Disclaimer: I do NOT own any rights to Divergent. That belongs to the Brilliant Veronica Roth.
"You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says.
"You know," I say, "I really don't care."
-Veronica Roth
I reach up and kiss Tobias while the cafeteria melted from my view. Suddenly I feel as if there are a million eyes placed on me. I pull back from the kiss to see nearly the entire cafeteria staring at us. Heat rushes into my cheeks and I turn and run away from Tobias, away from the cafeteria.
I shouldn't have kissed him in front of everyone, I chastise myself. What will Christina and Will think? I am so lost in my thoughts that when I finally look at my surroundings I realize I have found my way to the hallway that I sat in after Peter stabbed Edward in the eye.
I shrink to the floor and hug my knees to my chest. I hear footsteps coming towards me only glancing up when they stop in front of me.
"What was that?" demands Christina.
"I…I lost control," I stutter just as Peter and Will approach us.
"So that is why a stiff ranked higher than I did!" exclaims Peter.
"What are you talking about Peter?" I say scowling at him.
"Sleeping with the instructor to boost your ranking, that is what I am talking about!" he shouts at me.
I begin to protest when Will, who hasn't said a word since his arrival, asks, "Is it true, Tris? Are you sleeping with Four so that you could get a higher rank?"
I stare at him, words escaping me at the moment. How could he think that I would do something like that?!
"Will!" Christina yells, "You just saw how embarrassed she was! She isn't lying, she hasn't slept with Four."
"How would you know?" snarls Peter, jabbing his finger into her chest.
Christina quickly snatches his finger and twists hard, making Peter wince and pull back.
"Because I was born Candor, remember? Not to mention it was one of her fears in the landscape."
Suddenly I am thankful that Christina can tell when I am lying. It means that our friendship can be mended and Will also seems to trust her word. Peter, however, still glares at me. How could he have been Candor when he obviously can't tell when someone is lying or speaking truthfully.
Peter turns to walk away but then spins on his heels with his fist aimed for my jaw. I don't have time to react so I just close my eyes and wait for the impact. But, strangely the punch never comes. I open my eyes once more and see Peter lying on the ground clutching the right side of his stomach.
Uriah, Lynn, and Marlene stand around him. Lynn shakes out her hand. She must have been the one to hit him before he hit me.
"Told you I could beat you in a fight," she spits at him. Peter just groans.
Lynn, Marlene, Christina, and Will each grab one of Peter's limbs and drag him off to the infirmary, I assume. Now it is just Uriah and I.
Uriah looks at me not with pity, but amusement. "What?" I snap at him.
"You never cease to amaze me. First jumper, zip-lining, ranked first, and…," he pauses for a short breath, "making out with Four."
The heat rushes back into my cheeks at the mention of the kiss I shared with Tobias in the cafeteria.
Uriah grins, "Still thinking Stiff though."
We both laugh, I don't know when or even if I will ever get used to public displays of affection. Once we calm down we walk back to our dorms to begin packing, tomorrow we are assigned apartments and pick our jobs.
