WHAT'S UP, GUYS! I'M BACK! AND I WOULD REALLY HATE TO NOT UPDATE THIS SOON, BUT I HAVE A FEELING THIS WILL BE UPDATED SUNDAY NIGHTISH AT THE MOST, SO STICK AROUND! AND ALONG WITH THIS UPDATE, MY OTHER STORY WILL, TOO, BE UPDATED…I HAVE 2 QUESTIONS TO ASK U GUYS.

DO ANY OF YOU THINK I SHOULD CONTINUE MISMATCHED (EVEN THOUGH I AM GOING TO I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF U GUYS ARE FEELING THAT STORY…LIKE DO U LIKE IT OR NOT?

AND, SHOULD I CHANGE MY SUMMARY FOR MISMATCHED, BECAUSE TO ME, IT DOESN'T GIVE ENOUGH DETAIL TO EXPLAIN WHAT THE STORY IS ABOUT BECAUSE I HAVE NOTICED THAT MISMATCHED IS GETTING NOT AS MANY VIEWS AS THIS ONE?

AND LEADING TO THAT! WE HAVE OVER 2,000 VIEWS, AND I WOULD JUST LIKE TO THANK YOU, PEEPS! SO THIS IS SORT OF A SPECIAL CHAPTER AND ALSO, IT'S CHAPTER TEN SO YOU ALWAYS WILL LOOK FORWARD TO EVERY TENTH CHAPTER IN A STORY RIGHT? NO…OKAY…UM

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS CHAPTER AND WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE IS CHAPTER 10!

Tris' P.O.V

The kiss is short, because Four pulls away shocked.

He stares at me in disbelief as I bite my lip, wondering if I did the wrong thing.

"You- you kissed me back…" He assures slowly. "Did you?"

I fidget a little and look down at my feet.

Oh, god, I hope I didn't do the wrong thing.

I shut my eyes and try to suppress the words that come out of my mouth.

"I did…look, I like you, too, but I have school and other things to worry about than to have…"

I can't finish my sentence. I don't want to call him boyfriend, because I forbid to call anyone that now.

"I understand, Tris," Four grins like a doof, "But just know that I'll wait for you."

"Yeah, as long as none of those girls get to you," I mumble.

"What was that?" Four asks.

"Nothing," I say quickly, "So shall we head to school?"

"Yeah, but you're staying here," Four speaks and tosses me over his shoulder, carrying me back to his bed that is only a few feet yards away.

"What! No," I start as he sets me gently on the bed, careful not to hurt me anymore than I already do, "I have to go to school…it's like, what," I count on my fingers, "the third day of school!"

"Nope, no complaining…you're staying here and Christina is coming to pick you up, so be ready in about," Four checks the digital clock lying on his brown dresser. It reads 6:41. "Sssssssssst, oh, about 19 minutes."

I jump out of Four's bed and start blurting out millions of things I don't have with me to get ready.

"I need to take a shower, my hair is probably a mess and I don't have my comb nor brush, gotta brush my teeth, I don't have any clothes on me and-" I began to rant on and on about everything I don't possess with me, and Four tries to butt in.

"Tris…Tris," He cuts me off.

"Hm."

"I have an extra toothbrush in the cabinet in the bathroom. You can take a shower here. Your hair looks fine. And you can borrow some of my clothes or I'll get Christina to bring you some of hers; don't worry," He sets a hand on my shoulder.

I crack a small smile and Four chuckles, "But I'm taking a shower first!" He yells and is already halfway down to the bathroom.

I giggle and just take a moment to let all of the information I just gathered this morning to melt into my skin…well, brain.

As soon as Four is done with his shower, I quickly hop in after him, hoping that he didn't use all of the hot water. And yes, he did, but at least it's a little warm. :[

When I'm done, I just chill in the bathroom, naked. But not only do I wear short shorts and a tank top to sleep, I sleep with no bra.

There's a tiny knock at the door and I'm startled to hear whose voice it is.

"Hey, Tris, It's Christina," says the sweet voice, "I just thought that maybe I'll just come over and bring you some clothes…along with undergarments."

"Oh my god, Christina! You are a life saver!" I scream as joy rushes over me.

I hear her laugh and I crack the door open a bit, hiding my body behind it.

Christina hands me a pair of skinny jeans and a regular black tee.

I thank her, and am about to close the door until she utters a, "I'm not done!"

What does she mean by that?

She hands me a black, ruffled bra and matching underwear.

I totally notice that my face feels like it's on fire.

"Thanks, Chris," I laugh as I take her offering, "Why didn't you buy me any normal undergarments?"

I question, and swiftly put them on, along with the nice outfit she gave me.

"Can I come in?" She asks and tell her yeah.

She hurries in and briskly closes the door behind her.

"Between me and you, and Shauna and Marlene and Will and Zeke…and Uriah, we think Four might like you," Christina looks at the ground which is shimmered in some of the water that dripped off of my body when I was standing there.

"Oh, wow, that's a hard sentence to um, understand," I frown as I rub the back of my neck.

I know the truth between me and Four and I want to keep that between me and Four, because at the moment, we're nothing more than just friends. I guess.

I just have to get them off of my case so they think that me and him are not compatible.

"Really. Come on, Tris, I know you like him," She smiles cheekily at me.

"I have nothing to say to that," I answer and began to open the door, but Christina pushes me back and closes the door back.

"Okay, but answer this question," she says and leans in on me and gives me a death glare. "What would you do if Four told you he loved you?"

Now it's my turn to stare at the floor.

I know what I would've said.

"Look, Christina, I'm not in the mood, okay," I try to push past her but she does have a strong build.

"No, Tris, I'm serious, just answer the question," She says.

"Christina…he'll never say that," I admit to myself, "He may like like me, but he'll never love me. I want to be more than friends, but with all of those pretty girls that would love to have him, I can't compete with any of them…it just won't work."

"Tris, you know that's not true-" Christina starts, but I already pushed past her and open the bathroom door.

I feel tears prickle my vision as I step out of the bathroom.

I slam the door behind me and push my head against it, feeling the type of wood the door was formed from.

I let out a small stifled groan and I began to cry.

"Tris…" says a deep, soft voice and I already know who it is.

I just don't want to turn around to look at him, nor do I want to let him see me broken at the moment.

"Tris, look at me," says Four in a smaller voice and places a hand on my shoulder.

I sniffle and turn around.

Four looks at me and I try to stop crying, but I only succeed a little.

Four pulls me into a bone-crushing hug and I bear hug him back.

He leans down to whisper in my ear.

"Tris."

I mumble a hm.

Four says this in such a confident way that I believe him.

"Whoever told you that I didn't love you… is wrong."

Four plants a peck on my forehead, and I feel like that kiss will be embedded into my skin forever.

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