Chapter 4

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When we enter the lunch room, Christina starts squealing. "You guys are holding hands!" I look down to see Four's hands intwined with mine. "Yeah I guess we are." I smile, and I look up to him smiling to.
I take a seat next to Christina, and Tobias sits next to Will, who is in front of Christina.
"So how was second hour?" I ask, breaking the silence. Will and Christina both blush. "It was interesting." Christina replies. Let out a laugh. "Were you kids sharing saliva?" I see Four holding in a laugh. Christina grows redder. "N-no! Of course not, why would you EVER think that like come in Tris what?" I start laughing, and so does everyone else-including Will. "I hate you all." Christina mumbles, and we laugh harder.

"So guys and ladies, I was thinking that tonight we could all hang out at my place." Four speaks up.
Everyone starts nodding and talking in agreement.
Four glances my way. "Christina can take you to my house, since you don't know where it is." I smile. "What time should we all be there?" I ask.
He stops to think. "Well my father leaves around 4:30, so around 5:00 would be a good time. I can text of he leaves later or earlier."
I smile and nod. "Okay."
"You can just come to my house after school, Tris. I need to help you with your, uh, 'fashion'" as Christina says 'fashion' she holds up her hands and moves her fingers up in down.
"Why, what's wrong with what I'm wearing now?" I look down at my outfit- I was wearing red skinny jeans with a camouflage tee shirt that had an ice-cream company on it. I was wearing a pair of black converse, and my hair was pulled up into a pony tail.
"Uh, nothing." She says nervously. I shoot her a death stare and a boy I think is named Zeke speaks up. "Well I think the Bell is about to ring, so let's get going before we get trampled into the hallways. I wouldn't want my hair being messed up!" And he twists his finger around his hair, being girlish as possible. I laugh, and so does everyone else.
I thought to myself for awhile. These will be my friends, and how lucky I am to have them on the first day.

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