Author's Note: This may be a short chapter because im kinda slammed with homework right now and I haven't even ate my dinner and it's seven o clock ugh dead. Ok thanks for the reviews guys, means the world honestly. Oh and izzy, stop procrastinating god dammit. ANYWAY MY LOVELIES PLEASE DO ENJOY.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Divergent, are these really still needed?
Tris POV.
I walk to Caleb's car as it pulls up outside the coffee shop and honks his horn loudly. I grab the door handle, taking one last glance behind me to see Four sitting beside the waitress from earlier. I roll my eyes and open the door, clambering inside. I pull my bag onto my lap and stare forwards.
Caleb narrows his eyebrows at me. "Hello to you to."
"Oh, sorry hi." I mumble, giving him a weak smile.
"Where've you been? I thought you were going straight home?" Caleb questions me, turning to look at me suspiciously like the over protective brother he is.
"I just got a coffee with Christina, relax Caleb." I laugh slightly, slumping back into the seat. Caleb mumbles an "Oh" and proceeds to start his car again, driving home.
We arrive home and I see someone sitting on the step outside our house.
Oh crap.
"Tris oh my god where have you been I've called you like ten times!" Christina screeches, running over to the car.
Caleb looks at me and glares. "I thought you said you've been out with Christina…" He looks at me quizzically.
I mumble something inaudible under my breath and grab Christina's arm, dragging her off into my house and to my room, avoiding Caleb's incessant questions.
I huff as I collapse on the bed, wincing as my bruised ribs send a shooting pain across my chest. Christina positions her hands on her hips and tilts her head.
"Well? Where have you been? I've hardly seen you since that little pasta episode in the cafeteria the other day!" She demands.
I shrug and turn away from her. "Just been busy with… school work." I lie, sliding out of bed and strolling to my vanity, grabbing my brushing and running it through my tangled hair.
Christina looks at me the same way Caleb previously did. "Don't lie to me."
I glance at her guiltily before diverting my gaze back to my reflection and shrugging again. "I don't know what you're talking about".
Christina marches over to me and seizes the brush. "Tris godammit! Just tell me where you've been for crying out loud!" She yells. I widen my eyes at her sudden burst of angriness and let out a slight laugh.
"God calm down!" I laugh, walking back to my bed and collapsing on it.
"I was with Four." I mumble, rubbing my face awkwardly.
"W-wait, WHAT?!" She yells, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me violently.
"TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TELL ME TELL ME NOW" She screeches, causing me to laugh more.
"Let go of me!" I laugh. "Nothing happened. I got into a bit of a spat with Peter and he helped me, no biggie." I shrug, leaning over her and grabbing my sketch book.
Christina stares at me, her jaw hanging open. I laugh and put my finger under her chin, shutting her mouth.
"B-but you hate each other?" She stutters, still staring at me in disbelief.
I shrug. "Look, I'm just as confused as you are, I mean, one minute he's chucking pasta over me, the next he's apologising. So don't ask me anymore questions because I don't know the answer." I tell her, scrawling doodles over the paper in my hand.
Christina huffs loudly and mumbles "Whatever then" and pulls her nail varnish out her bag.
"We're having a sleepover, we need to discuss this." She tells me, texting her mom to bring her things round.
I sigh and nod, letting my mind clear of a certain confusing boy.
Author's Note: SORRY FOR HOW SHORT IT IS BUT IM SUPER BUSY TONIGHT! Thanks for reviewing though guys, love you all. I'll update tomorrow! Please review? It makes me smile aw. THANKS FOR READING.
OH BTW GUYS FOUR SHALL BE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, SORRY FOR HIS ABSENSE IN THIS ONE.