Divergent High

Chapter 27

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Sage POV

Tris and Uriah just went into the room.

About a minute later I hear springs moving up and down and moaning.

Oh my god please tell me their not...

I see Four moving towards the door.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

He ignores me and keeps walking.

He peeks through the crack. He comes back over to us.

"They're just jumping on the bed." He says.

I sigh in relief.

"We should get them back." He says.

"How?" I ask.

He grabs a hand vacuum. He turns it on and put in on my lips.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

He sighs. "We should make them think we were making out so to do that we need to make our lips swollen. The vacuum does that." He says.

"Oh." I say.

I grab the Vaccum. I put the vacuum on his lips then he does the same to me.

"Now what?" I ask.

"Mess up your hair." Shauna says.

We both mess up our hair.

Christina puts the vacuum on my neck.

"You need a hickey." She says.

"When you go into the closet Sage take off your shirt. When Uriah and Tris come out we'll tell them your in the closet. When you hear the coming take off Fours shirt and that could be why you aren't kissing." Marlene says.

"Okay let's go." I say pulling Four to the closet.

We go in and shut the door and turn on the light.

"Are you sure we should do this? They'll probably get really mad." I say.

I don't want to hurt either of them.

"Sage it's fine. If they get mad I'll take all the blame, it was my idea." He says.

"But I'm part of it." I whisper.

"Sage it's fine." He says.

"Fine." I whisper.

I take off my shirt. I really don't want to do this.

"Times up!" Zeke yells.

"Jump and wrap you legs around my waist." Four says.

I frown but I do as he says. He puts my back against a wall.

"Where's Sage and Four?" Uriah asks.

"In the closet." Christina says.

"Why?" Tris asks.

"I don't know." Christina says.

I hear shuffling so I start to pull Fours shirt up. I'm dreading the moment when the door opens. The door opens.

"What the hell?" Tris screams.

I drop Fours shirt. I jump down and grab my shirt.

"What the hell were you guys doing?" Uriah asks us.

"Making out." I say putting my shirt on.

"What!" Uriah and Tris yell.

Four and I walk over to the couch and everyone else. He sits down and pulls me into his lap.