Extra long new chapter! I hope you will enjoy it! :D

Tris POV.

"So tell me again, why were you talking on the phone with Four?" Christina asks Monday morning, I sigh and shut my locker.
"Because he wants to make up for his douchebag behavior" I say starting to walk towards math.
"So he is apologizing?" She says shocked.
"Yeah, I guess you can call it that" I say shrugging.
"And you are just going to forgive him?" I stop in my tracks.
"Jesus, is this 20 questions? I don't know, yet! Everybody deserves a second chance, I guess"
"Who cares about everybody? We are talking about Four! The guy who turned you into a wet walking chocolate bar" I shake my head at her, and takes my seat. Christina slides in beside me. We are just in time, because the teacher walks in right after and starts the class.
"At least make it a little hard for him" She whispers.
"Yeah, whatever. Could you stop talking now? This lesson is hard enough without your nagging voice" I whisper back.
"Wow someone is grumpy today"
"And someone is still talking" I say, and turn my attention back to the board. After half an hour the teacher gives us some calculations to solve, and I am completely lost. Teacher most notice, because he stops in front of my table.
"You're are having trouble Miss. Prior?" He asks. I look down embarrassed.
"Yeah a bit, I am sorry, it's not because I wasn't listening. Math is just not my strong side" I say, trying to figure out how to solve the first equation.
"Don't worry, I didn't think you weren't paying attention. We can't be good at everything you know. You could ask Mr. Eaton for help, he is quite good" He says looking over at his table.
"Right Mr. Eaton?" Four snaps his head up.
"huh?"
"You wouldn't mind helping Miss. Prior out with some math troubles, would you?"
"Sure" He says getting up from his seat, the teacher leaves to help the others. I curse under my breath, as he is making his way over to me. Then I remember how rude he was, when I wanted to help him with his knee.
"So what do you need help with?" He asks, flashing a crooked smile, that actually makes me wanna punch him in the face.
"Nothing, it's okay. Just go back to your seat" I say waving him of with my hand.
"Really? Course haven't solved a single equation" He says trying to take my paper. I slap his hand away. "Come on Tris, let me help you". I look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I rather just endure it" I say, using his own words from that day. He shakes his head, and walks back to his seat. He glares at me for a few seconds, then shakes his head again and goes back to his work.
At lunch we sit at the same table as usual, only difference; Uriah, Edward, Peter and Four have joined us.
"Hey Tris! Are you guys coming to the party?" Uriah asks.
"I haven't decided yet" I say, trying to eat some of my "food". I wonder how they can call this food, it looks disgusting.
"What party?" Christina exclaims. Great, I haven't told her about it yet and now she is going crazy.
"Just some party this Friday" I say shrugging.
"We are going! Don't be so boring, we are young! We are going to as many parties as possible" Oh, poor Christina. She has no idea whose party she just said yes to.
"It doesn't matter if you are going or not, Tris. We are going right guys?" She turns to the other girls and Al and Will, and they all nod.
"We are making you come! Where is this party anyway?" She asks. I look at her with a fake smile.
"Oh, it's Four's party" I say like is no big deal. Watching their face expression change, is probably one of the funniest things I've ever seen.

Friday comes faster than expected, and I still haven't decided if I should go to the party. I guess Four hasn't done anything to make me hate him more, but he haven't really done anything to make me like him more either. Maybe he should get the party to prove that he has become less a douchebag. As I am thinking things through, I get a text from Christina.
Are you coming to the party
I think for another moment, and realize that if I say yes, she is going to force me to wear make up again. And I am not going through that torture again!
No, I don't feel like it
Ugh! Fine! But we are going! So if you change your mind come!
"Beatrice, dinner is ready!" My mom calls, and I walk down the stairs. To my happiness, we are having pizza.
"Most awesome Friday dinner ever!" I exclaim, and grab a slice. Caleb nods in agreement, and starts on his second slice before I've finished my first. I look at him with wide eyes.
"I'm not sure that it's healthy to eat that fast" I say, taking a sip of my coke.
"I don't see how my eating habits are any of your business" I stick out my tongue at him.
"So Beatrice, do you have any plans for tonight?" My dad asks.
"Yeah, I think I am going to a party later. If I am allowed?" I say. My parents exchange a look, and my mom nods quickly.
"Of course, just be home by midnight and don't get drunk and don't drive with drunk people" My dad says.
"Sure dad"
"Is it Four's party you are going to?" Caleb asks, I look at him in wonder.
"Yeah? How do you know?"
"Come on Tris. It's high school. Everybody knows about it" He says.
"Oh.. Wait, are you going?!" I really don't hope so, because it would be weird. For both of us.
"No. I didn't expect you to either, I thought you guys hated each other" I am about to answer, but my mom does it for me.
"Maybe Beatrice just decided to give the boy another chance, to see if they just got a bad start. Anyway, Caleb you are doing the dishes tonight" I smile and leave the table.
"You could at least put your plate in the sink!" Caleb yells after me, but I just wave him of and hit the showers. I spend more time in there than usual, just enjoying the hot water running down my body. When I finally get out, I dry my hair and try to make it look less messy. I even decide to put on some makeup, but not as much as Christina would have forced on my face. I wrap the towel around me, and walk into my room. It takes me about 20 minutes to find something to wear, and I look at myself in the mirror with a satisfied smile. I walk over to Caleb's door and knock.
"You may enter" He yells. I walk in and he looks away from his game.
"Do you have any alcohol?" I ask. He looks at me with a smirk.
"I'm under 21, I have never tasted alcohol" I roll my eyes.
"I know about your fake ID. How much do you want?" He puts the controller down, and walks over to his closet. He pulls out a bottle of Sours.
"20 bucks" He says.
"Are you insane?! I will give you 15" I whisper yells, afraid that my parents will hear us fighting over alcohol prizes.
"Then I guess you will have to drink soda" He says, starting to put the bottle away.
"Fine then! I will give you 20, but the you are driving me there" I say pulling out a 20 dollar bill from my pocket.
"Deal" He says, snatching the bill from my hand and hands me the bottle.
Now I can save it, if it's get boring.

"You shouldn't drink that bottle alone. You will get sick. Have fun" Caleb yells after me, before he drives off. The music is loud, and his house is huge. There is a bunch of people outside, must be true what Caleb said; Everybody knows about this party. I look after someone I know outside, but I don't really find any. I walk inside, and Jesus Christ there is crowded.
"Tris! You made it! I knew you couldn't say know to a party! Let's dance" Christina says as she sneaks up to me.
"Give me a minute" I say. Walking over to the kitchen, placing the bottle of Sours in the fridge. She drags toward our little group.
"Look who I found!" She yells over the music, and the group cheers. After jumping up and down for 20 minutes, I excuse myself to get something to drink. I walk over to the table with drink, and I am trying to decide on beer or coke. I decide on a beer, and I turn to go back to my friends when I bump into someone. I look up to find the last person I wanted to see tonight, Lauren.
"Watch yourself" She hiss, pushing me a little.
"Don't touch me, and you can watch yourself" I say with a calm voice. She looks at her friends with a cruel smirk.
"What are you doing here anyway. This if Four's house, you are not welcome" I frown.
"I'm not sure that's your decision, Four invited me" I say, taking a sip of the beer.
"I highly doubt that. Now are we going to drag you out, or are you leaving?" She gives me her best tough girl look, and it just makes me want to laugh. I slam my beer down in the table.
"Listen…"
"Is there a problem here?" A deep voice says, I turn around to see a expressionless Four. He is wearing dark jeans, and a nice black shirt. He is looking decent.
"Yeah, Tris here is having a threating behavior and I don't like to be around her. Not after that awful tackle she made on me" She sounds like an abused victim, I want to laugh so hard.
"I understand, and of course we can't have that" Four says. Lauren smiles at me in triumph, and I just want to slap Four across the face. I guess he hasn't changed at all.
"So I suggest that you take your friends and leave this party. I don't recall inviting you, and I don't want you to course any trouble" He says gesturing to the door, Lauren's face falls and she glares at me. I press my lips together, myself from laughing, as they make a frustrated sound and leaves. I look up at Four, and he is smiling down at me.
"You came. The other's said that you wouldn't" He says.
"I decided to let you prove that you weren't a douchebag anymore" I say.
"And how did I do?" He asks, looking a little nervous. I nudge his shoulder.
"Chill, you did fine! I brought us something" I say walking to fridge, and walk back holding up the Sours bottle. He smiles.
"That's a good idea! Symbolic drinking the bad memories away, and then we start on a fresh tomorrow" He says. Taking the bottle, and walking over to the table with shot glasses.
"Hey everybody! You wanna see me get the famous Four drunk?!" I yell, and everybody cheers gathering around the table.
Let the fun begin.

"And the bottle is empty!" Uriah yells. I can feel my head spinning as I finish the last shot. Of course me and Four haven't emptied the bottle alone, some of our friends helped a little.
"Are we friends now?!" Four's words slur a bit, but I think he is more sober than me.
"Yeah we are friends now!" I yell back.
"Does that mean that I can give you a hug?" I laugh, and walk over to him.
"No, but I will give you a hug" I say wrapping my arms around him, and I feel kind of small in his arms. It's a nice friendly hug, and God he still smells good! The song "Counting starts" starts playing. He pulls away, and drags me out on the "dance floor".
"Come on! I wanna dance with my friends" He says, and soon the others join us. Christina grabs me.
"What the hell happened?" She asks, gesturing to me and Four.
"We made up" I say. Her eyes go wide.
"You made out with him?!" I laugh.
"No your deaf drunk ass! We made UP! As in we are friends now!" I yell over the music.
"Oh! That's cool!" She says, and I just nod and turn back to Four. He smiles at me.
"How is your girlfriend?" I ask over the music. He shrugs.
"I haven't really spoken to her in some time. I guess she is busy" I can't really tell if he is sad about it. I touch his arm.
"Are you okay?" I ask, he flashes me a big smile.
"Yeah, I am fine! But you know what would make it a little better? One of those hugs" I roll my eyes and pull him into a hug. At some point the music stops.
"Four?" A voice says, and we pull apart. His arm is still around my waist. I see a very angry looking girl, starring at us.
"Marie? What are you doing here?" Four says. I look at the arm around my waist and pull back from his embrace.
"Who the slut?!" She exclaims pointing to me, I look at her with wide eyes.
"Hey!" Christina yells.
"Christina, stay out of it!" I say to her. Four walks over to Marie, and grab her arm.
"We are going outside to talk" He says, and they walk out of the back door.
"OKAY EVERYBODY! PARTY IS OVER" I yell, people start to shuffle out and there is only Christina and Will left.
"You are coming?" Christina asks. I look at my watch, it's 11 and for some reason I don't want Four to be alone with a big cleaning.
"No it's fine. I will just help him clean up a bit" I say gesturing to the big mess.
"God, I hope he breaks up with her. What a bitch she is!" Christina says before leaving. I just shake my head, but I can't help agreeing with her. I pull out my phone and text my mom.
Hey mom!
I was wondering if it was okay I stayed until 1, I'm helping one of my friends cleaning up after the party.
I start to throw bottles and cups in a big plastic bag, and after 5 minutes I get a text.
That's fine. How nice of you, Beatrice. I will call a cab for you, it will be at 1. I will get the address from Caleb.
I'm not surprised that she let me stay, look at how helpful I am. It's almost sick. After an hour, I look around and it still looks pretty terrible. I sigh, and am about to go back to work when I hear the backdoor opens. Four walks into the living room alone, looking really tired.
"You're still here?" He asks.
"Yeah, I couldn't really leave you with all of this alone. At least 40 of those shot glasses is my fault" I say picking them up, he laughs a little and then joins me. After I don't know how long, we decide to save the rest for tomorrow.
"So tell me, what happened?" I ask.
"Well, I told her that she couldn't speak to my friends like that. Then she said that she didn't wanted me to be that close with other girls, and I told her that she don't get to decide who I am friends with. Then she said she needed time, and sent her away" He finish, he sighs as he says the last words.
"That was the only right thing to say" I say.
"Oh I know" he says, smiling a bit. "Thanks for the help, and thanks for giving me another chance" He says, pulling me into another hug. We pull apart, and I rest a hand on his shoulder.
"No problem" I say with a smile. He looks at me for a second, and then I am sure that he is leaning in slightly. Shit, he is going to kiss me. He is drunk, I am drunk. It wouldn't mean anything. Stop it Tris! He is still in a relationship! There is a hunk outside the door, and I turn my head in the direction. I step away from him.
"I better get going. Good night Four"
"Good night Tris"
I walk out of the door, and into the cab.
Well that almost went really wrong.

Almost ruined the friendship there...