Zeke POV
I run down the hall and speed through the doors. I end up knocking over a few people in the process. I get a few glares from people with way too many piercing in but I just flick them off.
I finally get to their apartment.. out of breath. I practically fall to the ground.
"Man....im really out of shape!" I think to myself.
BAMBAMBAM
I start beating down their door. After what feels like an hour, the door flies open with an aggravated Four glaring down at me.
"Oksotheirsgoingtobeapartyat-" I glance over at the back of their apartment and see that Tris has the blankets up to her chest; she's no doubt topless. I finally realize I'm talking to a shirtless Tobias as well.
"Was I interrupting something?" I look at four with my infamous sly grin.
"What do you want Zeke?" Four says getting even more frustrated.
"Oh..yeah...theirs gonna be a party... At Uriah and my house....and we want you and tris...to be there..The whole gangs gonna be there."
"Fine.. we'll be there."
And the door slams in my face.
Before I could even turn my heel... I hear the bed springs creak...up and down..up and down.
Huh..maybe I did interrupt something. I say to myself. Then I run of to Chris and Will's apartment.
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Divergent: Candor or Dauntless
Teen FictionJust your average Candor or Dauntless. With a few twists and turns.