I woke to an annoying sound coming from my window. I glance at the clock on my nightstand and squint, my tired eyes rejecting the light. It reads just after three o'clock. "Who is tapping on my window at three a.m.?" I force myself out from under the covers and walk quietly to my window, trying my hardest not to wake my sleeping little brother in the room next to mine.

I pull the curtains and glance out my window. At first I didn't see anything, or anyone, so I silently unlock my window, and step outside. All I saw was a flash of blonde and then a hand is around my neck, covering my mouth, and effectively muffling a scream. I hear a quiet chuckle and I turn and smack my window tapper on the arm. "Gosh Eric! You scared me to death!" He laughs again, "Sorry Shelbs. You're just fun and easy to mess with."

I take a moment to observe him. He wears his favorite pair of dark blue sweatpants with a blue hoodie. He doesn't look the least bit tired. My eyes transfer up to his face, to his perfect white smile. I can't help but to smile back. "Okay not that I'm not happy you're here but three a.m.? Really?" The smile on his face fades. "Do you know what tomorrow is?" My heart speeds up. Of course I know what tomorrow is. The choosing ceremony. Not mine of course, but Eric's. Sure he wasn't a full year older than me, but with my birthday being mid August and the cutoff for Eric's class being July 31st, I was just out of luck.

The fact that he even asked made my heart ache. "Yeah of course I know what tomorrow is. You'll be in the choosing ceremony." He must've sensed my mood change. "Shelby-" I cut him off, "You're leaving aren't you?" He frowned. "Yeah Shelbs, I am" My heart feels like it's falling. Eric? My best friend since before I could even remember, the boy who used to sit with me at night helping me with hard homework. The boy who stood up for me when kids picked on me at school. He was leaving me?

I felt the tears prick at my eyes, looking for an escape. Eric steps forwards and I'm pulled into his warm embrace. "I just had to see you before I left." I don't know why I feel so surprised. Deep in my heart I knew this was going to happen, I saw it coming. Eric and I used to always share stories about what it would be like to live outside the confinements of Erudite. We both felt we didn't belong here. "Dauntless." It was meant as a question but it came out as a statement. I didn't even need to ask.

"Yeah," he replied. Next thing I know his lips are on mine. We stay like that, me crying into his kiss, my grip on his arms tightening as if I can hold him here forever. In a way I am excited, yet sad and confused. Why now? Why show his feelings for me when he'll be gone tomorrow? He pulls away and looks into my eyes. "I couldn't leave without doing that…and saying goodbye." He presses his lips to my forehead, cheek, and finally my lips. They're gone too quickly. "Goodbye Shelby. I'll miss you."

And with that he's gone.

A/N- Hey! So this is my first story/chapter ever! I hope it was okay and some people liked it. Ever since I saw the Divergent movie I've been obsessed with Eric. So I got to thinking what he's like when he's not playing the "badass, mean instructor" character like he is in the books and movie. Usually when I try writing stories I can't ever get a good flow but I already have most of this story figured out. Anyway, I'll update soon :)