Tris had been sitting in the bathroom for at least an hour.

Her hair had dried, her bottom hurt from sitting on the floor for too long, but she couldn't figure out what to do. She was so confused.

She clenches her jaw and slowly gets up, her muscles protesting.

Just walk out, grab your phone, and sit on your bed. She tells herself.

Tris takes a deep breath, then walks out the door while grabbing her phone from the kitchen counter next to the chocolate cake she'd received by Tori a bit earlier.

As she's hopping onto her bed, she notices that Four isn't staring at her at all. In fact, he didn't even realize she had walked out of the bathroom.

Four is sitting on his bed leaning against the headboard, with earphones plugged in and his head nodding slowly to music or God knows what.

His eyes are closed, which make his eyelashes seem darker and longer than they usually are.

Sometimes, his eyes looked too pretty to be for a boy, but it was all balanced out with his usual personality.

Tris shakes her head. God, just stop. Please do something other than checking him out.

Tris sighs and unlocks her phone. There were a few messages sent about several minutes ago, from Uriah, Marlene... And Lynn.

URIAH- Come to our room! We have something planned out!

MARLENE- TRIS! Are you bored or not doing anything? Cuz we thought of a real good idea, come on!

LYNN- I'd appreciate it if you came already, Uriah and Marlene won't start until you come. SO COME.

Tris sort of winces at Lynn's text. She can literally feel her cold voice demanding her to come. This must be important if Lynn is interested.

Tris slips on her gladiator sandals and heads for the door, then pauses.

She had to tell Four where she was going.

But she really didn't want to.

She slowly walks toward Four while stuffing her room key into her back pocket. When she's reached his bed, she conflicts last-minute whether she should honestly tell him or not.

She sighs. If she didn't tell him, their situation would be worse. It's not like he was already upset with her.

But she was upset with him as well?

Tris pulls his right earphone out, and when Four realizes there's no sound from that direction, he opens one eye to find Tris all dressed up and staring at him intently.

"Yeah?" He mumbles.

Tris glances at the door, then back at him, suddenly trying to keep her cool.

"I'm seeking for permission to walk out of the damn door. Am I allowed to or will you reject my request because it's hella dangerous for me to leave?" She asks, purposely emphasizing the point that she wasn't quite fond with the idea of always having to tell him where she was going.

It's when Four realizes her frustration that he pulls his other earphone out and sighs. "You know, I didn't mean it like that, I'm not restricting you or acting like a total possessive ass. I'm just saying, I'd rather have you in person tell me that you're leaving the room rather than a bottle of ketchup."

Tris bites the inside of her cheek. She did not want to smile. She wanted him to feel her frustration, but he was deflecting it easily.

Tris rolls her eyes. "Well, okay, I'm leaving the room. I don't know how long, but maybe for a bit. Don't make a big deal if I take long, I'll be with 3 other people. And if I run into trouble, believe me when I say I know how to handle it."

Four gets up after glancing at his phone. "That's fine, I'm also leaving, Zeke is calling me to his room. Don't run into any trouble."

With that, he shoves his shoes on and walks out the door.

Tris snorts and walks out the door as well. Did he not listen to a word I said about trouble or what?

"So what's up?" Tris asks as Uriah opens his door and grins at her.

"Well, we were going through the fridge and found a muffin. So I remembered that Zeke had a plastic-pellet gun with him before we were all kidnapped-"

"-I told Uriah that I bet he couldn't shoot the muffin off my head from at least 100 feet away. And he said he could. But the thing is, I'm not allowed to flinch." Marlene interrupts.

"Basically, We now have to get the gun, and go in the cafeteria to shoot the muffin off of Marlene's head. But Uriah wanted to do it with you. And now that you're here, let's get a move on." Lynn concludes.

Tris stops Lynn from walking out of the door and shuts it closed. "Wait, the thing is, Zeke and Shauna are awake-"

"-So? Uriah can handle it."

"-But with Four." Tris finishes.

Uriah's eyes widen. "Are you kidding me? Shit! Zeke and Four together with me getting the pellet gun? Oh God!"

Tris rakes a hand through her hair. "We need a distraction though. Long enough that Uriah can slip in, and slip out."

Everyone looks at Tris.

Realization hits her. "No freaking way! That's so unfair!"

"But you're the only one that's basically been in all of our rooms. Just make some food again or whatever that's worthy of getting them out."

Tris sighs, feeling outnumbered and defeated. "Well... I have one idea. But I'm not sure if it'll work-"

"Of course it will. You've been the most successful one here, Tris. Just... Everyone from the other team hates you... but that's fine! Just do what ya gotta do." Lynn tries to reassure.

Tris rolls her eyes. "Okay, alright, whatever, but we have to stop by my room again."

-.-.-.-.-.-

Tris takes a deep breath as Marlene knocks on the door, the taste of an absolute delectable still lingering in her mouth.

A few seconds later, Zeke opens the door, laughing a bit from something that was probably said earlier.

"Oh, hey Tris... And I think Marlene and Lynn?" He guesses.

We all nod.

Tris chuckles a bit. "Okay, um, you have got to taste this. It's freaking incredible!"

Marlene nods. "It's so good, I swear! You have gotta try this! Everyone does! Is anyone else in the room with you?"

Zeke nods while trying to look at the white box Tris is carrying. "Um. Yeah. Four and Shauna?"

Lynn shakes her head. "Tell them to come out here. We wanna see your reactions."

Zeke narrows his eyes, and Tris slowly opens the box, knowing he isn't convinced.

"Close your eyes and smell." She whispers while holding the box near Zeke's nose.

Zeke takes a sniff and his eyes shoot open. "Holy mother of-"

Tris slams the box shut. "Nope. Ya can't see it."

Zeke groans. "Guys come out here."

Both Four and Shauna slowly walk out of the room. The moment they do, Uriah slips in.

"Yeah?" Shauna asks.

Four meets Tris's gaze. "What's going on?" He asks, his eyes narrowing.

Tris rolls her eyes. "Um. You guys are about to experience heaven. Now close your eyes."

They all cautiously do. Marlene, Lynn, and Tris all get a spoonful of the chocolate cake that Tori had bought earlier.

"Open your mouths." Lynn commands.

They awkwardly do, and Tris puts the spoon full of chocolate cake into Four's mouth. As do Marlene and Lynn with Zeke and Shauna.

"Now chew." Marlene says, a bit loudly, because Uriah trips over something on the floor.

But no one notices, because they all are literally doubling over from the heavenly taste.

Finally, just before they open their eyes, Uriah slips out of the room and stuffs the pellet gun into the back of his shirt.

Oh my God, is it seriously possible for something to be in slow-motion? Tris thinks, suddenly relieved that Uriah got out.

"What the hell?! That is amazing! Where'd you get that, Tris?!" Zeke asks.

Tris chuckles. "Um. Tori gave it to me. Kinda like a present because I gave her breakfast."

Shauna groans. "Damn. Can I have more?"

Tris laughs. "Um, yeah. That's exactly why we stopped by, we wanted you guys to have it."

Zeke and Shauna both grab the box out of her hands and run back in the room.

Four crosses his arms. "You weren't primarily here to give that cake. What's up?"

"Nothing. Why? I was just giving the cake it was a bit too sweet and overwhelming for us so we decided to come here and give it to you guys because there were 3 of you here... And yeah." Tris answers while crossing her fingers behind her back.

Four sighs. "Tris, you're a horrible liar."

Tris tenses as he raises his eyebrows. "Um, What the heck? No."

Her face is full of try-hard innocence and cuteness as she tries to convince him that her only purpose of coming was for the cake.

His hard expression suddenly softens at her effort, and slowly smiles while chuckling lightly. "You were basically ranting and you look nervous."

She opens her mouth to answer but he turns around and begins walking toward the room.

Tris winces as she hears the door shut closed.

"What the hell? How'd he do that? Zeke and Shauna didn't even suspect that you were lying, but he did?" Uriah asks. "And why's he acting like that? He usually has a playful attitude."

Tris sighs. "We're not in the best of terms."

Lynn shivers. "Damn, he was giving you the cold shoulder."

Marlene shakes her head. "No, more like he just became more serious than usual. Like, a terrible mood swing. What'd you do, Tris?"

Tris groans. "Can we forget about that and do what we came here to do?"

"Oh yeah! You got the pellet gun, right?" Marlene asks.

Uriah and Marlene both start a jog toward the cafeteria with Lynn and Tris walking casually behind.

"They're both really immature." Lynn sighs.

Tris chuckles. "That's what's nice about them, they're the people that light up this damn hell."

"Couldn't have said it better myself." Lynn laughs, impressed.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Tris and Lynn are currently sitting on Team B's black table while watching Marlene and Uriah try to measure 100 feet.

"No! That seems too close to be 100 feet! That looks like 70 feet!" Marlene argues.

Uriah groans. "Well, you're not doing so good either! Your assumption was around 150 feet!"

Lynn laughs loudly. "You two are so amusing to watch."

Marlene rolls her eyes. "Then instead of watching us, why don't you show us where we should stand, smart-ass?"

Lynn smirks and jumps off the table, slightly shaking it. "Smart-ass indeed. Your 100 feet starts here," she starts from the wall in the back. "And until here." while heading over all the way to Team A's blue table.

Uriah smirks triumphantly. "I was closer to that, Marlene."

"Apparently not close enough." Tris interrupts, "Now will you get a move on before we're caught?"

They both quickly get into position and Marlene carefully balances the chocolate chip muffin onto her head, while leaning against the wall.

Uriah stands with his feet apart, and positions the plastic gun toward the muffin.

"Alright, Marlene. 3..2..-"

"No! Wait, wait, wait!" Marlene interrupts.

Uriah holds his position as Marlene reaches up for the muffin, and peels off a piece.

After popping it in her mouth, she smiles and balances it onto her head again. "Mffkay. Ready!" she calls with a thumbs up.

The sound of a door opening sounds, but no one hears.

After Uriah counts down, he pulls the trigger and there's a short 'pop' noise.

Tris smiles as the muffin falls off Marlene's head, with her maintaining a still posture. She didn't flinch.

Everyone jumps at the sudden new voice filling the room.

"What are you guys doing?" Shauna asks while heading toward them.

Tris looks at Shauna, then behind her to see Zeke and Four.

"Shooting a muffin off Marlene's head." Uriah answers while trying to hide the pellet gun.

Zeke's eyes widen. "You idiot! Where the hell did you get this?"

Uriah shrugs. "Your room."

"But we were there the whole freaking time!"

Four chuckles. "Do you not remember the 'cake' incident?"

Zeke looks over at Tris. "You were a part of this."

Tris shrugs and laughs a bit guiltily. "Er.. At least the cake actually tasted good?"

Zeke rolls his eyes as Lynn bursts out laughing. "We're so smart." She sighs while wiping an imaginary tear.

Uriah lets out a girly scream as Zeke runs toward him while yelling, "Get back here and gimme the gun you idiot!"

After Zeke gets Uriah into a headlock, Shauna yawns. "We should get going now."

Everyone files out of the cafeteria door.

The only ones left are now Tris, Lynn, and Four who's holding the door open.

Lynn easily walks out of the room, but Tris bites the inside of her cheek as she tries to brush past Four. Instead, he catches her wrist and gently pulls her back.

Tris pauses when she's beside him. "What?"

Four lets go of her wrist and starts walking again, with Tris falling in step. "I just needed to talk to you."

Tris frowns and shakes her head, "Can you do your 'talk' later when no one else is in a hearing distance?"

Four sighs and opens his mouth to reply when he is interrupted by a certain tough female voice.

"Um. Tris? Can you kinda walk with me till I get to my room?"

Tris glances at Four, then quickly walks ahead until she's beside Lynn. "Sure."

As Tris walks, she can feel Four following close behind. Every once in a while when they'd all turn a corner, his hand would brush against hers and she'd feel a short, pleasurable warmth spread through her arm.

Finally, they reach a door and Lynn curses. "Shit, I forgot my room key."

Tris chuckles. "I mean, you have Al as your roommate, right? He's pretty nice. I'm sure he'll open the door within a few seconds."

Sure enough, Al opens the door after Lynn uses her knuckles to literally pound on it.

Before Al can say anything, Lynn gives Tris a quick smile, then quickly slips into the room.

Al looks from Lynn to Tris again. "Oh, hey Tris!"

Tris glances at Four who's bouncing on his heels, probably waiting to talk to Tris privately already.

"Hey, Al. Just stopping by for Lynn. We'll get going n-"

Al gives her a sort of upset look, but then his face changes for a second into something else that creeps her out.

"-Oh, can you stay? And.. With him also if you want-" He tells Tris while gesturing toward Four.

Tris makes a apologetic face and shrugs. "Um. I'm so sorry, but I didn't sleep that much, and I kinda wanted to rest, is that fine?"

Apparently, he doesn't think my lying skills are horrible, that's so fortunate right now. Tris concludes to herself as Al tells her that he understands, then closes the door.

Tris shivers, trying to get the image of his eerie and disturbing expression out of her mind. It was only for a second, but she noticed it as easy as spotting the sun in the morning. She quickly starts walking away from the door as fast as possible, wanting to get away.

As soon as she's past the corner, she resumes her normal pace. After catching up, Four looks at her oddly, almost concerned. "Did something happen?"

Tris shakes her head a bit too quickly. "Nah, I'm fine."

Four surveys her, knowing very well that she means the opposite, but he lets it brush past.

Four sighs and rubs the back of his neck. "Okay, well, you know, I'm sorry if I'm kinda being a jerk? I'm just trying to think out everything that's confusing right now."

Tris rolls her eyes. "Yeah, well, so am I, but I'm not giving you a hard time."

Four lets out a breath and glances over at her. "I'm sorry. I'm usually not like this."

"Yeah, I know." Tris answers sourly.

She glimpses over at Four and sees him flinch slightly.

Well, at least he knows how I felt a bit earlier. Tris supposes.

Four lets out a deep breath again. "Okay. I'm... Usually... Never in a situation like this... So... I don't know-"

"-It's quite easy," Tris interrupts. "I mean, to start yourself off, how about a proper apology?"

Four rubs at the back of his neck.. "Well, I'm sorry I've been quite rude with you even though you don't deserve it?"

Tris smiles. "Well, first of all, apology accepted. Second," She leans close to his ear. "Quit being an absolute block-headed dick."

Four rolls his eyes with a hint of a smile as Tris returns to her position while laughing quietly, her mood a bit better.

"So... Are we fine now?" He asks anxiously.

Tris smirks as she unlocks their room with her key, "Well... Maybe. Not quite."

Tris flops onto her bed as Four shuts the door behind them and heads over to sit in front of her.

"Okay, what can I do to make it up to you, Princess?" He asks, a teeny bit desperately.

Tris folds her arms behind her head. "Um. What's your favorite color?"

She smiles as he stares at her weirdly.

If I want to get any closer, I need to know the basics. Tris supposes to herself, recalling her freak-out session in the bathroom before she had stayed in there for an hour.

"Well, it was originally blue, but it's messed up now because it's Team A's color. So I guess my current favorite color is black." Four declares.

Tris shrugs. "Same. Blue is a messed up color for me as well, though I loved it before."

Four leans forward against his knees. "Anything else?"

Tris nods while trying to stifle laughter. "Yeah, what's your favorite candy?"

Four raises his eyebrows. "Are you seriously asking me-"

"-Do you want to make it up to me or not?" Tris interrupts.

"Okay. Sheez. Well, I guess I like... Sour-patch gummies?" Four answers.

Tris nods. "Okay, and what do you do as a hobby?"

Four smiles slowly. "This'll kinda sound weird to you."

"Shoot." Tris responds, not caring.

"I like to practice throwing knives and hand-combat."

Tris nods. "Well, the hand-combat isn't creepy... The knives however, now that's getting me concerned."

Four chuckles while crossing his legs and resting a hand on his chin. "Nah, don't worry. I'd never hurt you, Princess."

Tris nods while stretching out her feet and blowing out a deep breath.

Instinctively, Four begins unzipping her gladiator sandals and setting them aside.

"You didn't have to do that." Tris tells him as he takes her feet and sets them onto his legs.

Four simply shakes his head, brushing her statement off. "So, any other questions?"

Tris suddenly pushes herself up, remembering something that was on her mind, but just never got to say. "Yeah. One question."

Four nods, waiting for her to continue.

"Well... Why aren't any of us trying to escape? I feel like we all just... Gave up." Tris asks him quietly.

Four looks at the screen reading, Time Left Until Next Mini Game: 12:05:36, then looks back at Tris again.

"The thing is, none of us did, if we all gave up, we wouldn't even be alive right now."

Tris flops back onto the bed again. "I know, but why aren't we planning anything? Why are we all just... Sitting... And... I don't know how to explain it."

Four glances at her feet resting on his lap. "Yeah, I know what you're saying. You had it all written on your face the first day we got here."

Tris's eyebrows furrow. "Wait. What?"

Four looks up at her again. "You don't like being oblivious to the serious situation at hand. I knew the look that you were giving, the one you gave to Uriah when he first started talking to you."

Tris is flustered. She doesn't know if she should feel thankful that he gets her, flattered that he noticed her within the first day, or just plain creeped out that he could easily read her emotions, one of them including lying.

And that just makes Tris wonder all over again, was she going too fast? She knew she needed to be slow with Four, but how slow? She was so attracted to him that it was impossible!

Four exhales. "What's going on in that clever mind of yours?"

Tris snaps back into reality, then shakes her head. "I don't know. I honestly don't know."

Four shifts his position and Tris pulls her feet back. "Four?"

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever been in a relationship?"

It was probably the most stupidest question she could ask, but she needed to set some type of limit.

Four shrugs. "Not really. I was really open with everybody, but I never got into a serious relationship, I wanted it to be special."

Tris nods. So he's never had experience dating someone, but he knows how to act around girls.

Four scratches at his arm. "Why'd ya ask?"

"No reason." She answers while yawning a bit.

"Jesus Christ, Tris. Do you not sleep or what? You're always tired." Four asks somewhat playfully, but a bit concerned.

Tris lies down while pulling the blanket onto herself. "Well, at least being tired is better than being dirty."

Four snorts. "Oh, I see. You think I'm dirty, though you always hog the bathroom to yourself. How will I clean if you're always there?"

Tris smirks and stretches a bit. "Whatever."

Four rolls his eyes and walks over to his drawer to get a new set of clothing.

"Oh! You're gonna take a shower for real?" Tris asks, surprised.

Four shrugs. "Well, if a Princess hints something like that to you, you do it."

"I'm not a Princess."

Four ignores her statement while entering the bathroom.

"And Tris?"

"Yep?"

"I didn't forget about what happened before we were interrupted by Tori. And we're talking about that later." He informs her faintly before closing the door.

Now she knew how he felt whenever she walked into the bathroom at the most important and suspenseful of times.

Because one of the worst parts of life is waiting for something that you really want to know about.

And everyone knows that if you're doing nothing, time is the slowest.

A/N- Okay guys! There's just half a day left before the next mini-game! SO I think we all know what'll be up next chapter...

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