Chapter 4

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Four

I look around the room and see the only empty desk is near Tris. Oh no I think. Well it beats being in the same room with Marcus or my abusive dad. Ever since he killed my mom Evelyn, he beats me with his belt every night since I was little. I walk over to the Tris or the seat next to her. Then as I was taking my seat she flips her long blonde hair and got a good smell of her hair. It smelt like vanilla. Then she turned and looked at me and glared at me that her grayish, blue eyes were pricing my own eyes. Then as class dragged on the bell finally wrung and I was getting up I bumped into Tris's stuff and all the stuff fell on the ground. I felt bad so helped her. What the hell is happening to me? Why am I helping her? Am I falling for her? I think to myself. As I start to help our hands touched, it sent an warm/ electric feeling through me. I don't but I hope she felt it too.

( Tris)

Our hands touched it felt so weird, like we belong to each other. No way I just going crazy. I think to my self. Well after we pick my stuff I run to my lock and grab my math stuff and get class in time. When I take my seat I see Four taking a seat right next to me. This can't be good he's up to something but what.

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