Hey sorry I haven't been on in a while I've been finishing up school so hopefully I'll be able to post more.

Chapter 3 (Four's POV)

We grab our lunches and head over to the table with my friends. I have feeling that Tris will love them and they will ove her. Damn she look so familiar where do I know her from. Oh… Shit! I know where. I got to get her alone to tell, I don't think that she would appreciate if I told her in front of everybody.

Chapter 3 (Tris's POV)

Okay they are all looking at me, that's a good sign right? Shit this is really weird.

"Hi, your Tris right? I'm Zeke." says the boy at the right end of the table, " This is Marlene, Will, Shauna, and my idiot brother Uriah." The guy named Uriah flips him of but other than that they wave at me.

"Who the fuck is this, Four?" a girl's voice says from behind.

"Well if it isn't a bitch if I had heard one. How are you doing, Lauren, my favorite whore!" retorts Four. "And for the record we were never together, there was nothing going on between us. Oh right, this is Tris."

I just stand there and wave when I hear my name. "Hey you wanna sit down." Uriah says so I can only hear it.

"Sure. Who's that?" I look back at Four and Lauren who is still trying to convince him that they were a thing. I wonder if this is one of his ex-girlfriends or one of his past hookups? Man I wish that I was his girlfriend.

"That's Lauren. She is the school slut. She is obsessed with Four. She thinks that they are a thing because he is the hottest guy and she is the "hottest" girl at the school. They didn't even hook up or anything. Damn, she is a psycho." The guy that I'm pretty sure is Will says.

"Listen Lauren. I never liked you. I don't know where you are getting the idea that we were ever together but I will say that I will NEVER like you. Besides I like sombody else already. So you can go fuck yourself now. Buh bye!" A round of applause is given by the table and I just sit there in shock. Wow!

The guys get up and clap Four onn the back, and just as I'm about to eat some of my mac and cheese, I hear this god-fucking-awful scream and I know that scream belongs to one of my favorite people in the world, Christina.

"Tris, your finally here! OMG, so you met the gang already, perfect. Now we're going to have to design a schedule for the National and school volleyball practices. I here that try outs are today. And I know that you are going to make it on the team no doubt." She says a little to loud for comfort.

"Chris, pipe down I'm trying to keep my status on the National team quiet so I can be on the school team."

"Hold the fuck up! Your on the Women's National Volleyball Team!" says Shauna, the girls are looking at me like I'm some celebrity and the guys all have their jaws dropped to the floor.

"Thanks for telling the whole fucking school. Chris! Now I won't be able to play high school ball." I hang my head because I just want to play normal ball in high school and take my team to State. Fuck you Christina.

"We promise we won't tell anybody Tris. It's our secret." says Four who is now sitting beside me. Wow when did you get here?

"Thanks that means a lot to me."

"Wanna get out of here?" he whispers in my ear.

"Sure. Where to?" I whisper back, slightly blushing.

"It's a secret." And with that we were running down the halls, towards the football field.

"Okay, superstar. Who are you really, because you look really familiar to me. Don't try to lie to me because I can tell when your lying."

Shit! He's on to me. "Okay you caught me. Where do you want me to start?"

"Anywhere is fine."

"Okay. My name is Beatrice Prior. I'm 18 years old and I'm captain of the USA Women's National Volleyball team. I moved backed to Chicago when I was 8 and I've been here ever since."

"Okay you just confirmed my hunch that I know you." he says with a small smirk, "But I'm not sure that you remember me."

"Where do you know me from if I remember that then maybe I can remember."

"We used to live in the same neighborhood and we would play outside on your lawn."

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! "Are you…. Is it really you?" I stutter trying to speak but my voice is failing me.

"Hello Beatrice." his grin steadily grow in to a smile, "I prefer that you don't call me by my name when we're with our friends."

"Tobias," my eyes are starting to form tears of joy because this was my bestfriend. Back in middle school, we used to walk home together and we were inseparable. Then one day he moved away from my old nieghborhood and I never saw him again till now.

"I know you have so many question about why I left but now is not the time to answer them. Okay?"

"Okay," I wipe away the few tears that I have shed and try to compose myself. "Let's go to class."