Divergent High

Chapter 26

~Tris POV~

I used to think that love at first sight doesn't exist. I still think that it doesn't with a few doubts. It all started when my feelings for Four radically changed. No one can say I fell for Four the moment I saw him, because I didn't. All I thought was that he was a cocky stupid guy who flirts with every girl that walks through the hallway. Now it's different. Somehow Four managed to sweep me off my feet, make my heart race and make me feel things that I haven't so far. I can't say that I fell in love with him yet, but i'm going right through that path.

Here I am now, on his room...bed, actually. He's been on top of me, shirtless, and kissing me for God knows how long. His kisses make me feel tingles on my skin as if my body tells me that this is the right thing to do. 

I haven't told my friends yet; not that I didn't have the time but... I couldn't bring myself to tell them. I felt like this was a little secret that I should keep for my own for now; as if somehow I wasn't going to share him with anyone else. 

I haven't told Al either. I don't want to hurt his feelings and he is really a nice guy. He's been friends with me forever and I don't want to tear that friendship apart. 

I decided that I shoudn't say anything for today. I just went to Four's house at four, as usual. And knock on his door. We were supposed to begin with the history exam we have in two weeks. Still, we haven't viewed a single page because since the moment he opened the door, he scooped me into his arms and kissed me. Then he closed the door and carried me upstairs without pulling away. 

Eventually he pulled back from our make out and took off his shirt. I remember that my eyes widened since I haven't seen a man shirtless before, at least not this close. I took a moment to look at him; he was...he still is completely gorgeous. Everything that a girl wanted was right there. He had the perfect fit body for a guy who trains a lot. He also had marks of a tattoo on his arms and a tattoo of the dauntless flames on his side, right near his six pack. 

I didn't take in more of his perfect body since his lips fit mine again.  

This is where I am now, still kissing him, running my hands through his perfect back of his perfect body. His kisses make me want more of him as if kissing him for a life time wasn't enough. I wish I had more air in my lungs since I start to breathe heavily as he kisses me. 

He notices I need air and he pulls back very slightly to let me breathe. I notice he is breathing heavily as well looking into my eyes. 

That was the best make out I had so far...

"You okay?" he asks still looking at me.

"Yea..." I breathe out. 

I look at his lips again wanting to kiss them again so badly. 

But I realize I can't. I'm not one of those girls that just kiss anyone they see. I refuse to be one of those people. So I would rather get to know more about him since I really do like him. And since he likes me too.... we could get to know each other.

After a moment of silence, I say "We should start with history..."

He groans "What?... Oh, come on..."

I grin, knowing he would complain "Then tell me more about you"

"Huh?" He frowns.

"I want to get to know you better... we don't know much about each other."

"There's not much to know about me."

"You had plenty of years to live; I bet there is something."

He looks at me for a moment, confused and then he lays down next to me, facing me. I turn to my side to face him as well.

"Well..." he starts "I was born in this city, raised here... I met Uriah and Zeke when I was five years old and we've been together ever since causing lots of trouble."

My lips curl up to a smile and keep listening to his story.

"Then we met Will, at first he wanted to go to Erudite but changed his mind the previous summer when he met us. We were on this camp when we were 14 eating marshmellows and telling stories around the fire. It was fun... Will joined us in that summer camp and we've been inseparable friends ever since."

I nod at him to keep going. He eyebrows shoot up into a surprised gesture; I guess he is not used to people listening to stuff about his life.

Maybe the girls that were with him weren't as interested...

"Uh... when I was still fourteen. My friends helped me move out from my previous house and I started living in here."

"On your own?" I ask.

He nods "Yea..."

"Why? Where are your parents?"

"I would rather not talk about it... right now" He answers.

I nod understanding.

"What about you?" He asks.

"Me?... well... I was born here, Chicago, but we lived in a different house and I was on a different school, St. Maddox."

"What happened?"

"Nothing... that school was nice but... my parents wanted us to go to Divergent High because that was the school they went when they were kids. So when my dad got a higher position, he could  afford a bigger house and this better school."

"Huh...the new rich girl" He teases and I smack his arm playfully. 

He chuckles "Well... I'm glad that he got a new job. I got to know you"

I smile at him and peck his lips.

We continue our talk for another hour: he told me about what sports he likes and a few accidents that he caused during science. I told him about my obsession with art at my previous school and he told me that I should get into this year's art competition. He said I would stand out.

Then I check my watch and I sigh. Unfortunately, I have to go for dinner. When I leave, I do it smiling; glad that finally he's opening up to me.

A/N Oh wow two chapters Unbelievable! I hope I can keep this up!

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