Chapter 3 Four's POV
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I watch as Tris and Chris leave the room.
This is not good.
She's gonna get it.
Unless she can make up a good excuse.
For the cafeteria being covered in food...
Ya... no she can't do that.
"Dude!" I hear someone yell.
I turn around.
"Were you staring at Chris?" Zeke asks.
"No!" I yell.
"So you were staring at Tris?" Uriah asks.
"No! I just watched them walk out and then I started thinking. I just zoned out." I say.
"Sure, so what were you thinking about? Her nice butt or something?" Zeke says.
I punch his arm.
"No! And neither of them have a 'nice butt'" I say.
"Tris has a nice butt! I mean come on she works out and everything!" Uriah says.
"No, Christina is larger than Tris so her butt is larger. I think Christina's butt is WAAAAYYYY better" Zeke argues.
"Seriously! We are supposed to hate them remember?" I say getting mad.
"Hey we never said we liked them. They just have nice butts." Uriah says.
"Ya! Who do you think has a better butt?" Zeke asks.
"Tris but that's not the point." I say.
Shit...
"OMG! YOU LIKE-" Uriah starts but I cover his mouth.
"I do not, I just agree with you that Tris' is better. Can we stop talking about this?" I ask.
"Fine..." Uriah says when I uncover his mouth.
"Who do you think has better boobs?" Zeke asks.
Facepalm.
I just go throw out the food that's left on my tray.
When I come back they are still arguing.
"Shauna's aren't that bad" Zeke says.
"Ya but Marlene's!" Uriah says.
"Shauna!"
"Marlene!"
"Shauna!"
"Marlene"
"Shauna!" I say to mess them up.
"Marlene!" Zeke yells.
"Glad you finally agree." Uriah says.
"Hey no fair! Four helped!" Zeke whines.
"Sooooo?" You guys got annoying" I say.
"Who's do you think are better?" Uriah asks.
"Neither" I state.
"Ohhh, no, you like Tris' " Zeke says with an evil smile.
"I DO NOT LIKE TRIS!" I yell.
Some people from other tables stare, but when they see who it is they go back to what they were doing.
The bell rings.
"FINALLY!" I say aloud and run to the gym.
When I get there I change and do warmups before anyone else can even start them.
Coach Amar comes over to me.
"Since you’re done I'll let you be Team Captain. We'll pick teams after they finish warmups." he says.
Mental High-Five.
"What game?" I ask.
"Well basketball of course! We need to get you warmed up for the game tonight! I hear the girls are pretty good this year." he answers.
"Nothing I can't beat" I mumble but he still hears.
"Good. I'm sure you'll do great. You always do." he says.
Everyone finishes.
I notice Tris is back from the principal’s.
"Hey Stiff, get detention or something?" I ask.
"Nope. Just blamed it on Christina, who did start it, and since I'm a 'good kid' he believed me." She says not looking at me.
Wow she got lucky.
Coach notices me talking to Tris.
"Four! Tris! You're team captains. Pick your teams."
Yay.... (Obviously sarcasm).
"Ladies first" I mockingly say.
"Then go ahead and choose" she says.
Some people laugh but most of them know not to mess with me.
"Peter!" I yell.
I hate him but he's good, and I REALLY wanna beat Tris.
"Shauna"
"Zeke"
"Lynn"
"Uriah"
"Lauren"
"Molly"
"Drew!" she practically screams.
"Edward" I say.
"Chris" she says rolling her eyes.
"Marlene" I say and grunt.
"Will"
"Caleb" Her brother, I can use against her!
"Cara"
"Alright, ready?" Coach asks.
We all nod.
I put Zeke, Edward, Peter, Molly, and myself in first.
Tris puts herself, Drew, Shauna, Lynn, and Lauren in.
Coach throws the ball up and I hit it to my team.
GAME ON!
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After a while it's 14 to 16.
We're winning.
There's one minute left.
Lauren throws the ball in to Tris.
She starts dribbling.
I guard.
She twirls around, so she's facing away from me.
She bounce passes under my arm to Shauna.
Shauna passes it to the left side of the court.
Chris catches it.
I didn't notice that Tris slipped past me and is now heading to the basket.
I run after her but I won't make it.
Chris throws the ball just a little past the basket.
Tris jumps, grabs it with one hand, and dunks it.
2 points.
It's tied.
Then the bell rings.
Everyone says 'good game' but I just run to get changed.
How did Tris do that?
Get past me.
Get past the almighty Four?
I'm better than her.
Or am I?
NO!
I am!
And I'll show her at tonight's game!
I see her walk out of the locker room.
I just glare at her and walk away.
Just one more period until school is over.
And then.
The game.
Begins!
- Writer
