A/N: Okay so I got a lot of PM and a few review suggestions for this story. I will try to add some of them in, depending if they will fit in this storyline.

Also I'll answer one of your questions here,

When will FourTris get together? - Soon I promise, I have a few ideas of how it's going to play out. My guess would be in the next few chapters, most likely 12-14. As of now, their feelings are in the midst of developing.

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My feet are killing me, and my ears are ringing. Every time I try and make an excuse to leave the dance floor, Christina will either follow me or drag me right back, and I quote "This is my favourite song!" Yet she's said that for every one.

"Christina seriously, I have to use the washroom." It's the most cliché excuse, but it seems to be the only one that will work.

She tilts her head back sighing, "Fine! You better come back though, you can't miss the dance off."

I put my hands up in mock surrender, backing away from her and all the sweaty teenagers around me. As she kept me dancing I would try to keep an eye our for Four, but I eventually lost complete sight of him. Now I have to start from scratch and try to find the 'skyscraper' as I put it the other night.

After continued searching, I finally spot him by the drink bar, and I find myself pushing and shoving people out of my way to get to him.

But it's like people don't want me to see him today or something. "TRIS!" Someone yells, making turn around and focus in the other direction.

I inwardly groan as I also hear the DJ playing the first slow-song of the night.

Uriah heads pops up through the crowd, fighting his way towards me.

He stands in front of me holding his hand out. "Care to dance?" He pants, as if it took a ton of energy to get to me.

I take a quick glance back at Four who seems to be happily chatting with his teammates. "Sure," I muster up a smile and take his hand.

He leads me back into the pack of dancing couples, finally picking a spot and resting his hands on my waist. I wrap my arms loosely around his neck as we slowly sway to the music. I turn us so that Uriah's back is towards where Four is, and I have a nice view from over his shoulder.

At one point Four meets my gaze, furrowing his eyebrows and quickly turning back to his conversation. Great, now he probably thinks I blew him off to hang out with Uriah all night.

The song finally comes to an end and I make up an excuse to leave Uriah. I think I've done more lying tonight than in my entire life.

I look back to the group of football players only to see that Four is no longer there. Does he think this is some game of hide-and-seek? I start walking and keeping an eye out for him, but with no luck I give up and decide to walk away from the blaring music from the courtyard and find a spot to sit in the bleachers by the track.

It's finally getting dark out, and I can faintly see the lights on the stage from the other side of the building. Sighing, I close my eyes and rest my elbows on my legs and my head in my hands.

"There you are," A deep voice fills my ears.

I open up my eyes to see the camo painted boy climbing the stairs of the bleachers.

"I could say the same to you." He takes a seat beside me mimicking my previous state.

He takes a deep breath, "I thought you were avoiding me." I look turn my head in his direction.

"I wasn't avoiding you. In fact I was doing the opposite, but every time I found you, you seemed to disappear moments later." Four lifts his head out of his hands and turns towards me.

"I thought you were going to hang out with Uriah and Christina all night, so I went to talk to my team." I was right.

I chuckle at my confirmed suspicion, "No, I was trying to go see you. But every time I saw you, either one of them got in the way."

He frowns and creases his forehead, "Is that why you were dancing with him?"

"That, and you looked busy so I didn't want to disturb you." I say placing my hands on the seat and leaning back.

He shakes his head while smiling, "Believe me, I was praying you would come over and drag me out of that conversation."

"It was that bad?"

He shrugs, "I don't enjoy talking to the same people for long periods of time."

I raise my eyebrows, "You talk to me all the time,"

He smirks and places his hand over mine, "Maybe I enjoy talking to you,"

I don't know whether it's what he just said or that his hand is resting over mine, but it feels like my heart is about to pound out of my chest.

We continue to stare into each other eyes and if I'm not delusional I swear Four's leaning his face towards mine.

"Uriah I found them!" We both jump back startled at the high-pitched scream. I look down to see Christina waving Uriah over to where she is.

"We thought you two buzz kills went inside for the night! Now come down, the dance off is about to start!" She grabs Uriah's arm and starts to run back in the directions of the courtyard.

Four scratches the back of his neck, "We should probably go join them before they do something else,"

I nod, "Yeah you're probably right."

We both stand and start to descend the stairs. As we're walking I can't stop replaying the last few scenarios that just occurred.

Four was going to kiss me.

And I was going to let him.

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Wooo! FourTris is developing! I'm sorry this chapter is a but shorter than usual, but I'll make up for it in the next few ones.

R&R!