Divergent

Chapter 17

I wake up wrapped in fours arms. His legs are tangled with mine and his soft lips are pressing kisses against my neck. I smile and pull his lips to mine.

"Good morning." he teases quietly.
"Good morning." I greet and rest my cheek against his chest. He rubs the small of my back and I sigh in content.

"We have to start getting up. There's a meeting for everyone who made it through the training course." he murmurs hesitantly.

"Okay." I agree and sit up.
"I'll meet you in the cafeteria." he says and pecks my lips before leaving my room. I rush into the bathroom and take a long hot shower. When I get out I out a pair of dark jeans and a black tank top on. I add a grey cardigan to bring the outfit together, then put black vans on. For once I can actually wear clothes that aren't meant for working out.

My hair gets goes into a ponytail, then I leave the room with my phone and keycard in my back pocket. Four is waiting outside the cafeteria doors with his emotionless mask on. His eyes scan my outfit and he quirks a quick smile before putting his stone face back on.

"Hey." I say with furrowed eyebrows.

"I waited for you, I don't want to go in there unless you're by my side. All of our friends are going to attack us with questions." he states and pulls me away from the windows on the doors. He presses his lips against mine and pulls away slightly.

"I've been meaning to ask you something... Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks and shock rushes through my body, I smile happily and nod.

"O-of course." I stutter and he chuckles as he kisses my forehead.

"I had to do that. Something always comes up.... Cmon." he murmurs and links our hands together. We enter the cafeteria and his emotionless mask goes back up. Its like when we're not alone he puts up walls. He leads me to the lunch table and sits next to me. Chris is on my left side and he's on my right, everyone else is in front of us. Knowing looks are plastered on all of their faces, Uriah is smirking at four, and Zeke is patting him on the back. Marlene stares at me with shocked eyes and I frown.

"Wait... you and the instructor?!" She asks.

"Me and the instructor." I confirm with a blush.

"Technically I'm not the instructor anymore." four corrects.

"What does that mean?" She asks curiously. He looks down at me and silently asks me if he can tell them about us being partners. I nod and he smiles. I hear a few over dramatic gasps and he looks back up.

"Me and Tris are planning on being partners." he tells everyone.

"Did you just smile?!" Chris's screams, catching the attention of people I don't know. Four glares at her and I lightly nudge him with my elbow.

"Four." I scold and he drops the glare.
"I am human." he tells her through clenched teeth. I rub his knee and he links our hands together.

"You don't act human. You act like you have no emotions." she replies stiffly.

"Chris." I warm and she quickly shuts up. I look up at four and see that his eyes are blazing with anger.

"It's okay." I whisper and peck his cheek. He visibly relaxes and wraps his arm around my waist.

"You guys are cute together." Shauna states and takes the seat next to Zeke. I smile at her and she nods approvingly at fours arm. Myra appears on the balcony above us, she taps the microphone to get everyone's attention and the noise quiets down.

"Everyone who has made it through our training program is asked to meet in conference room A. Ten minutes." Myra says then switches the mic off and leaves. I look up at four and he shrugs as he stands up. He helps me up and everyone files out of the room.

"Do you know what this is about?" I ask quietly.

"Don't worry, she's just going to talk with each of you separately." he promises and rubs my knuckles. I smile and quickly pull him aside.

"Don't listen to what Chris said before." I whisper as everyone goes ahead of us.

"I wasn't." He replies with the lie dancing in his eyes.

"Yes you were. She's wrong. I know you, I know what you've been through. That's all that matters." I say and lean up to peck his lips. He ends up gripping my waist and holding me there as his lips move against mine. A small squeal escapes my mouth and I desperately kiss him back. There's a cough from next to us and I quickly pull away from four. A blush heats up my cheeks and I look at the person.

"Four, Tris, time for the meeting. You guys can do... that, later." Myra says with a short laugh. Four chuckles slightly and wraps his arm around my waist.

"Cmon." he whispers and leads me into the conference room.