A/N

Hi guys! I realise I haven't updated in a long time, a REALLY long time, but that's just because I'm a massive procrastinator, sorry about that! Anyways, enough with the babble, here's chapter 11!

Stumbling out the mall in laughter and frozen yoghurt in our hands, Christina was mentioning the burn book she has at home. Something she made with Marlene and how I can be part of it as well. She didn't mention Four throughout the entirety of our shopping trip and for that I am thankful, but I knew it would come up eventually, and it did.

"So, back onto the important situation"

I groan, not wanting to talk about it anymore. I sit in the passenger seat and she sits in the driver seat.

"Come on Tris, you know you'll have to talk about it eventually"

"Fine, okay. What do you want to know?"

"Well, are you going to talk to him at the party?"

"No. Absolutely not."

"Why not? He likes you and you like him"

"I am getting so sick of people saying that!" I try not to let my angry show but I fail. "He obviously doesn't! Why would he like a girl like me?"

Christina just rolls her eyes. "Tris, seriously. Snap out of it. Don't question it just go with it!"

I stay silent, not wanting to go further into the subject. Christina seems to understand this and doesn't say anything (thank GOD). She turns the engine on.

"What's your address?" she asks. She drives me back to my house in silence and it's a comfortable one. When I get close to my house, I speak up.

"Sorry, Christina, for shouting at you."

"It's fine Tris. Just relax around him and it will be fine" I nod and we slowly break into a normal conversation. We get to my house too quick and I say goodbye to Christina, dragging my bags to the front door.

"I'll be over at around 4pm tomorrow to get you ready."

"Okay, bye!" I open the front door and run of the two flights of stairs I have to get to my room, weighed down by the many shopping bags in my hand. I get to my room, dump the bags and take out my phone, slumping onto the bed.

Christina (6) messages

C- Tris? Where are u?

C- Trisssyyyyyy why arent u at lunch?

C- R u ditching the rest of the day or something?

C- R YOU WITH A BOY

C- Tris! We're waiting for uuuuu

C- Well then XD come on we're missing uu

Four (2) messages

F- Tris? Where are you.

F- We need to talk, Tris.

I sigh and plug my phone into it's charger. It seems that my phone spends most of it's time on it's charger. At least i'm not as upset as I was today at lunch. Of course, I would have loved to sit across at lunch with Four across the table, staring into his deep blue...

TRIS! Stop it. Thinking about him is not going to help.

I put in the cd for AM by Arctic Monkeys into my cd player and blast Do I Wanna Know?

I change into sweatpants and a baggy off-shoulder sweater. Wiping the make up off my face and tying my hair up in a high pony tail, I jam along to the music. With a heavy heart, I grab my homework from my bag and get started on it. I start with my French but I stop, the information dawning on me.

I need to do it with Four.

OhmyGod why. Reluctantly, I take out my phone and text him.

T- Hi, Four. Should we start on the French assignment?

I get a reply back almost instantly.

F- Yeah! Sure, of course. We could do it over Skype? My username is - Four.E

Taking my laptop out and opening up skype, I add him and he accepts it really quickly. Four requests to call and, turning the music down, I answer. I look at the screen and see Four has his camera on as well as mine. He's wearing a black t shirt and grey tracksuit. His brown-almost-black hair is messy and it compliments his deep blue eyes.

Seriously. Stop. Now. Just, stop!

He looks a bit nervous. I don't blame him. Why wouldn't you be nervous talking to the girl who forced herself onto you earlier this day?

"Hey, Tris. Look, can we talk abou.."

"Four, let's just forget it. It's done and we really should start with this" Four stays quiet for a moment but eventually he looks back at his book which is in front of him. I don't know why I'm treating like this, like I'm angry at him. I look down at my book and start writing the few answers I already got from him in french. I look up for a moment and realise that Four is staring at me.

It seems like he's right next to me, not through a camera lens.

Ignoring this, I look back down a finish with the answers I already got, humming along to the familiar lyrics of I Want It All.

I look back up at the camera and thankfully Four isn't staring at me.

"The next question is.. er" my voice falters as I look back down onto the sheet. I'm about to say the question when Four interrupts me.
"Wait, is that.. Is that Arctic Monkeys?"

"Yeah"

"Oh God I love them." Four smiles and I think he thought that would lead into a conversation.

"Oh, cool" I wanted to keep the conversation to a minimum. Four catches on and stops talking, looking down at his work. Not wanting to spend more time than I have to talking to him, I speak up.

"What's your favourite country?"

"How many siblings do you have?"

Really boring questions like that. Every so often I look up and see Four staring at me. When he knows I saw him, his eyes dart back to his work. It's almost like he's in the room, just sitting opposite me. Is it weird how much I want that to happen? When we're done I try to end the call quickly.

"Okay, thanks. Bye" before he could say anything I hang up, shut my laptop and curl into a ball.

Why did you have to mess it up Tris? What happens when he tells the others?

I try not to think about it but I can't help myself and a tear rolls down my cheek. I drift off to sleep without even realising.

I wake up really late the next day and I don't really know why, considering I slept late the previous night. I look at my clock and see it's 12:00, meaning Christina will be here in four hours. I stay in bed for another twenty minutes scrolling through facebook. Since yesterday, a lot of people from Faction High have sent me a friend request. Some I haven't even seen or met. I absentmindedly accept the requests. I put my phone away, getting bored of the usual fake drama people post and get out a book. I'm now reading Fear from the Gone series. (A/N It's really good. I recommend the Gone series xD) Sitting up, I start to read and get lost in the book.

I am taken out of my alternate world with no adults when my brother pounds on the door.

"Tris, I've been yelling for nearly ten minutes!"

I get up and let him in, flopping back down onto the bed.

"Well, you shouldn't have wasted ten minutes shouting then, right? Anyways, what is it?"

Caleb leans on my desk. "Are you busy today?"

"Yeah, kinda. Why?"

"Well I'm having a few friends over so if you could just.."

"Caleb, it's fine, I won't be home until tomorrow morning"
"Oh, okay then. Dad needs to go back to New York and get a few papers back. He left this morning. Don't worry, he'll be back by Saturday"

I nod, acknowledging the information. I stare at a spot on the floor and my thoughts spiral into daydreams. What feels like 10 minutes later but what must have been just about 20 seconds, Caleb clicks his fingers in front of my face.

"Hellooo? Earth or Tris?"

"Hm? S-Sorry, what?" I focus on him now.

"I said breakfast's ready. Mum made blueberry pancakes" and with that he leaves.

"Close the door behind you!" I yell after him but by the time I remind him he's already by the stairs. I groan as I get up and close the door. Not knowing how to spend the rest of the 3 hours. Before I could think of anything to do, I get a text.

Four (1) message

F- Hey I need to talk to you. Can I pick you up so we can go to the party together?

A/N

SOOOOOOOO what do you think Tris should do? I haven't actually written chapter 12 yet so feel free to leave some ideas for what to happen in the reviews! Hope you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!