Divergent- Famous

Chapter 4

TRIS POV

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. That really just happened. I swear if I didn't see him with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it. But there he was right in front of me, holding my hand and staring at me. I feel all gitty and girly right now. I can't even contain my smile it's as wide as a house, but I don't care; I just met Four. The Four. Ah, ok Tris breathe, in, out, in, out.

I keep telling myself that as I'm dragging a confused Christina out of the mall and towards my car. I grab my keys and hit unlock as I throw Chris towards the passenger side and open the door to the drivers seat. Before she can ask what's up I turn on my baby and rev the engine so I couldn't hear her, I pulled out of the parking lot soon after and started driving straight home.

"What the hell was that? Did I miss something?" Christina asks out of curiosity,

I literally have to bite my tongue so I don't scream "YES" in her face, instead though I decide on a simple "No just wanted to get out of that hell hole." Nice cover Tris. All Christina did was sigh in return and say, "I should just start asking Mar to come with me instead." I think she's trying to guilt trip me into liking shopping but instead I laugh and state, "Please and thank you." She rolls her eyes and I take that as a sign that this conversation is over so instead I turn the radio up a bit to see what's on, One Directions "Story Of Us" is on so I blast the music for 2 reasons, first I absolutely love this song and second so Christina can't hear me sing along to it; she'll start to question me on why I never sing for her and I am not in the mood to tell her why I won't.

As soon as the song finishes I pull into my driveway, that's convenient. Anyway after I park the car I help Chris with her over abundant amount of bags and take them to her bright red buggy; that car was made for her. After we finally finish I smile and ask, "Hey do you want to come in for a drink or something?" she shakes her head and says, "No thanks my Mom wants me home for dinner tonight, I don't know why but I guess she has something important to talk about." I laugh "Or maybe she just wants to spend time with her daughter considering you've spent every night out this week." I state, She shrugs and opens up her door "Could be." She hops into the car and puts down the passenger side window she smiles and says "Love you Tris, even when you don't like shopping with me." I shake my head with a smirk and say "Love you too Chris, even when you make me shop with you." I give her a wink and wave her off she laughs and pulls away waving vigorously as she pulls out of my driveway.

I shake my head at her once again and make my way towards my front door. Its unlocked so I guess someone is home.

As soon as I step inside I realize I was wrong; everyone is home. That's weird. I see my Mom sitting in the living room with a book in one hand and a glass of something in the other, probably coffee. Then across from her is my Dad with his normal stack of papers on his lap. And finally I see Caleb through the hall in the kitchen stuffing his face as usual. We're about to have dinner yet he has to eat right before. Well I can't really judge him; I do the same thing all the time.

I walk to my Mom and give her a kiss on the cheek because she has yet to notice my presence, she looks at me and smiles "Hi sweetie, how was your day?" I laugh and shrug, "Good I guess, Christina made me go shopping all day so I'm pretty exhausted." She nods and returns back to her book, I glance at my father who seems to occupied with his work to say hi so I say a quiet "Hello" which he nods in return to. Whatever, I'm used to it. I walk to the kitchen to talk to Caleb but quickly realize he has already left, I guess he went to his room already. Oh well. I grab an apple from the bowl on the counter and head for my room.

I open the door and swing it shut behind me, I throw the bags I had from shopping on the floor and finished up the last bite of my apple I chucked it straight into my trash can across the room and smiled at the perfect shot, I then jumped onto my beautiful bed. I close my eyes and am immediately met with Fours amazing blue eyes that I had the privilege of staring into today. God I still can't believe it. He also checked me out. Which was a little uncomfortable but also kind of shocking. Not that it hasn't happened before, but still it was freaking Four; the hottest guy I have ever laid my eyes on. Maybe he liked what he saw? Wait, what am I thinking he doesn't like me, I heard when he likes a girl he just straight up asks them out but with me he didn't even ask for my name. But you also didn't give him the chance, you practically ran out of there! I mentally slap myself for getting in an argument with myself. Before I can continue Uncle Jack rings us for dinner, and when I say ring I literally mean ring; like a bell. My Mom got tired of having to scream through the house to come down for dinner so instead she bought this giant bell thing.

I hop up quickly and sprint down the stairs only to realize I was the last one there, I sheepishly sat down trying not to intrude any more then I already have. My parents continue with their conversation about the day as I look around and find that we are having yet again chicken and broccoli. My parents show selflessness in the strangest ways, we buy expensive things and live in an expensive house but when it comes to food they like to not splurge at all. I don't understand but I don't object either, it's just what's normal in this house.

I end up zoning out most of the dinner nodding my head or laughing when supposed to it's not like me to just talk for no reason, but Caleb on the other hand tends to be the center of all family conversations, which I'm totally ok with.

As soon as I finish my food I ask my parents to be excused and they allow it. I take my plate to the kitchen even though I'm not supposed to, it doesn't feel right to just leave it there for Uncle Jack to clean up. I decide I'm tired enough to just go to bed now and trudge all the way to my bedroom, I change into a pair of pajama pants and a tank top, brush my teeth and make my way to bed. I don't even bother taking off my make up or anything which I'll probably regret in the morning when I have smudge marks all over my face and pillow but for right now I'm to tired to care. I wrap my body snug in my covers and fall right into a hard sleep.

FOURS POV

Right after I picked out a few clothes for school I left the mall, luckily no one recognized me except 'smile girl'; which I now realize that every time I think about her I end up with a big grin of my own. I smack myself in the face trying to snap myself out of it, you will probably never see the girl again, get over her! I take a deep breath and come back to reality I walk to my motorcycle that I had to beg Jake to let me get, you would think that because I'm a pop-star I could buy what ever the crap I wanted but no, I always have to go through Jake to buy anything. It's absolutely illogical if you ask me but of course no one asks my opinion in anything so I just go along with it. I make my way to the office like Jake insisted on and walked straight through the doors and towards the elevator; everyone knows me so I don't have to sign in or anything.

When I finally reach his office on the top floor I walk in with out so much as a knock and sit across from him at his desk, he laughs and says sarcastically, "Hello to you too man, I'm great how about you?" I shake my head and say, "Not in the mood just tell me why I needed to come here" I make sure to drag out the word "needed" because that's what he said to me when he asked no, demanded me to come here. He sighs and says "Well, I wanted to run this idea past you and see what you thought." He paused waiting for me to say something but I just waved my hand telling him to continue, "Ok, I know you want to get back to your roots and go to high school for your senior year and I respect that I do, but this great opportunity to work with the one and only Marcus Eaton came up and I think we should take it, he's the best producer in the business and I think it can really help your career." Jake is about to add something else but I cut him off by shooting out of my chair to yell, "No way in hell am I skipping school to work with Marcus, if he wants to work with me he can wait, or better yet not work with me at all." Jake sighs probably expecting a different reaction, but how could he; he knows how badly I want to go back to school and just be a normal teenager for the first time. He looks at me with pleading eyes and says, "I kind of already told him you would clear your schedule to work with him.."