So ive only been a freshman for two quarters but is it okay to say I hate high school? Because I do. A lot. Also the mean pretty popular bitchy girl in my grade started reading divergent. Im not sure how I feel about it. What if she starts talking about it in class? Like how will I not punch her? Ive had a pretty crappy day today. Wanna review to make it better? Did that sound too thirsty?

I wake up that morning with a smile on my face. I feel genuinely happy for someone who was nearly sexually harassed and called fat no less than 10 hours ago. Maybe it's Jared's assholeness, or Four's kindness, but I decide that today will be a good day. I'm glad I feel this way. I've been in a grouchy funk lately.

I decide to be bold when I pull out all the clothes I got after initiation. Points are very tempting and I couldn't help but splurge when I first got them. I dress in ripped shorts, sheer tights, laced boots and a tight, long sleeved shirt. I put my hair down in its natural waves instead of tying it in my typical pony tail. I know today will be a good day. Part of having a good day, is having a good attitude. That's why I bring Christina a small coffee.

"Tris! You look fine as hell! Hot damn!" She looks astonished; like it's not possible that I could actually properly dress myself.

"Who are you trying to look good for?" She asks, expecting a legitimate answer.

"Myself."

"Are you sure? Are you sure it isn't for someone tall, handsome, maybe has a number for a name?"

"Who? Four? No way. We might be friends but that's it."

"Why? Give me one good reason as to why you two can't fuck each other."

To be honest, I can't. Or I just don't want to.

"He's older."

"Yes, that two year age gap is really insurmountable isn't it?"

"He's my co-worker."

"Oh yes, you two train initiates together which will be over in a week."

She's so stubborn. "Listen Chris, I have to go. We will not be discussing this later." She laughs as I slam her door. I walk to the fear landscape room.

Four P.O.V

I walk to the fear landscape room half an hour early. I didn't bother telling Tris we had to come early to set up. She looked so tired last night and after the events of her date, she needed sleep. God do I hate Jared.

"Hey, Four." A high pitched voice says. Lauren. "Hey," I say brusquely. I usually try to be nice to her but everything has been awkward between us for almost three years.

There's really nothing wrong with her. She's beautiful but mostly from the makeup and body implants. She's also nice but that's mostly from the fake sweetness and seductive voice. She's harmless, but she's not my type. I don't really have a type.

"Jared told me what happened last night and I'm sorry you had to be in that situation because of me." Technically it was because of Tris.

"I've changed Four, I really have. I guess I'm asking for you to take me back." I'm surprised by this especially because I never "took" her in the first place. All that happened that night was making out at a party and going back to her room. We also talked for an hour. I thought she was attractive but I never had feelings for her or anything. I've never had real feelings for anyone. It's hard to love someone when you've never been loved.

"Lauren." She comes closer, standing parallel to me, no less than an inch away. She unbuttons her shirt half way. What the hell is she thinking?

"Let's start off where we left off." She kisses me. I can't push her off, I'd hurt her, crush her to pieces. I kiss back reluctantly. She repulsively and aggressively shoves her tongue in my mouth. It doesn't taste good. She puts her hands in my shirt and it feels excruciating when her giant cat claws scratch my chest. What is even the purpose of having nails this long?! She pushes me on the bench and tries to get on top of me. This is just getting out of hand. That's when my savior comes. Someone opens the door and lets out a shriek. Tris? Of course it's Tris, she's supposed to be here. I look at her. She has a mix of emotions on her face. I don't blame her; my current position is pretty disturbing. She looks at me flabbergasted. She looks different. She looks…hot. The thought is so provocative considering the state I am in.

Dazed and wobbly, she stumbles out of the room. She tries to leave through the door but walks into the wall. She leaves while tripping and muttering something. I am frozen until I quickly fix my shirt and chase after her, Lauren following close behind.

She is outside the door, leaning against the wall.

"Bye, Four. We should do that again. Sorry Tris, I didn't mean to intrude on your work. It seems you took my spot, I had the same job last year. Four was a great partner to…work with." Lauren walks away with that. Tris looks enraged.

"Look Tris, that was uncalled for. I'm sorry."

"You apologize too much. I'm sorry for walking in on you."

"No, uh, I'm actually grateful for that."

"What? Why?"

"I don't actually like her. I just don't want to reject her and hurt her. She's really sensitive even though it doesn't seem like it."

"That makes no sense. You have to tell her eventually."

"I know but she usually only wants what she can't have. She'll get bored and move one."

"If you say so." She starts laughing and I give her a confused look.

"She really went at you, didn't she? You look like shit."