Chapter Four

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS WHAT SO EVER

Chapter 4

Tris' POV

"Where the hell are you?" Christina yells onto the phone.

"Chill, I'm with Four. We ditched and went to the mall."

"Ugh, you left me with dumb and dumber?"

"Oh suck it up, got to go. Bye."

"Wait, Tr--" I hang up.

"Okay," I turn to Tobias, "Where do you want to go first?"

"Well I was thinking, maybe we can go to Victoria's Secret, and hook up with some--"

"Ew, you pervert. Do what you like but I am going no where near that place." He laughs

"Whatever your loss." I roll my eyes.

When we get to the mall, I drag, literally drag Tobias to Sports Authority. I get some running shorts, a couple spandex, some tight tops for running, and a couple sweatshirts. After I pay for my items, I see some girl flirting with Tobias. I laugh at his face, and go up to them.

"Heyyy Four." I wink at him. He just scoffs.

We some how have like a telepathic conversation.

Help me, pleaseeeee!!

As if, you look like you are having fun. I "tell" him.

Please?

No.

Please???

No.

I'll buy you ice cream...

No.

Starbucks?

Well in that case...

I go up to Four and whisper, "Follow my lead, okay?" Before he can say anything, I grab him by the collar and kiss him. He's shocked for a second, and begins kissing back. I hear the girl scoff, and storm away. I pull back, and whipe my lips.

"I am never doing that ever again." I tell him.

"Agreed." He tells me, but his voice shakes a little.

Tobias POV

After she pulls away all I can think is, Holy shit she is a good kisser.

"I am never doing that again." She tells me. Dammit.

"Agreed." I tell her, maybe that will suggest her to think I don't like her that way.

"You promised me Starbucks." She says matter of factly.

"Fine." I mumble.

*PAGE BREAK--TO THE PARK*

"I'll race you to the swings." She tells me, and speeds off.

I laugh, "Cheater."

I chase after her, and run towards the swings.

"Push me?" She asks.

"Of course." I reply.

After minutes of pushing her, and her giggling so much, she speaks up.

"I bet you can't catch me." She challenges.

"Oh really?"

"Yup." She winks.

"An ice cream cone saying I can." I say.

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