Hey! Would you look at that, I'm getting back into the schedule. So, not sure if you guys noticed but I've started adding a date in with the chapters. That's just to give you guys some kind of time concept, because in the future, not sure when, there may be some time skips. Anyway, I promise that FourTris is getting closer; I just wanted them to have a friendship first. I should have next chapter up by Monday night, hopefully sooner. Enjoy!

Oh, just a reminder this story is M rated. I know there hasn't been much of that stuff yet, but don't worry, it's coming. There is a teeny bit of language in this chapter.

Tris POV Saturday 24th July

I wake up to a vibrating sensation on my leg. At first I'm disorientated as the last thing I remembered from last night was falling asleep on top of Four after our little 'game', which we should really stop doing. Now I'm in Chris and I's bedroom, still in my clothes from yesterday, but all tucked up. Oh, Four must have put me in here last night while I was asleep, isn't he the cutest. I wish I could wake up by his – woah! I stop that train of thought right there. Even with the possibility that he likes me in that way, which I really hope he does, it would take months to get to that stage of a relationship.

I remember the vibrations that woke me up, and I'm pulled from my imagination when I feel them again. I realise it's my phone, and check it. It's a text from an unknown number saying:

You're up tonight, don't be a stiff ;)

Eric xx

At first I'm confused, how in the world did Eric get my number? I shudder, I can practically feel his attempt of flirting through the phone, and it really sickens me. First when he hits on me I beat his ass up and he still tries to 'get it on' with me? What a bastard. And what the hell is a stiff? I make a mental note to ask Four about that later, assuming it's just some Pitt slang.

Then the information of the text actually sinks in. I'm fighting tonight; he actually put me forward in a fight! I can't believe it. I jump out of the bed with the intention to yell to Chris about it, but I'm stopped when I realise I can't, because she doesn't know yet. I can't even tell Four, it's pretty clear he doesn't want me fighting. Maybe if he sees me fight tonight, he'll realise that I'm not a little girl, I can take a hit. After all, my best friend in high school was Uriah.

I go downstairs and find that nobody is up yet, that's surprising, Four is always up earlier than anyone in the house. I make some coffee, and just walk around the house for a bit. Four and I haven't spoke again about the issue concerning our friends discovering The Pitt, but no one has mentioned it since, so I'm hoping they have forgotten about it. However knowing Zeke and his party hard habits, it won't be long until he remembers again.

I find myself by the piano, and I'm brought back to early memories of my mum playing in our old home. Music was not encouraged in our home, my parents were very minimalistic. Therefore the few times when my mum would sing and play were very rare and precious. She did teach me the basics of the instrument, and I guess I taught myself from there, however it was always sneaking around at school, or when no one else was home when I could play. That's all different now. I have this beautiful grand piano for me to play at my own free will, when I feel like it. I sit down and begin to play. I first start with the simple lullabies I first learnt, pleased and surprised that I can still remember them. Soon I find the music slowly morphing into some of my own experimentations of pieces. I'm even more shocked that I can still play these. The last time I played my parents were alive.

I completely lose myself in the sound of the piano, each individual note joining together to form a cannon of music. Its moments like these when I miss my parents the most. I feel a tear roll down my cheek as I play, but it's quickly forgotten.

When my fingers finally come to a still, there is only a brief silence, before the room is filled with loud clapping and cheering. I look behind me to find everyone standing in their pyjamas, clapping for me. "I didn't know you could play like that Bea" Caleb says to me first, after the cheering has died down. I look down to hide my blush; it's not often that Caleb, of all people offers a compliment. "Neither did I" I mumble to myself, quiet enough so that no one would hear.

There's a slight awkward silence while everybody is still just staring at me, not offering a conversation point. I can't take it anymore and offer to make breakfast. As I lead the way into the kitchen Four comes to my side and gently whispers in my ear, "are you okay?" I quickly nod and wipe away the few tears that had escaped. I glance to the side and he doesn't look convinced, at all. I've always been a terrible liar.

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It doesn't take long for us all to be gathered around the island, eating blueberry pancakes and bacon talking loudly over each other, like it's supposed to be.

"So, what is everyone doing today?" Shauna asks, directed towards the whole group. Uriah starts off listing how he has to work at the pool today, and Caleb explains that he and Susan are doing something at the library. I slightly panic because I don't actually have much to do today, but I need to make sure that I've got an excuse for this evening. I'm not going to tell anyone where I am, I'll just stay out all day and call Chris or someone saying I'm stuck in traffic, or got held up.

"I have a load of errands to do today" I share with the group; ideally I'd like to borrow Caleb's car. Immediately Four offers to accompany me and I bite my lip. It's very sweet that he offered, but I decline nicely explaining I'd rather be alone. The forgotten concern reappears on his face at this but he must shrug it off because he easily goes back into a conversation with Zeke about some stupid video game.

After I finish my breakfast I politely excuse myself from the table and go get ready. I shower in our massive ensuite and do my hair. I decide to actually make some kind of effort today and blow out my hair, and put some simple make up on, although I do decide to line my eyes. I get dressed in my ripped black skinny jeans and a tight red shirt which is perfectly modest on the front but is laced up at the back, with gaping holes. I used to not be able to wear this top as I could never lace it up by myself, it's like when there's a zip at the back off your dress and you can't reach it.

I go downstairs, with the satin ribbon trailing behind me, "Chris, can you help me for a sec?" I call to her once I'm at the bottom of the stairs. Everyone is still gathered around the island. It's amazing how we have a perfectly good table, but no one barely ever uses it. Chris comes over and I turn around so that she can lace the back, as I do I hear a round of wolf whistling presumably coming from Zeke and Uriah,

"Damn Tris, since when were 'errands' so special?" Uri asks me. I notice that the girls are all laughing at Caleb. His expression is priceless; it looks like he is ready to kill either of them. I look at Four and notice him staring right at me, and glancing at Caleb. What would he do if he knew that his little sister had a crush on his best friend? He can barely manage Zeke and Uriah joking with me; would he really stop me and Four? I know that we're not anything exclusive, we're not even a thing yet, but he did say he liked me so I'd like to hope.

I go back upstairs after Chris is all done and pack my bag with clothes for tonight. I decide to just go with simple gym clothes. Fights at Dauntless aren't like wrestling where everyone has their costumes and masks to make themselves look more intimidating. It's just plain, you and your opponent, strength against strength. That's why I like these kind of fights. Yes, occasionally you get the sadistic type like Eric who are merciless and cold and just like to see others in pain, or you get the adrenalin junkies who can't actually fight but are drunk so do it anyway. However there are some people who are honourable and fight for a purpose, not to make themselves look intimidating, or for a rush, but to actually mean something. When I fight it makes me feel powerful, and reminds me of how vulnerable I used to be. Those fights are the most interesting.

"Caleb, you know how you are just the best brother ever?" I plea to Caleb, with puppy dog eyes.

"What do you want?"

"Can I borrow your car for the day?" I ask, if he doesn't let me then my plan for the day has just been destroyed.

"Sure" He says as he throws me the keys.

Four POV Saturday 24th July – that evening

BEEP BEEP BEEP. I turn off my music and turn off the treadmill. I had to go into the office today to meet with a new client, but I'm not complaining as it's a big opportunity for the company. Afterwards it was still pretty early in the day so I decided to go home and juts work out there. When I came in no one was in, each person leaving notes on the island, as always, explaining where they each went, well everyone did except Tris. After finishing up in the gym I go back upstairs and see that still no one is back. I don't think too much about it, and just go up to the shower.

I hear the door slam and a voice which I suspect to be Zeke's shout up to me. I get out the shower and get dressed in my simple signature black jeans and tight shirt. When I go downstairs I find everyone in the basement just doing our usual Saturday night, playing video games, the girls gossiping about whatever and Chris with her camera snapping the most random of shots. I'm a bit concerned when I notice that Tris still isn't here, I look at the time and see that its only 7:00. I know that she is tough and can look after herself, but I'm still a little anxious. I know that I have no right to be, it's not like I'm her anything, but still it just feels natural to be so protective over her.

At around 9:00 Shauna speaks up and suggests we go to The Pitt. NO, WHY? Straight away Uriah agrees, and thus Mar agrees. Zeke doesn't have a choice seen as Shauna wants to go, and he would never turn down an opportunity to go clubbing. This is my last chance to possibly hold onto my secret, well ours now.

"Hey, shouldn't we at least wait until Tris comes back?" I suggest to the guys, my feeble attempt of stalling. If we wait for Tris, she might come back so late that there's no time left. But no, Chris had to go ruin my plan.

"Oh, nah, its fine. Tris text me earlier saying she won't be back till late, so we can do what we like, without her". Damn, why did she have to be so organised? I grumble in agreement and within the next half hour we are all in our cars, heading to The Pitt. As long as I don't show my face there, and no one recognises me it's all good. One word from a regular and we're done.

As we're in the cars I consider possibilities. I could 'accidently' get lost in the crowd, and then juts hide out at the parlour all night. No, I'm not sure that would work. After all they could easily just call me.

It then occurs to me that they won't know how to enter, like, at all. Unless whoever told Uriah and Zeke about it in the first place mentioned the car park and back entrance, there's no chance that they will jump down the huge, gaping hole, without knowing about the net. Then it would look very suspicious if I suddenly knew how to enter, the proper way. I smile considering the possibility of not actually finding the entrance.

I begin to recognise the area, and my face falls when I notice that Zeke, who's driving, is going the exact way to the back entrance, and car park. Urgh, why did he have to know about that? As we all file out I think I notice Caleb's car, tucked away in the very corner of the lot, but that can't be right. Tris is running errands all day, and even if it was her, why would she be here, at this time, and then lie to us all about it. She could have juts said she had to work all day. I quickly forget my thoughts and follow the rest of the group through the back door.

I find myself behind everyone else, and so I have the pleasures of seeing their faces the first time they see The Pitt. I smirk slightly as they take in their surroundings. "Woah" Chris breathes out, Mara and Shauna share a look of excitement between each other, and then Uriah and Will roll their eyes at the women they love. I'm happy that Will finally grew a pair and asked Chris out, it was so obvious, they practically drooled over each other, constantly.

We walk deeper into The Pitt, approaching the main area, where the fights, and the shops and boutiques around the outside, I make eye contact with so many people. I quickly look away each time, avoiding any possible encounters. The others seem to have forgotten about the whole purpose of the visit, to go clubbing, and instead are being pulled towards the centre of The Pitt, where there is presumably a fight taking place. I wonder who Eric has lined up for tonight. As we gather further round, I make eye contact with the last person I wanted to see tonight, Rachel.

When I first became a leader here I briefly, and I mean briefly, dated Rachel. It was started and finished in the space of about a week. She comes up to me, after we make eye contact and not so subtly 'falls' into my arms. I automatically catch her, and she squeals in that annoying, high pitched voice of hers, "Four! I didn't see you there, maybe we can talk some time?" She says, while shoving her breasts against my shoulder and leaning in close to my ear. I detangle her arms from my neck firmly, and move on swiftly. I receive a look from Mar and she loudly shouts so I can hear over the loud rowdiness of The Pitt.

"Do you know her?" She asks. I shake my head and move on. We naturally find ourselves swarming to the fighting ring, where a fight has seemed to just start. There's a big, muscly guy against a girl who is easily half his size, wow Eric. Always going for an unfair fight.

The fight starts not long after that and Caleb comes up to my side "what is this place?" He asks, I'm guessing just to himself. I shake my head as if I don't believe it either, smirking slightly to myself.

I focus on the fight and the guy makes the first move, throwing a punch at the girls stomach, she surprisingly blocks it, and twists the guys arm backwards. Wow, did not expect that from her. They carry on throwing punches and blocking them, a few getting in to the girls jaw. Suddenly the guys goes down, and instead of getting back up he stays down and knocks out the girls feet from underneath, making her also go crashing down. While she's down the guy gets a kick into her ribs, and you can tell that something is broken.

She gets back up and they start circling each other, then the girl steps back. All this time I was thinking she looked so much like Tris, but it couldn't be as she's not here. I make eye contact with the girl, and she pauses, realises what's happening. Her eyes quickly dart around me, and I see all of my friends gaping back at her.

Tris POV

"Against the undefeated champion Peter, we have a newbie. Tris!" Eric shouts into the microphone, making the crowd go wild. I guess that's my queue. As I walk up to the ring Peter's eyes are on me, I notice he has the exact same look in his eye as Eric does.

"Y'know, if you cry I might go easy on you" Peter taunts me. I don't think too much of it, I used to get this all the time when I first appeared at The Cave. I wait for him to make the first move, and sure enough he does. He takes a step forward as he punches, so I easily block the blow to my stomach and twist his arm backwards, but not enough to break it. His face turns expression then. From what was a look of confidence and ease, is now a hard mask, realising this may not be as easy as anticipated.

We carry on throwing punches, it's child's play really. I miss a blow to my jaw, and stumble backward a few steps. At that I run up to him and knee him in the stomach, causing him to fall down in pain. I momentarily lose concentration and before I know my feet are knocked out from beneath me and I'm down. Peter kicks me in the ribs, and I hear them crack. Struggling to breathe I get back up, and we circle.

I take a few steps back, planning to end this, when a certain set of deep, blue eyes catch my attention. There at the front of the crowd is Four, with the rest of the group. What the hell are they doing here? They're faces suddenly show a low of recognition and it seems they just realised who I am, great. I focus back on the fight, trying to forget about all my friends watching me. I jump up in the air, spin 360 degrees and kick Peter in the face as I land. He immediately goes down, nose bleeding, knocked out.

"I pronounce to you, the new champion, Tris" Eric shouts into the microphone making the crowd roar in applause.

I quickly return to the training room, in attempt to avoid everyone, and I'm met with Four, sitting on the bench by my bag. I can't tell if he's mad or not.

"What was that tonight Tris?" He asks me when I sit by him on the bench. I sigh.

"Why are you so against me fighting?" I ask, completely ignoring his question. He stands up and goes to the other side of the room, where there's a sink. He comes back with a basin of warm water and a cloth. He gently takes my hands, which are now covered in blood and cuts, and gently washes them.

"I don't want to see you get hurt" he says, after swapping to my other hand.

"Why?"

"Look Tris, I care about you, and I've seen enough of the people I care about get hurt, and then they leave me. I don't want that to happen with you" he says, looking straight into my eyes placing his hand gently on my neck.

"Can I kiss you?" My heart beat starts to increase at his words, and I subconsciously lean into his touch nodding. He slowly leans in and before I know it I feel his soft, tender lips against mine. I feel my body relax, and his hand tightens on my neck. It's like the longer his lips are against mine, the more I feel those walls I so carefully built up, come crashing down all at once. Too soon he pulls away, but leaves his hand on my neck.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted to do that" he whispers to me, so close that I can feel his breath against my cheek. "Let's go home" I say, and we walk out the training room, hand in hand.

When we each pull up in our cars, we notice that everyone else has already returned. Four and I walk up to the front door, and stop. We take a deep breath, and look at each other. He slips his hand into mine, and I simply can't fight the urge. I stretch up on my tip toes and softly peck his lips.

"You ready for this?" I ask him, obviously referring to the questions that are bound to be asked as soon as we enter. He nods, and we open the door.

As we walk in we are met with everyone standing in a semi-circle, staring at us. Straight away I notice Caleb's eyes zone in on our linked hands. I take a deep breath, in preparation for the long night of explaining that is bound to happen...

Hope you guys enjoyed it. If you have any comments, or ideas, anything at all, just leave it in the comments, or message me. See you guys soon, hopefully.

-Gem