Tris' PoV

After a few hours of sitting I groan.

"Okay this is ridiculous. I need to stand up."

I slowly lift myself from the bed putting most of my weight on my good foot.

"Whoa Tris!" Christina yells coming up beside me. "I don't think that's the best idea."

"Well I do," I say, putting an arm over her shoulders to help support myself. "I'm getting sore from sitting so long and I want to do something.

"You know Tris is right," Uriah says. "We can't just sit here. Eventually we'll run out of food and water and then where will we be?"

"Come on," Zeke says. "The hurricane can't last that long."

Marlene sighs. "At least we're safe."

And that's when we hear it.

"Help!" Someone yells outside. "Somebody help!"

"Should we…" Zeke starts.

"I mean we probably…" Uriah continues.

"Well what if they…" Shauna starts.

"Oh just open the damn hatch!" I yell. Zeke nods and unclips the hatch then throws it open.

"Hey!" He yells. "Over here!"

Within seconds four people are climbing into our shelter. It's none other than Peter, Drew, Al and some girls.

"We almost died!" Peter yells.

"No really?" Chris says sarcastically. "We thought you were screaming for help because you felt like it."

Peter rolls his eyes.

"Who's your friends?" Four asks, gesturing to the girls.

"This is Molly and Lauren," Peter says.

"Well since your new, I'm Zeke," Zeke says.

"Uriah."

"Will."

"Shauna."

"Marlene."

"Christina."

"Tris."

"Four."

All the guys have their arms around their girlfriends and me and Four are sitting on the floor. I got tired of standing on one foot.

"So I guess you guys are dating since you're the ones left?" Lauren asks gesturing to Four and Me.

"No actually," I say. "And if we were why would it be your business?"

"Just wanted to know if the hot guy was single," She says. "I mean I'm not surprised you guys aren't. I mean, look at him and look at you." I frown. "Oh come on! He's hot and you're… not," She says. "You're short and small and look like a twelve year old."

I feel tears burn the back of my eyes as they all start laughing and I bite my lip.

"Hey!" Uri says. "You guys need to shut up! We pretty much saved your lives and you come in here making fun of Tris without even giving us a thank you?"

"Guys whatever," I whisper. "It doesn't matter."

"Yeah it does!" Chris says. "They are showing you no respect!"

I shrug. "I don't give a damn what they think actually."

Peter narrows his eyes at me. "Really? You don't?"

I shake my head. "I think you're just a weak boy who couldn't even find his own shelter," I say standing up.

Before I can even process what's going on he rushes forward and punches me in the jaw. My head slams against the wall and I see someone pull him off of me. When my head clears I see Four fighting Peter and Zke kicking Drew. I wonder what Drew did.

"Stop!" I yell.

Everyone is so shocked at my yelling that they freeze and turn to me.

"Look," I say. "We're all going to be stuck here for a while so we might as well try to get along."

Four sighs and comes over to examine my jaw. "It's going to bruise but you'll be fine," He says glaring at Peter.

"What'd Drew do?" I ask looking at Drew who is still struggling to stand.

"When Four hit Peter Drew tried to attack Four," Zeke says.

I sigh. There's no way this is going to work. Someone will attack someone else and everyone will start fighting instead of trying to figure out how to survive.

I collapse back against the wall until I hear Shauna say, "Um guys… I didn't want to say anything before but I think… um…" She lifts up her top a bit so we can see a huge cut along her ribs. It's bleeding alarmingly and I can see she's in pain.

"Shauna!" Zeke yells. "What happened?"

"I think when we were in your truck and it flipped I was thrown against the door handle and…"

"Okay someone pass me a sheet," Zeke says. Four passes him one and he rips it into strips and ties them around her middle.

He frowns at her and she nods. "I'm good. I'm okay," She says.

"No," Zeke says. "You need to rest." He helps her over to one of the beds and she lies down and is out in seconds.

"Zeke's right," Marlene says. "I think we all need to rest."

"I call a bed!" Peter yells and climbs up to one of the bunks

"Me too!" Drew yells and takes the bunk under Peter.

"I want the last one!" Al yells and climbs up to the bunk over Shauna.

Chris sighs. "I guess we get the floor."

I nod and we all grab a blanket.

"Guys we're short one blanket," Chris says.

"C'mon," I say from the corner I'm sitting in. "We can share one."

She smiles and slips under the thin blanket beside me. We had to chose between sleeping on the cement ground but under a blanket or sleeping on top of the blanket but being cold. We took option one.

Me and Chris curl up together under the blanket and I'm out like a light.

Four's PoV

I notice Tris and Christina curled up together under a thin blanket. Almost everyone's asleep except me and Zeke.

It's really cold and we're both wrapped in blankets sitting against a cold wall.

"This is horrible," I say.

"Yup," He says.

"How long do you think it'll last?"

He shrugs. "Four or five days if we're lucky."

I groan. "This sucks."

"Yup."

We're not even in warm clothes because it's summer. Shorts and Tshirts.

It's going to be a long night.