Hey, I am super sorry for not updating. I've always wondered how people take so long to update, but now that I'm writing, I understand. Sports literally take up my whole life. And to top it off, I still had school. So while every other school let out, I was still stuck in a classroom. But good news, it ended last Friday on the 19th. Ive been typing all weekend to try to catch up. So more updates on my way. At least once a week, hopefully.

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Thanks for the comments and reviews, Asher.

Chapter 9
Four's Point of View:

Last night was great. After they gave us tips we just went back to our rooms and slept. I mean what is better than playing music, talking to Fall Out Boy, and then going to bed. I mean any other day, we would be trying to fit in playing music because of how much shit the school gives us to do and Tris and I, being the 'nerds who actually do our homework', stay up all night to finish.

I sit up in my bed and grab my phone from my nightstand.

Four: Hey you up yet?

It takes a few minutes to reply.

Tris: Yeah, but everyone else is still sleeping. I am surrounded by a bunch of snoring retards! Why do you ask?
Four: Haha. I was wondering if you wanted to grab breakfast.
Tris: Yeah, I would give me ten minutes, I look terrible
Four: I bet you look fine.
Tris: The longer you keep texting me the longer it will take for me to get ready.

I toss my phone on the bed and walk over to my suitcase. I was about to go to the dresser or the closet when I remembered I let the boys use it all. I take out a pair of dark blue almost black jeans and a dark red maroon type of color shirt. I throw it on and go over to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and fix my hair. When I feel satisfied, I head out of the bathroom. I open the window, not looking down, and quickly feel the air. I think I'll be fine just to wear my T-shirt. I close the window before I realize how high up we are. I head out the door to our room and knock on Tris' door. She walks out before my fist comes in contact with door. She closes the door and looks at me, smirking. I take the chance to look at what she is wearing. Skinny jeans, the same color as mine, and a low cut dark red T-Shirt. Its like we're matching. We both start laughing once we see what we are wearing.

"I see we're matching." She says.
"I see we are." I reply. She laughs.
"So where are we going?"
"You'll see." I say knowing she hates surprises. But I also don't where we are going either.
"Do you actually know where we are going?" I don't reply causing her to laugh again.

We walk down the street in a comfortable silence that soon gets ruined by screaming fans. I turn around to find a whole group of young girls surrounding us. They ask us so many questions in which we answer yes or no to and we sign autographs and pictures until they leave. But once it clears, more people come up because they want to know why there was a group of girls here. This causes so many fans, boys and girls our age, to come up to us. We take pictures and sign more autographs and I can't help but notice that the last boy starts to get a little 'handsy' with Tris. It makes me furious. I quickly take the photo and hand him his phone and he just smirks at me. I grab Tris' hand and we walk until we find a diner. We enter and the waitress leads us to an open booth. We sit across from each other and pick up our menus.

"Thanks for getting me away from him." Tris says causing me to look up from my menu.
"No problem. I figured you didn't want a random guy to touch your butt." I reply smirking.
"Yeah, wouldn't want that." She says.

The waitress comes up and looks at me completely ignoring Tris.

"What can I get you to drink?" She says seductively. I roll my eyes and see Tris doing the same and trying to hold in laughter.
"I'll take a coffee and I know she will have the same." I say pointing to Tris. She smiles at me and walks away.

When she is a good distance away, we start laughing and talking. Im starting to fall for Tris, hard. The waitress comes back and I order french toast with whipped cream and strawberries while Tris orders chocolate chip pancakes. The waitress is starting to piss me off. She even brought her shirt down and leaned across the table causing me to scoot over in my seat. I heard Tris snort causing me to smile while trying to stifle laughter. The waitress got up and smiled at me before walking away with our order. By the time she came back with our food Tris and I have calmed down enough to where we are only smiling. The waitress slips her number under my plate. She walks away and I pick up the number. This has been the funniest breakfast ever. I take out my phone and Tris looks at me weird and sadly. I wonder why she would be disappointed.

"Are you adding her number to your phone?"
"Yeah, I thought I could use it to prank her the next tie the gang plays truth or dare." She smiles and the sadness goes away.
"I never thought of that, I could use he number that the handsy boy slipped into my back pocket as a dare too."

We both laugh at the thought of that and eat our breakfast. I grab the check before Tris can and pay for it adding a 5 dollar tip for 'Nita', our waitress. We leave and stop at Starbucks getting the whole gang some coffee.

When we leave Starbucks, we are each holding one of those cup holders as we walk back to the hotel. Lucky for us, no one notices us. Thank god. We enter the doors to the hotel and take the stairs up to our rooms. Tris unlocks the door to her room to finds no one there. We take the door that combines both rooms and enter to see the whole gang in there watching tv. Tris and I go and sit on my bed. We put the cups on the nightstand and lean back on the pillows enjoying our Starbucks. Nobody even notices us. That is until Tris and I slurp really loud at the same time and laugh. everyone looks at us, then our Starbucks, and then at the drinks on the nightstand. They then charge at my bed and grab the Starbucks. Then when everyone has one, they walk back to the beds they were sitting on.

"You're very welcome guys!" Tris says.
"Thanks." They all say with mouthfuls of coffee. We all laugh and Zeke laughs so much that he spits out his drink on Uriah causing everyone to laugh more and Uriah to jump on Zeke. Shauna and Marlene grab their drinks so they don't spill. Uriah hops off of Zeke.

"Lightbulb! I just had an idea. How about we play truth or dare?"

Tris and I groan but we are out numbered.

"Because it was my idea, I shall go first. And because you don't want to play, Tris, truth or dare?"

"Da-" she starts but is interrupted by her phone. "It's Caleb." She answers the phone.

"I dare you to put it one speaker. I know you were saying dare." She rolls her eyes but puts it on speaker.

"Hey Caleb! What's up?" She says.
"Don't whats up me sis. What is going on over there?" He yells. She looks taken aback.
"Caleb, what are you talking about?"
"I found pictures online of you and number boy holding hands and crap. It says your dating him. You better not have a boyfriend." Her eyes goes wide and she looks at me.
"Caleb, we aren't dating, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Then explain the pictures."
"Here, Tris, I think he means these." Will says handing her his phone.
"Ohh, Caleb, this guys wanted my autograph but he was being a bit, close, and Four pulled me away before he could do anything."
"Oh, okay."
"Yeah, don't worr-" Tris starts but Christina interrupts her.
"No, Tris and Four like each other, they just don't want to admit it and Four hasn't worked up the balls to ask her out yet." My face gets bright red and Tris is too shocked to say anything. I sneak a peak to look at her and her face is a red as mine.
"TRI-"
"Uh, Caleb I got to go, we have to practice for next week, sorry." Tris says panicing.
"TRIS YOU BETTER NOT-" She hangs up on Caleb before he can finish.

I just sit there shocked at what happened. So is Tris just sitting like a statue, just as shocked as I am next to me. Caleb tries to call again and she just lets it ring. She slowly picks up her phone and looks at Christina. Then she chucks it at Christina, who gets hit in the stomach and falls off the bed, and lays back staring at the ceiling. I hear my phone and see that its a text from Pete.

Pete: Practice in 10 minutes in the recording room. Get ready.
Four: Okay, We'll be there.
Pete: See ya then!

I put down my phone and tell the group and we head over after they get dressed.

Thanks god for Fall Out Boy. Otherwise, I don't know what I'd do.