Author's Note: I finished my homework so it's DRUM ROLL PLEASE URIAH

Uriah: Drum roll

Me: FANFICTION TIME!

Uriah: Can I be in this chapter, please?

Me: of course, I'm sorry Uriah

Uriah: It's okay. Also, you don't own me or my pansy cake brother, right?

Me: That's right. Veronica Roth does.

PS Shout out to BonnieSilver888 for their ideas for new male character.

Tris P.O.V

I felt a single hot tear run down my cheek as I rode back to the compound. I don't know why I acted the way I did. Maybe because Four totally blindsided my with the whole 'I Love You thing'. I mean we just started dating last night. I have liked him for a long time, and he is all I think about, but can that be love? I just don't know. Also, my dad was right there. I haven't seen him in over a year, and when I do I have tattoos, I'm showing a lot of skin, and I am kissing a half-naked Dauntless boy!

When I see the compound come into view, I jump from the train. I walk through the pit with my head down, just wanting to get to my apartment. Suddenly, I slam into a wall. Wait, not a wall, a very, very muscular chest. When I look up, it is almost like I am staring into my own eyes. This boy has blue-grey eyes just like me. On me they are dull and boring, Abnegation grey, but on him they are stormy and captivating, Like Four's my mind says, and I feel more hot tears escape my eyes.

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? I didn't see you, I was uh I'm stupid. Are you okay?" he asked in a warm, velvety voice.

"yeah, I was just upset about something. Anyways, I'm Tris," I said sticking my hand out to shake, a Dauntless gesture. I think the mysterious boy is about to hit me when he raises his hand to my cheek. But then he lightly brushes the drying tears from my cheeks and lowers his voice.

"I hate to see beautiful girls cry. I'm Augustus Devon," he replied taking my hand in his own soft, warm one. Despite myself, I start genuinely smiling.

"Nice to meet you Augustus," I say.

"Well, do you know what I do when asshole guys make me cry?" he said in a joking tone with a gorgeous smile.

"what?" I say laughing. "Wait, how did you know it was a guy?" I ask

"Lucky guess, you don't look like the kind of girl to cry over being called name, so the guy must have done something pretty bad, maybe embarrassing. Anyways, I get ice cream," he says, smiling warmly, and slings a friendly arm over my shoulder.

"Are you asking me to get ice cream," I ask. He drops his arm and looks nervous.

"I'm sorry, you probably have a boyfriend. I don't want to mess with that. I- I'll just leave you alone," he stutters, starting to walk away. I laugh at him. He is so cute.

"Nope, and I would love to get ice cream with you," I say walking up to him.

"Great, let's go!" he says like a little boy. He returns his arm to my shoulders and we walk off toward the ice cream shop. As I turn, I think I see Four, but I brush off the feeling and keep walking with Augustus.

Four P.O.V

I jump from the train pair foot, I didn't even bother to listen to Zeke and put my clothes back on. I was pacing the entire ride. Zeke kept saying he was sorry and Uriah kept calling me a pansy cake for accepting the dare, but I didn't listen to anything. I had to get to Tris.

When I run into the pit, I get catcalls and whistles from a dozen Dauntless girls, considering I am in my underwear. I suddenly stop ahead of blond hair and rush over to it. Suddenly I caught sight of some guy. A handsome guy with his arm around her. I get the urge to rip it off and beat him do death with it. As I am about to walk up, I feel Zeke and Uriah's hands clamp around my arms.

"If you beat the Dauntless cake you of the guy, Tris won't be any happier," Uriah tells me as I try to free my arms. Upon hearing this I stop struggling.

"Go put on some freaking clothes, I'll follow them," Uriah says releasing me and walking over to where Tris disappeared with the guy. Zeke just stared at me sympathetically before following Uriah.

I ran to my apartment and changed into a v- neck t shirt that showed off my abundant muscles and a pair of jeans. I walked back out to the Pit. I felt anger, not toward my Tris, but at myself. I took that dare. At Zeke, he gave me the dare. At the guy, but he could just be a friend with Tris, like Will or Uriah.

That is what kept me calm as I walked to Christina. When she opened the door, I got to the point, without even a greeting.

"I need your help,"

"With what Four," she sounded angry. Probably at me, I did make her best friend upset.

"I need to get Tris back,"

"I know what you have to do,"

Author's note: Sorry for the small cliffy. Maybe I will update again tonight. I hope you don't mind I'm putting off truth or dare for some Fourtris drama.

Uriah: I MIND!

Me: Why? You were in this chapter, you pansy cake. I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

Uriah: I was in here for a minute. The readers want more of my sexiness! Also, I am NO pansy cake. Four is the pansy cake!

Me: You take that back, Four is going to fix things.

Uriah: NEVER! He hurt Trissy

Me: Take it back or you won't be in the next chapter * scolding, hands on hips*

Uriah: FINE! 'tapansycake.

Me: Thank you *smiles triumphantly*