A/N: I know the last chapter was completely random. BUT. That was necessary to the plot.

Chapter 4

Four POV

"Why does school have to start again?" Eren groans. "Eren," I chide "We have only had a couple days of school. You acting like it's the middle of the year!" I roll my eyes at the pout on his face. "Suck it up." I say. The stairs have been 'fixed'. And by fixed, I mean planks on each destroyed step. But, there are still a few gaping holes in the building where the titans broke through.

Eren pushes the giant wooden doors the cafeteria, which surprisingly, was not damaged. I grab a bowl of cereal from the lunch lady and slide in next to Tris, who is eating an apple. "Hey Four." She says her mouth filled with half chewed apples. "That's attractive." I mumble. Tris swallows, and nods seriously. "I know right." I shake my head at her, laughing silently at her.

Mikasa looks up. "I can't believe its August 23, and we have only had two days of school. What a shame." She whispers. Eren puts his head in his hands. "Oh god, not you too. And you were so hot too." He cries. Mikasa looks at him. "What was that?" Eren shoots up. "Nothing Mikasa!" he shouts, a deep blush spreading on his cheeks.

I roll my eyes at my idiotic brother, and take my first bite of cereal, zoning out thinking about Tris.

Tris POV

I walk out of the cafeteria and head to my first class, Children's Aid. Even if this is one of my favorite classes, I can't help but feel a bit down. I like Four. I like, like Four. But, I know he doesn't like me back. Mikasa told me he likes me, but I know she was just trying to make me feel better. There is no way that Four would like me. Four just isn't the kind of boy to like people, he is just so mature and stoic.

I let out a sigh. "I guess I should just give up." I whisper quietly to myself.

"Hey Tris!" I hear someone scream in my ear. I stumble out of shock, and feel the cool floor hit my face. I look up, and see Christina, my roommate. "Sorry Tris, I wanted to talk, but I don't want to be late for class. Bye!" she blubbers and then runs off.

"Thanks Chris." I groan, rubbing my nose, where my face made contact with the floor. My eyes shut in pain as a dull throbbing runs through my head. I open my eyes to see an out stretched hand. I look up to see a boy with brown hair and dark green eyes. 'attractive' I think. "a beauty such as you should not be on the floor." The boy says with a smile. I take his hand, my other hand covering my cheeks, where a monster blush is raging. "Thanks…" I say allowing him to fill in his name. "Peter. My name is Peter Hayes." He says with another smile, as he pulls me to my feet.

"Thank you Peter." I say, looking down. "Of course…" he pauses as well. "Tris." I say, telling him my name. "Of course, Tris. Well I have to get to class, see you around later?" he asks. "Sure." I say lamely. He laughs heartily. "Well then, good bye for now Tris." He says, and walks away. I blush again. Maybe getting Four won't be as hard as I thought.

Four POV

I walk with Eight to Bio, when I pass a group of people. Eight wrinkles his nose in disgust. "Ugh, That's Peter and his crew. Peter, the leader is just a jerk, and those are his lackeys. That's Molly the tank. And those two are Drew and Eric. Ick." He says angrily. I nod, absorbing every word he says. All this information will allow me to fit into this school. "Hey, I'm going to get some water, I'll be right back." Eight says, and then scampers off. I sigh quietly, just standing there quietly will not be fun. That's when I hear Peter talking.

"Yeah… Her… Flat chested… Ugly as… Yep that's her… Hate her so much… I can't believe she thinks that I like her… Yeah! What a… Going to… She is going to wish… Died." I hear Peter say. My eyes widen in shock. What is he going to do to that girl?

Eight comes back, and right as he comes up he says "We need to get to class." He says. I nod, and we begin to jog to class on the erudite floor. "Eight, you will never believe what I heard Peter talking about…"

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The lunch room is packed. Eight and I walked in a bit late, and when we got there, there was barely enough room at our regular table. I slide in next to Lynn and Eight, holding a hamburger. Lynn is eating a hamburger as well, but Eight is eating a salad, "dude, why don't you eat a hamburger?" I ask. Lynn answers for him, as Eight is in the middle of taking a bite of lettuce. "Did you seriously not realize by now? He's a vegetarian idiot." She laughs. Her half shaved hair shaking as she laughs. I smile at her, Lynn might be a little edgy, but she is still a good friend.

"Hey where's Tris?" Christina pouts. "I wanted to talk to her." I shrug, now curious to see where Tris is. Marlene points with her fork to a table across the room. "She's at Peter's table." She says with disgust. "What?" Eight exclaims "My sister is not sitting with that jerk." He exclaims. "Then let's go get her." I say, beginning to stand up. But I feel Lynn and Eight grab my arms, and Christina reaches across the table and they collectively push me down. "What?" I ask.

"Four, I wasn't going to tell you, but Peter, he is… how do they say it… erm, Psychotic." Eight says awkwardly. "Huh?" I respond. "Peter liked this girl last year, her name was Myra, and her boyfriend, Edward, was super jealous. Edward and Peter got in to a fight, and let's just say, that Edward ended up with a knife in his eye…" Marlene says.

"Excuse me?" I clarify. Eight nods. "So as much as I hate her sitting with him, we will not do anything. We might hurt her in the process." He says sadly. I just nod, glaring at Peter. If he does anything to Tris, Peter might end up with a knife somewhere worse than his eye.

A/N I know extremely short. But I have to sleep. I have school tomorrow, and I was supposed to sleep an hour ago. I just felt so guilty for not updating! Also please review, if my story sucks, tell me! I will try to fix it. Want to see more of a character? Tell me. Someone wanted more Lynn, so there is more Lynn in this chapter! Plus, reviews motivate me to write more!

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~t0by