Author's Note

Hey! I decided to make a new story. I hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the "Divergent" books; Veronica Roth does.

In and In

Chapter One

Marlene P.O.V.

"Honey, I'm home!" I heard from the front door. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Hi, Zeke. Uriah! Come downstairs! Zeke's here," I called.

"Okay; I'll be there in a second."

"One-Mississippi! Your time's up. Where are you? You said you'd be here by now. Are you invisible?" Zeke gasped, jokingly. I turned away from the salad I was making to face Zeke, my back to the stairs that lead to the upper level of Uriah's and I's small apartment.

"Yes, Zeke, your brother's invisible. Didn't you know?" I joked and suddenly felt arms wrap around my waist from behind; I jumped.

"I am invisible. You didn't see me coming," Uriah said and planted a kiss on my cheek. I smiled.

"I think you have superpowers, Uri," I said. He squealed.

"You think so? I think you're right!" He began thrusting his hands out, palms forward, in different directions, as if using powers. I laughed.

"No, no, no, bro, didn't I teach you anything?" Zeke questioned. "You do it like this." He too began thrusting his hands out, but he spun around as he did it. "Have you seen the movie Frozen?" Zeke asked us.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. I loved that movie.

"No," Uri pouted. "Did you?"

"Yes. I own it. Tonight, we shall watch it!"

"Oh! Like a sleepover?" Uriah questioned excitedly. I giggled.

"Of course!" Zeke exclaimed. Uri gasped.

"Can we have a pillow fight?"

"Aw, yeah, man! Of course we can! What else would we do?"

"Well, you just said we'd watch Frozen," Uriah pointed out. I shook my head, laughing, and turned back to the salad. I finished washing the tomatoes and I dropped a few into to the salad.

"Alright, boys, dinner's ready," I said.

"Alright; how can I help?" Uriah asked.

I smiled and said, "Take the pizza out of the oven and set it on the stove to cool for a little while as we set up everything else. Where do you guys want to eat? We can eat at the table or in the living room, or outside." I paused for a second. "Let's eat outside." The boys nodded and I ordered them around, telling them what to do until everything was set up outside, on the picnic table that Uri bought when we first moved in about two months ago. We'd been planning on moving in together once we turned eighteen, so here we are.

Zeke, Uriah, and I walked outside and sat down. I looked over the table. There was a pizza, a salad, and a glass of soda in front of each of us. I plopped a piece of sausage pizza down onto my plate, and Uriah ripped two pieces off and put them on his plate. Zeke did as Uri did. I took some salad and so did Zeke. I noticed Uriah glance at Zeke warningly.

"Uri… what's wrong?" Zeke asked. Uriah glanced at me and turned back to Zeke.

"Nothing."

I raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged. I shrugged, too, and we turned back to our plates. I took a bite of pizza and noticed Uri didn't take any salad.

"Have some salad," I said to him and pushed the bowl closer to him. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but then closed it. He did that twice; he was hesitant to tell me something.

"You look like a fish when you do that," Zeke pointed out to Uriah. We all laughed.

"Seriously, take some salad. It's good for you," I said.

"Not your salad!" Uriah exclaimed and immediately covered his mouth with wide eyes. I set my fork down that had a piece of lettuce on it. I raised my eyebrows at him challengingly. "I…uh… I mean…" I nodded at him, telling him to continue. "I… I don't really like your salad," He said.

"Oh really?"

"Um… yes."

"And why is that?"

"Well, I don't know."

"Uri, I just wash veggies, cut them up, and mix them together. I don't even really cook anything; I just mix stuff together. It's like any other salad. How can you not like it?"

"I don't know, Mar, I'm sorry. You just, somehow… you make the salad not taste very good." I scowled at my boyfriend. I picked up the bowl of salad and smiled at Uri. Then I threw the salad in his face. "How does it taste now?"

"Still not good."

I raised an eyebrow and picked up the salad dressing. I smiled innocently as I screwed the cap off. "Maybe it'd taste better with some dressing." With that, I squirted a ton of salad dressing onto Uriah's face. "Does it taste better?"

"No, it doesn-" Uri started, but Zeke quickly cut him off.

"Uri, does the salad taste better?" He nodded his head as he said every word slowly and clearly, like he was trying to make Uriah agree. Uriah quickly understood.

"Yeah, Mar, honey, this salad tastes amazing now!" I could tell he was lying. I looked into the bowl that had salad in it, checking to see if any had stayed in the bowl after I threw salad at Uriah. There was some left.

"Okay," I said. "I'm glad you like it. Now you can eat some with your pizza!" I smiled. I noticed he began to grimace, but when I raised my eyebrows at him, he quickly smiled.

"Yay! I'm so happy! I-I love your salad!"

"Good." As I poured the remaining salad onto Uri's plate, I pretended not to notice the fake silent crying he was doing to Zeke.

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We were sitting in the living room and Zeke was putting Frozen into the DVD player. I sat on the love seat next to Uri and Zeke was set up on the couch; he had brought his orange monkey sleeping bag over and sprawled it out on the couch. He even had a monkey pillow to match, along with monkey footie-pajamas.

"Mar, are you going to put on your PJ's before the movie?" Uri asked. I hadn't even thought to get ready for bed yet, but when I glanced at the clock, it was almost 8:00 P.M. I should probably get ready.

"Yeah, I'll be back in a few minutes," I said and stood from the couch. I headed upstairs, and on my way I heard Zeke complaining about how he'd just gotten the movie ready and now I was going upstairs, and how girls take forever to get ready. That just made me want to take an extra long time, so I did. I slowly got my shower ready, and I made sure to take a while in the shower. When I came out, I headed from the bathroom to our bedroom. In there, I put on a pair of bright red running shorts that I use as PJ shorts, and I put on a too big T-shirt. I then took my time combing my damp hair, and I massaged coconut oil into my hair, which should help keep it healthy. I then slid on my penguin slippers and headed downstairs.

"You were up there for, like, half an hour!" Zeke exclaimed.

"Yeah," I shrugged, smiling. He rolled his eyes at me and pressed 'Play' on the remote as I settled in next to Uri. He wrapped an arm around me and we watched as the movie began.

Author's Note

I hope you all liked it! I hope to update my stories more often, since I'm on February Break this week.

Please let me know what you thought and I'm open to any ideas you guys might have for this story. I'll consider the idea, and maybe try to fit it into the story.

I really hoped you liked it!

~MoMaster