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TRIS POV

So it turned out that Caleb's project buddies stayed for dinner, well all except Dominic who made a lame excuse of his "parents" expecting him. But due to my mom's ability to see the best in everyone, it didn't faze her. Melanie sat next to Caleb and I have to tell you she's a nice girl. She would go on and on about how nice our home is and even though Caleb lives in the exact same house he pays very close attention to whatever she says. Travis takes the spot next to me and even when Melanie is expressing her love for our house his eyes still somehow find me. Don't get me wrong he's a nice guy really and I appreciated his complement earlier but it feels weird having someone's eyes on you all the time.

"This has been lovely but I really must get home. Thank Caleb for inviting me over and thank you Mr. and Mrs. Prior for letting me stay for dinner," Melanie says as she stands up from the table. She gives me a curt nod.

"I'll walk you out," Caleb says as he stands up to escort her outside.

"Yeah I should get going too, bye Tris," he says. My mother nods at me as if saying: go walk him out. I get up and escort Travis towards the door.

"See you around Travis," I say.

"See you around Tris," he says as he reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. He flashes me a cockier smile before he exits. Ok that's just weird. I thought his niceness was kind of sketchy. I walk back to the living room leaving the weirdness behind.

"Goodnight," I yell to my parents as I make my way up the stairs.

"Goodnight sweetie," my parents say in unison. Once I get upstairs I catch Caleb before he enters his room.

"Is it just me or does it look like you have a crush on Melanie?" He freezes for a second and then turns around to look at me.

"Well she's an intelligent young lady, you could say that," he says nervously.

"I never thought I'd see the day when the selfless Caleb gets a crush."

"Sometimes we have to do things for ourselves," and with that he enters his room and closes the door.

Those are the last words I think about before I go to sleep. Sometimes we have to do things for ourselves

_Time Lapse_

Eventually the first Friday of the first horrid week at Hancock high school comes around and for that I am grateful. So far I've stayed off the hit list for everybody. And Kate and I seem to be getting closer and I'm actually starting to have an actual friendship. Most recently I was paired as partners with Jasmine and Emily in Chemistry. They're actually really nice girls. Jasmine has more of the carefree, daredevil spirit; while Emily has a kind, but rebellious spirit. I've stayed out of Sydney's way so far and Four and I are umm… on talking terms. But to be fair I don't know what we are.

Actually right now I'm sitting next to Four in Art while Tori is explaining our week project.

"This week I will assign you a week project with the person who is sitting next to you. Together you'll create an original master peace on a 36x20 sheet of butcher paper. Your master piece will take on the disguise of being an abstract piece but it will actually represent something. I don't care what that something is but just don't make it anything stupid or inappropriate," this earns a groan from a few of my classmates.

"Yeah, yeah I know. Anyways I'm positive that this can't be finished just by using the class hours I give you so you might have to work on this outside of school. I don't care where but it can't be here. You will take today's class time to start planning out your design with your partner. And… GO," Tori yells.

"So we're partners," Four says as I turn around to face him.

"It would seem so. So what idea are we doing," I ask him.

"I don't know I was hoping the great Art master could come up with that."

"You weren't listening to a word Tori was saying were you?"

Nope not a thing but I'm glad you did otherwise we would fail."

"Ok I'm thinking about doing a piece about depths of high school," I say.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning we could draw things that represent the different clicks and the different clubs and stuff at school. I don't really have a picture but this is what I want to do."

"Awesome I like how you think Prior," he says. Alright here it goes, you can do this Tris.

"So do you want to come over later and start working on the blueprint or something? I have rolls of butcher paper at home from previous projects," I ask him avoiding his eyes.

"Uh yeah sure I can come over. Actually I'll just give you another ride since you're probably going to be walking home again like psycho maniac."

"To be fair you also use transportation that exposes your body to the harsh weather so shut it," I say to him.

"Alright, alright but a motorcycle is faster than walking, just saying," he whispers under his breath. I am about to retort but the bell rings cutting off my words.

"Alright class dismissed,' Tori says.

I walk outside of the classroom to head to Honors English but somebody calling my name stops me.

"Yo Tris wait up." I turn around to see that it's Dominic calling me. He's walking with some other dude with brown hair.

"Landon this is the girl he says who beat up Molly on Tuesday. Tris this is Landon," Dominic says as he gestures to the dude next to him.

"Ah so you're the famous Tris who knocked Molly of her high and mighty stool, nice to meet you," Landon says.

"You too, if you don't mind I have to get to class." With that we part ways and head to my next class.

_Time skip to end of the day_

I have to admit feeling the cold, brittle air rush past you feels pretty good. Currently I'm on the back of Four's motorcycle as zoom down the road heading to my house. Luckily I live near the school so I don't have to stay on here long; I mean the air feels great but we're still driving over ice on very curvy roads. When we get to my house I take off my helmet and pull my beanie down to cover my ears. Four follows in tow as I had up to the front door. Today my dad greets me as I enter the house.

"Hi dad this is Four."

"You look familiar," my dad says.

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