A/N: I'M BACK(: Sorry, schools a big meany and my busy schedule doesn' t help at all. But, I'm here now to deliver another chapter, here it is.

Disclaimer: WHEN WILL I EVER OWN DIVERGENT?

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(Tris' POV)

Wish me luck…

I think to myself as I head to Starbucks for a meeting with Four to discuss Greece.

Honestly, the tension between us is super high and it's getting harder everyday to sit in his class.

But, I need to discuss our characters.

Ugh….

I walk into the Starbucks and get in line to buy my drink. I look in front of me and see a pair of familiar eyes.

"Hello Tris." Four greets me.

"Hi Four." I greet back.

We make small talk till it's his turn to order.

He orders a black coffee, no sugar.

Not surprised.

I'm really not. Four would be someone to get a drink like that.

Then, turns towards me and asks what I would like.

"Um, thank you Four, but I can get it myself. It's no big deal."

He looks at me and frowns.

"Are you sure?"

I frown.

"I'm perfectly capable of buying my own drink Four, though I do appreciate your offer."

He slowly nods.

Soon, I order and go sit down where he's sitting.

"So Tris, I'm very shocked that Goldberg wanted us to do this."

"Eh, I'm not that surprised."

He laughs, bringing warm in my veins.

"So, I think we should discuss ways to help improve our characters, what do you think?"

I nod my head in agreement.

Suddenly, I hear m name being shouted from the stand and I go get my drink.

When I sit down, I start sipping on it.

Best Java Chip Frap ever…

Four looks at me then speaks.

"I think you need to work on some things for Sandy."

What?

But I just nod my head and listen.

"I know your more of a girl next door, but I think you need more of a sex-appeal."

Excuse me?

"Um, what?"

"Maybe work on how you dress too, maybe a bit more make-up. And by the way, maybe you could loose a few pounds as well…"

That's it…

"HOW DARE YOU CRITISIZE ME? I AM WHO I AM! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO COME BOMBARD ME WITH MY IMPERFECTIONS THAT I'M ACTUALLY COMFORTABLE WITH! YOU KNOW WHAT FOUR! I'M PROUD OF BEING THE GIRL NEXT DOOR, NOT SOME SLUT YOU CLEARLY WANT ME TO BE!"

Everyone's clearly looking at us now, but I wasn't done yet.

I take my high calorie drink, take off the top, and pour it on his head.

"How do you like that, Four? Maybe need to go to the gym?"

I storm out of the room leaving a clearly taken back Four sitting with coffee all over his head.

A/N: SHORT. But something, I hope you like it.

There's a part that reminds me of my other story, I'll let you figure it out yourselves (;

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