Tris Prior: World famous athlete

Positive Feelings and Scrimmage

And for an odd reason, whenever there is a scary part, or something pops out, I seem to bury my face into Four's strong shoulder. I don't know why exactly. But whenever I'm close to him, I feel safe. I'm not sure or not if Four was happy I was doing that, but everyonce and a while a smile creeps onto his face.

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FOUR POV

I couldn't help but smile when Tris digged her face in my shoulder. All I wanted to do is stroke her long blonde hair, and kiss her small lips- Wait what?!

I'm falling for her again.

Just like in highschool. Except this time, I won't blow it. All I have to do now is find out if she feels the same way about me. About us.

TRIS POV

When the movie finally ends, I check my phone again. I scroll over to the time which read,

2:00

Some how Will managed to fall asleep on the floor, and immediantley after I look up again from my phone, Zeke and Uriah had plopped themselves down on a bean bag and started playing on the XBOX. I decided to get ready for practice, and I think Four already made his way into the bathroom to get in his uniform. And since he took the bathroom, I went to the basement to get changed.

I pull out my black and orange-ish-red jersey. It had a giant flame on the front, and in the back was the number 6, and the name, Prior.

I slipped the jersey top on, and pulled my black shorts on with them. I put on my long black socks and shin guards, then my bright orange and yellow cleats. I placed my long blonde hair in a messy ponytail, and finished it off with hair spray and a neon hair band. After that I applied a small amount of primer and waterproof foundation, along with some mascara and blush.

Finally! I'm ready!

"Hey Tris!" Four's voice echoes.

"Yea?!" I yell back.

"I need a ride! Can you drive me to practice?" he hollers.

"Sure, Get in the car! Now!" I holler back.

I hear his footsteps shuffle towards the door, then I heard the slam of a door being closed. For some reason I feel really tingly inside. Huh? Why am I nervous? I'm only driving Four...

I walk outside to my gleaming black jeep. Theres not much space, so I hope he managed to squish himself inside it. I crawl into the drivers seat, and throw my workout bag in the back, Along with all my other junk.

The ride was dead silent. Four was mainly on his phone, and I decided to just keep my eyes on the road.

About 20 minutes later, we arrive at a fenced feild. The feild was big. Like REALLY big, and the grass was a vivid green. I see a couple of people talking to eachother, and a few passing a ball to eachother. They all have the same uniform as I.

"Tris, follow me." Four says, gesturing his hands for me to follow him. Side by side we walk to the other players. One of them has greasy black hair and multiple peircings dotting out of his face. Another one has chocolate brown hair, but an odd smirk. I should probably stay away from those two. I keep looking around though. I see a tall, fit, bright blonde girl talking to another with darker skin and black hair. I guess I should talk to them first. Four can't be my only friend on this team.

"Four, i'm going to go talk to those two girls over there." I say. He nods but all of a sudden he grips my arm and stops me in my tracks.

"Wait, just be carful for Eric and Peter." he whispers. I look him in the eyes and nod back. And with that, Four turns on his heels and walks towards a group of sweaty guys juggling soccer balls on their knees.

I walk up to the girls I saw earlier. They actually are kind of pretty. Well, everyone is prettier than me anyways so...

"Hi! You must be Beatrice!" the blonde girl squeals. She looks like shes my age, which is great.

"Tris. Just Tris." I say. I have to force a smile. Although she seems incredibly nice and all, I've just always have had a trouble befriending people.

"So, Just Tris, wanna have a little game before coach comes?" the girl with black hair smirks.

"Sure, but I think I should know your names first. Just in case your a physcopath murderer." I grin. "I'm Shauna, that crazy blonde girl is Marlene." Shauna replies.

"Oh, and if you think 'we' are the physcopath murderers, you definately have not met Eric and Peter. Those two are such Creeps!" Marlene points to the greasy black hairded boy, and the chocolate brown haired boy I saw earlier.

"Ok." I laugh. "So, teams?"

"Umm, Marlene and I, and maybe Four can team up with you." Shauna says.

"FOUR! GET UR TOUSH OVER HERE!" Shauna screams.

Four turns his head in our direction, and jogs closer. I can't help but notice how his uniform hugs his tight muscles. Wait- Did I just think that?!

"You need me?" Four says. Some sweat beads the back of his neck, maybe from jogging across this giant feild.

"Yeah. We're having a game, I need a partner." I say. Four smiles, showing off his flawless white teeth.

"Ok." Four smiles even wider. Whats his deal?