A Divergent Turn Of Events (Funny Yet Fourtris Fanfiction)

Part 24

A/N - Here's part 24

Rather disappointed at the lack of comments on the last chapter - this one was actually ready 3 days ago, but I decided to hold it back as I had no encouragement to update sooner....as I said - comments get me excited to write so...

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{..................Tris's POV..................}

When Keith entered the room, everyone went silent he made his way over to four; who was just about to grab himself yet another bottle of water.

I honestly still can't believe what he did to Uriah; the boy was only having a laugh for fucks sake! It was Four's fault we were so bored in the first place, the moody prick. Who knew that he could be so cruel? I mean seriously, if he'd have thrown that any harder - Uriah would have definitely had some cracked ribs.

This is why I'm so glad that Keith is now here.

It's no secret that they don't really get on, yeah they may be civil in one another's company but there is a hell of a lot of beef hidden behind those false smiles; apparently it's down to the fact that Keith is a good mate of Eric's who, I can tell you now, four most definitely doesn't get on with.

Him being here is starting to make Four uncomfortable and also extremely annoyed. I can tell by his body language. Four is a very serious person to say the least and his posture tends to stay the same whatever his emotion, apart from a few slight changes that I have recently come to notice. He seems to favour standing with his arms folded and his legs slightly apart whilst staring straight ahead - his facial expression always straight and deadpanned. But when he's annoyed his eye tends to twitch slightly and his feet tap the ground impatiently; just as he's doing now.

"Keith makes four look like an angry little hobbit" Christina chuckled, glancing discreetly at the two as we cleaned. I laughed back in return but soon stopped as it was hurting my stomach, which at the moment was bent over a rowing machine so I could clean the front wheels. As I did so I could feel a pair of eyes scan the both of our raised backsides...looks like four obviously wanted some more of what I gave him before. I turned round; aiming to raise my eyebrows at his wandering eyes, but was taken aback when my eyes were met with none other than those of Keith's. Fours eyes were instead digging holes in the back of his head...and to say he looked pissed was an understatement.

I turned back around quickly, blushing slightly as I did so.

"What's up with you?" Chris asked smirking.

"Oh nothing" I replied, flicking some loose hair out of my sweating face. Was it just me or is it getting really hot in here?

"So it's not the fact that the sexiest man on earth is checking out your ass then?"

"Four isn't looking at my ass".

"I was talking about Keith" she said with a smile.

"Oh" was all I could say. She just giggled loudly and smacked me lightly on the arm, this earnt us some strange looks from the boys over at the yoga mats and one of deep amusement from Keith. I really hope he didn't just hear us cause if he did, that meant four heard also...oh god just kill me now. Luckily, four was still giving him evils and not blushing blood red like a beetroot so he can't possibly have heard.

I think.

We spent the next five minutes cleaning the last machine before we stood up and headed towards the cupboard for some more supplies. As we passed Keith who was still sat on the benches, he grabbed my arm, stopping me dead in my tracks. This reminded me of when four did it earlier on and I couldn't help myself but look toward where he was now stood, leaning against the door, our eyes met for a second but he soon looked away. Although I could tell he was still paying attention to what was going on over here.