Disclaimer: For those of you have the crazy idea that I own this amazing piece of art, I don't. I am a human, who breathes on a semi-regular basis. In other words, I am not Veronica Roth.

Well, everybody, I am super sorry I havent been updating in the past week. I was busy, then didnt feel like writing. I know the second one is a losey excuse. Saw Age of Ultron; was FUCKING AWESOME!

Lastly, if you didn't notice I finally put a cover on this story. I drew it. The person is wearing the bikini I pictured Tris wearing. Sorry I didn't do a face. I am horrible at faces. On with the story.


When I jump into my jeep, I notice it is 11:30. Wow, I was there for awhile. I am starving, don't feel like making any food in my minuscule kitchen, and am lazy. In response to my revelations, I head to Subway.

I pull into the closest parking spot, and jump out. I run up to the door and get in line. When I get to front, I order my usual. White bread footlong with ham, bacon, no cheese, lettuce, mustard, and mayo. I also get two chocolate chip cookies and a large Dr. Pepper. What... the cup had the Avengers on it.

I go sit down and open up my best friend...the sandwich. I'm about half away done with the first half, when someone sits in front of me. I look up to be met with the most exquisite blue eyes I have ever seen.

"Hello Four. Why are you following me?" I question the handsome stalker.

"Well, I was hungry. I drove up to good, old Subway, and saw this ravishing lady sitting in a booth by herself. She looked like she needed help with her food." With that he sticks out his hand and attempts to grab the other half of my sandwich. I slap his hand away and glare at him.

"Don't touch my precious food unless you don't want to have kids in the future," I state in a deadly serious tone. He looks shocked.

"There is no way you will eat all that. Just let me have the other half and you won't have to waste any," he offers. He has no idea.

"Fine, you can have what I don't eat. You happy now," I negotiate.

"Okay, I'm gonna get a Root Beer, brb." With that he gets up and buys his drink. He comes back and tries to talk to me but I shush him by sticking a napkin in his mouth. He finally gets the message. We sit there for the next 20 minutes, filled with the sounds of my chewing and occasional sipping.

He is staring at me in utter confusion when I stuff the last cookie in my mouth.

"Here," I grab my Dr. Pepper and hand it to him, "take this, I didn't drink it all," I offer. I get up, kiss him on the cheek and walk out. Holy shit...where did that come from?

Before I can even insert my keys in the keyhole, my phone vibrates. I grab it out of my back pocket. I'm surprised to see a text from Four. I turn around to see him staring at me, smirking. I read the text and about drop my phone.

4- btw, nice butt

I look up at him, and I send him a birdie. He just laughs. He looks down, and my phone vibrates again.

4- c u 8, im buying. dont worry, ill bring extra $ since ur a pig

I catch his gaze once again and give him a thumbs up. I turn around and jump into the car.


It is about 7 when I decide it is time to get ready. I grab some holy skinny jeans and my v-neck red MARVEL shirt. I brush my hair and put it in a high ponytail. I put on my red KEENS. I grab my red sports bag and put my white Nokia Lumina phone and wallet inside. I decide to walk to Panara, it is only about a 20 min walk.

When I finally get there, I see Four standing by the door. I walk up to him and say hey.

"Hey, so, you wanna go in?" he replies. He seems so nervous.

"Are you ok, pretty boy? You seem nervous," I reply smirking at him. His eyes widen in shock.

"Let's go inside; I'm famished," he dodges my question and opens the door for me. I walk past him and go to the cashier.

"May I have a small Caesar salad and a turkey sandwich," I order my meal with certainty in my voice.

"I'll have a New England clam chowder bread bowl," he orders after me in his rumbling voice.

After he pays, we walk over to get our waters. We are saving the caffeine for the movie. He snatches my water out of my hands and sticks his tongue out at me. I flick it with my finger, pretty hard in fact. He yelps in pain drawing attention from other people. I pull him to a booth by a window. He is glaring at me as he sits down.

"Hey, did I hurt you, pretty boy?" I ask him with my bottom lip in a pout. He reaches across and flicks my lip. Luckily, I move away so it just skims it.

"So, want to share a popcorn at the movies?" he questions.

"Sure, why not."

The buzzer goes off in the middle of the table, so Four jumps up and grabs both of our meals. He lays mine in front of me. As he sits down he winks at me. I smile in return with a slight blush forming on my cheeks. He just chuckles.

We sit in silence as we eat. It was a comfortable silence, with small talk here and there. After about half an hour, we are in his black truck. He turns on his stereo and 'Given Up' by Linkin Park in on. I instantly start singing along, rocking me head back and forth, playing an air guitar.

"Waking in a sweat again
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace

Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape
I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?"

He sings along while tapping his fingers on the steering wheels. His veins are bulging out of his neck as he sings. We are quite on pitch surprisingly.

We pull into the theater. He jumps out of the huge truck effortlessly. Before I can even open the door, he swings it open, helping me down.

"Thank you, pretty boy," I reply to Four thankfully. He laces our fingers together and and I shiver. We walk into the theater hand-in-hand. All of the girls stare at him. I would too...trust me, but I don't have to. He is holding my hand after all.

We walk up to the cashier and give him out tickets. He tears them in half, giving them back. We get in the food line. He orders two large Dr. Peppers and one large popcorn. Oh. My. GOD! What if our hands skim when we are getting popcorn? Wow, I am being such a pussy.

He pays for the food, not letting me pay any. We grab our 3D glasses and walk into theater number 9. We sit directly in the middle. Perfect seats.

I start to shiver getting cold. I guess I was quite obvious because Four turns and looks at me.

"You cold?" he asks, genuinely curious. I nod my head. He puts his strong arm around my shoulders. I lean my head into him, feeling completely safe.

After about 3 minutes of patiently waiting for the movie to begin, the lights dim and the movie starts.


I want to apologize again for taking forever to update! Hope you like this chapter. Took me forever to write.

For all this may concern: YOU LOST THE GAME!

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