Divergent Highschool Style

I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated. But it wasn't my fault.

I had to erase EVERYTHING off my iPad, (i write the story's on my iPad) it had all my chapters for all my books and all my pictures and a lot more.

I tried to update my iPad to 7.11 and it screwed it up so I had to erase everything. :(

So. Here's a New chapter.

Sorry guys,

~Kiera :)

PS! PLEASE READ! SPOILERS FOR THE FAULT IN OUR STARS! READ AROUND THAT PART IF YOU DONT WANT TO GWT SPOILED.

Tris's POV

"CALEB!!!!" I shout up the stairs of my house.

He spilt juice ALL over my science project.

"What?!" He yells and runs down the stairs, he's in his pjs, it's 12pm on a Saturday. I probably woke him up, aww to bad I don't care.

"You ruined my science project! It took me a week to make!" I beam and smack his arm

"Ouch!" He clutches his arm. "Sorry! I didn't mean to. Believe me, I know how you would react."

That earns him another smack.

"Beatrice, I'm going to get a bruise." He glares at me.

"Awe muffin." I smile at him.

He rolls his eyes before walking back upstairs.

I pull out my phone and text Four.

Tris: Hey, what you up to today? Wanna hang?"

A couple seconds later he texts back.

Four: Sure, I just got out of bed and need to make myself presentable so... Let's say 20 mins I'll see you?

I smile.

Tris: K,

Four: I was going to text you to see if you wanted to bang today.

Bang? Wait, what?

Four: Oops. Haha. I meant HANG, not bang.

Tris: Sure.... ;)

Four: Your wasting my time, :P. See you, <3

I put down my phone and run up to my room. I was still wearing my pjs.

I run to the bathroom and start a shower. I grab a towel and strip. I hop in and wash my hair and body. I get out, dry myself, put on moisturizer and walk into my room.

I check the time. 12:11.

After changing into a turquoise strapless summer dress and a white cardigan. I slip on some flats and walk into the bathroom. I dry out my hair and braid it to the side. I put on a little make up: mascara, light pink eyeshadow and lip gloss.

I grab my purse and phone before skipping down the stairs.

I wait about 5 minutes and Four arrives.

When the doorbell ring I run to the door and swing it open, nearly hitting me in the face.

"Hey." I breath out.

He smiles at me. "Hey."

His eyes scan my outfit. "You look gorgeous."

I blush. "Thank you. You look very nice too."

And he does. He has on knee length brown shorts, a black V-neck t-shirt, sunglasses, messy brown hair, and new running shoes.

He smiles. "Thank you, shall we go?"