Divergent

Chapter 15

When I wake up fours arm is wrapped tightly around me. There's a pizza box sitting on the coffee table and were snuggled together in the couch. There's a loud knock on the door, but Four isn't awake and his arm is tightly wrapped around me so I can't get up.

"Four." I whisper and lightly shake him. He jolts awake and looks around in a disoriented haze.

"Someone's knocking." I murmur and he drops his arm from my waist. When I make my way towards the door he sits up on the couch. I open the door and my heart drops.

"Tris?" Chris asks with furrowed eyebrows.
"Oh... hey." I say awkwardly. I look towards four for help and he makes his way towards us.

"Was there something you needed?" Four asks emotionlessly. Again with the stupid facade.

"Eric asked me to come get you. He's been looking for you and you need to put the results together." She replies quietly. Her eyes stayed locked with mine and four nods.

"Okay, Tris, you can stay here as long as you want. Just lock up on the way out." he says and slips shoes on as he rushes out of the room. I glare at his retreating figure and Chris's eyes widen.

"You didn't see anything. I'll explain to you in ten minutes. Meet with in the cafeteria, I want to clean up a bit." I say then quickly shut the door. I rush towards the living room and put the extra pizza in the fridge. After that I wipe the coffee table down and shut the tv off. I run to my apartment and slip a new outfit on, then go to the cafeteria. Chris is sitting at a table in the corner, where there aren't many people. I take the seat across from her and she gives me a pointed look.

"Spill." she says in a strong willed tone.
"It's not what you think, me and four just watched a movie, we fell asleep." I rush out.

"Why were you even with him?" She questions.

"He's been helping me- I can't tell you." I cut myself off. Her eyes narrow and I sigh.

"I can't. Maybe if I get this job I can. I have to talk to Myra first." I say quietly. Her eyes bore into mine and I take a deep breath.

"I'm sorry." i apologize. Thoughts swim through her eyes and she looks away.

"Okay, I won't ask you about that. But are you guys like together?" She asks cautiously.

"I don't know... We were suppose to talk about that last night, and we ended up falling asleep." I reply with a shrug.

"He's kind of an ass." she says and my eyes narrow.

"No he's not. You just don't know him like I do." I accuse. She shrugs and pushes a plate of food towards me.

"I guess that's true. Just be careful. I hear that dating older guys isn't as fun as it seems." she teases and I burst into laughter.

"It's a two year difference and he's a nice guy. I have nothing to worry about." I state and she rolls her eyes.

"Whatever you say." she states and the intercom switches on.

"All trainees please report to the cafeteria immediately." An unfamiliar voice calls. I look at Chris and she shrugs.

"Maybe they're telling us who made it." she suggests.

"Yea probably." I confirm and Uriah takes the seat next to me.

"I heard you met ole Zekey." he states with a chuckle.

"You did?" Chris asks and I nod.
"She poked his chest to make sure he was real." Uriah chuckles. I glare at him with a blush and he shrugs.

"I was confused it looked like an older version of you!" I exclaim.

"They're only two years apart." Chris teases and Uriah frowns in confusion. I glare at her and she playfully glares back.

"Attention please!" Eric calls from the top of the balcony. I turn around in my seat so that I can see him better and the first thing that catches my eye is four. He's jotting down things down on a white board so he doesn't see me yet.

"Four is writing down the rankings. Anyone that is under number twenty five does not get in. Anyone above twenty five, gets in." Eric calls and puts the microphone down. Uriah looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"You're getting in, stop being so nervous." he chuckles and rubs his shoulder against mine. Four hangs the white board on the railing of the balcony and my eyes scan it.

"You came in first!" Chris exclaims and hugs me. My eyes continue to scan the board and I smile. All of my friends got spots as agents in the FBI.