Chapter 4

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Tris's POV

"Thank you guys for being here on time." I say.

"I'm only here because I don't appreciate someone bringing a reign of terror to the people I know." Eric says.

"That's so sweet." Christina says.

"Yeah cuz that's my job!" Eric finishes as he hits the table with his fist.

"Whoop. There it is." Four says.

"Guys let's be serious we only have--"

"Four!" I hear someone call from behind us.

I turn around to see Alex.

"How did she, I mean they, get in here?" I ask.

"I got lost, but I need to find my way back." They smile sweetly. "Four can you show me the way back?"

My cheeks begin to burn. Who do they think they are? They might be Gender fluid but they clearly still have female parts that are quite noticeable today, indicating they were feeling more feminine today.

"Um, Christina can show you. We're kind of busy right now." I say clearing my throat.

"No thanks , I want Four to take me. I also have questions about my training." She says boldly.

" I also train you." I remind them.

"Yeah.. But, um, Four's kind of better." They say softly.

My heart literally hardens. What? How could they be so disrespect?

"Maybe she means because I have more experience that's it." Four quickly says.

Why is he defending them?

I shake it off and give them a warm, but fake, smile.

"My apologies. Four you should help our initiate out." I say.

"Um, Alright. Come on Alex."

I watch with fury as he places his right hand on her upper back and leads her out the room.

I turn around to meet 10 eyeballs staring at me.

"What?" I ask.

"You really let Four go with her?" Peter asks.

"Their pronouns are they and them. Use it correctly. Secondly, I trust Four, he wouldn't do anything to hurt me." I say doubtingly.

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Four's POV.

I push Alex off of me as soon as their lips smash on mine.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask, furious.

"What? You didn't have a problem with us last time." They say smirking.

"Because it was mouth-to-mouth resuscitation , you almost died." I remind them.

"Well anyways, I need more private one on one lessons for combat."

"I'll ask Tris if she could--"

"No, with you." They say moving closer.

"Nope not happening , I have a full schedule. Plus you ranked first last week. You don't need any help."

"But I want to be better than the members too. I didn't come here just to fight and be a member, I want to be the best , I want to be something that Candor couldn't make me be."

"You were a Candor? I should have known, you're so brutally honest." I say.

"Not the point. Are you going to help me or not?" They ask impatiently.

"Alright fine, I'll see if I could make some space in my schedule for you." I say.

They squeal with joy and give me a tight hug.

"Thank you thank you thank you!!!"

"No problem." I smile.

When they're  about to leave, I hold their hand and turn them back. We're so close that there's barely even space in between our faces. I look her dead in the eyes and whisper:

"And if you ever try something like that again, I'm making sure you never get to be a member," I say sternly, "Understand?"

They smirk and nod their head.

"Yes Mr. Eaton." They say before walking away.

Something about the way they said it seemed so off but I choose to ignore it because I remember that I have to go help Tris and Marlene.

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