I think Tris goes kinda mental here, and another character is introduced to Tris. The drama is about to start. If you don't like it get over it. Tris will be fine. Does anyone actually read these authors notes? PM me if you have any questions.

Clary Everprior (T-star): The things Tris says here at the start remind me of Hamster. That's where the inspiration came from.

Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent.

TRIS POV

After Uriah shot a muffin off of Marlene's head, and he asked her to go out with him, she accepted. After all that, Marlene has been different, she's happy, but like, not happy, more like bubbly. She's always stealing glimpses at him, and if he ever catches her staring, she quickly looks away and blushes a deep shade of crimson. We've been standing on one side of the backyard for about half an hour now, just Marlene and I and I'm beginning to wonder where my friend went.

"Okay… What did you do with my friend?" I asked the imposter standing next to me.

"What?" She broke her stare with Uriah, to look at me confused. The sight of her puzzled face was enough to make me burst out laughing. It was a task in itself to stay straight faced.

"After you abducted her? What alien spaceship did you leave her on?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"What are you taking about Tris? I'm still the same old Marlene." She replied smiling slightly.

"THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT AN ALIEN WOULD SAY!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, throwing my arms above my head, waving them frantically. I attracted the attention of everyone in the backyard. Uriah rolled his eyes at me and resumed his staring match with Marlene.

"You go Trissy!" Zeke cheered for me.

I scanned the backyard quickly, and Four smirking, back by the barbeque, talking to someone new, someone I hadn't been introduced to yet. I debated trying to talk to Marlene, but decided that she'd much rather go and talk to Uriah.

"Go have fun Mar," I gave her a slight shove in his direction, "but be safe!"

"Hardy-ha-ha" Marlene laughed sarcastically as she made her way over to Uriah. When she had left I walked over to Four and his friend.

"Hey Tris." Four welcomed me.

"Hey Four." I replied.

"Meet my mate Al." Four gestured to the man standing by the barbeque.

"Nice to meet you." I said as I turned to face a broad shouldered man with big dark brown eyes. It was those eyes that looked so familiar.

"You too." Al answered with a slight nod of his head.

"I'm sorry, have we met before, you look familiar." I blurted out before I could stop myself.

"Not sure. I used to live in Gladstone, but moved here to Chicago a couple years ago." That's when it hit me. This was Al, my ex-boyfriend, well not even. He asked me out when I was still living in Gladstone. We were sixteen years old. I rejected him as nicely as I could, but he held a grudge, and not long after, he attacked me with two other people in an alley by my house. I remember that day all too well…

~~~~~~A COUPLE YEARS EARLIER~~~~~~

I had had a tough day that day, volunteering with my family. We were at a shelter handing out food, extra blankets, anything helpful. My family had offered to stay later, so I left, because I was staying at Christina's house that night.

I was walking down the street when I turned into a back street. It was a short cut to my house. That's when a large clamped down over my mouth, and I heard a voice I recognised whispered in my ear, "Don't make a sound little girl."

I didn't know what to do, you I followed my instincts.

In the end I think I had a broken rib or two, and I didn't look all that great, but I made my way to Christina's place. She was the only soul on the Earth I had ever told. She had cleaned me up, looked after me so well, no one even knew.

~~~~~~PRESENT TIME~~~~~~

"Maybe not then…" I tried to keep my face from giving away that I did remember who Al was, "I'm going to see if I can find Christina, I'll see you later Four." With that I spun on my heel, and walked straight back into the house. I had to focus hard on walking straight so that nobody saw I wasn't truly alright. As soon as I was out of Al's sight, I began running. Past everyone at the drinks table, past a couple of people watching the footy of TV, past everyone. After running for what felt like forever, I got to the front porch steps and sank to the floor, in tears.

"Tris?" I heard someone vaguely call, then fast footsteps coming towards me. "Tris?"

I looked up to be met with Christina's concerned face, and behind her Will's confused but kind looking face. I knew my eyes were red and my face blotchy and that Christina knew something wasn't right. The last time Christina had seen me cry was after my experience in that alley, the last time I had seen Al.

"Will, go back inside, but don't say a word to anyone!" Christina ordered Will, ushering him inside and closing the front door after him. Then she sat down next to me, took me in her arms, and let me cry until I was all cried out. When I had finished she asked, "Tris, what happened?"

At first I couldn't speak, and all that came out was a choked sob. Eventually, I managed to get out a, "A-Al."

She looked at me, not judgementally, but kindly, and keeping her voice soft, told me, "Tris, he isn't in Chicago, remember that we got a message at school one day in Gladstone, that Al had committed suicide."

It was true, one day after the attack, I was in class with Christina, and the teacher told everyone that Al had committed suicide that previous night. But he couldn't have, I mean, he was out in the backyard.

"But Chris, I saw him, I know it." I tried to explain to her.

"Tris, the person you saw must have looked like Al, he isn't here."

"Yes he is Christina!" I screamed, "He was talking to Four. I'll show you."

So I stood up and dragged Christina into the house. We peered out the door leading to the backyard and I pointed to where Four was, but he was now alone cooking at the barbeque.

"What are you doing Tris?" I heard his voice behind me.

Both Christina and I froze, like a dear in the headlights, we had been caught. We slowly turned around to be met with Al's brown eyes.

"We were just looking for someone, don't worry." I explained to him. I turned to Christina, "This is Al, Four's friend. Al, Christina, Christina, Al." I introduced.

"Nice to meet you Al, but I have to talk to Tris about something, if you'll excuse us." Christina spoke well under pressure. She was always great at lying, unlike me, whose voice would quaver, and couldn't maintain eye contact. Christina calmly linked her arm with mine and led me into the upstairs bathroom. When we entered I sat down of the closed toilet seat, and watched as Christina locked the door and stood in front of me.

"He is here…" She said more to herself rather than me.

"Are you alright Tris?" She asked.

"I don't think he knows that I remember him," I explained to her, "but I don't think I want to be here anymore."

"Okay, let's say goodbye and we can head home." She told me.

~~~~~~PAGE BREAK~~~~~~

We were out in the backyard saying goodbye to Uriah and Marlene.

"Okay, and try and find Shauna, she needs to come home eventually." I told my friend after explaining to the two of them that my and Christina were leaving.

"Will do Tris, see you later." She replied.

Lastly, Christina and I headed over to the barbeque to say goodbye to Four.

We headed over and told him we were leaving. He wanted to know why we were leaving but after sharing a look with Christina, she knew that it was a secret and that it wasn't anyone else's business. Eventually, Four dropped the subject and we headed to Christina's car.

On the drive home I apologised to Christina for ruining her day, and making her leave early.

"You didn't ruin it! Before I found you on the front steps, Will took me on a walk down the street. And guess what?"

"What?" I asked, twirling some of my hair around my finger, acting all girly just like Christina wants me to when she talks about guys.

"I kissed me!" She shrieked, "Well he kissed me, and then I kissed him!"

She told me the whole story, walking by the park, him kissing her, her kissing him back, and then him asking her out, and her saying yes. As she told me, she was beaming. She really is happy, and that makes me happy.

WILL POV

Well that was weird. Christina just pushed me inside after we found Tris crying on the front steps of our place. I wonder what's wrong.

I walked out to the backyard, heading over to Four, who was cooking the barbeque.

"Hey Four." I greeted him.

"Where are the girls?" He asked me in response.

"Out the front, well Tris and Christina are at least." I replied and then zoned out thinking about Christina.

"What happened with Christina?" He asked me.

"N-Nothing," I started but Four gave me a questioning look, "Fine, I kissed her, and then she kissed me back, so I asked her out, and she said yes!"

He laughed, "That's two down, only Zeke left."

"What?" I asked Four, confused.

"Uriah was very smooth asking out Marlene. She shot a muffin off her head, to win a bet, and then kissed her. Next thing anyone knew, he was strutting around like it would be the highlight of his life. But judging by Uriah's life so far, I don't think it will get any better than that."

"Typical Uriah…" I trailed off laughing.

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