(Tris POV)

"Congratulations, Tris!" says Tobias once we have escaped the mayhem in the cafeteria.

I nod graciously. "Thanks."

"So what job do you think you'd want?" he asks.

"Um. Maybe an ambassador? Like, from faction to faction," I reply.

"Good choice. But you don't want to be a leader?"

"And work with Eric? I'm going to pass," I say. Tobias glances instinctively up at the camera.

Just then, Christina bursts in. "You. Four. Story. Now."

"We've been. . .together, I guess. Since the simulations."

Hurt surfaces in her eyes. "You didn't tell me?"

I shrug. "Sorry. We were keeping it a secret so Peter and his gang of jerks didn't say my ranking was a result of favoritism."

She nods, accepting the explanation. "So do you know his name?"

"Yeah."

"What is it?"

"Bob."

"Really? No wonder he wanted to keep it hidden!"

"No, not really. It's his secret to share."

"So, anyway." She smiles. "I came to tell you something. Will you come to my wedding with Will? It's in two weeks. You can even bring your scary boyfriend!

I grin. "How could I miss it?"

ggggggggggggg

Ugh. I really hate Eric. He twirls his lip ring around between his teeth and makes small talk with Peter (the only other initiate in the room right now). Then Peter starts yelling at ME about how Molly and Drew got cut, and it's somehow my fault because I'm from Abnegation.

Then Uriah, Lynn, and Marlene come in during that, and defend me. Lynn and Peter start brawling, and it's up to Marlene, Uriah, and I to stop it.

Once we've done that, Will and Christina come in together and take seats away from me and everyone else. Then the final three Dauntless-borns (whose names I learn are Rita, Gabe, and Alex) enter, and the meeting begins.

Eric stands up front. "Welcome, initiates. Today you will choose your jobs, and officially become members. Each of you will get an apartment and a roommate, which has already been decided for you. There are ten jobs available. Five fence openings, being a nurse, being a tattoo artist, being a Dauntless leader, being an ambassador between factions, and cleaning the toilets. Tris." He sneers. "First ranked. I dunno how, what with you being a Stiff. I guess you choose first. Leader, I suppose?"

I smile. "Actually, I would like to be a faction ambassador, thank you."

He shrugs and mutters, "Stupid girl. Okay. Uriah?"

"I'll be a tattoo artist, I s'pose."

"Lynn?"

"I've always wanted to be a nurse."

"Marlene."

"You all are stupid. I'll be the leader, before Peter can!"

"I'm assuming that none of the rest of you really want to clean toilets, right?"

They nod.

"Okay, then Peter, Will, Christina, Rita, and Gabe, you're on the fence. Alex, you're on toilets. Sorry," says Eric. "Okay, roommates. Alex and Gabe. Lynn and Marlene. Peter and Uriah. Christina and Will, since apparently you'll be married in two weeks. Leaving Tris and Rita." Yippee. I'll be rooming with someone whose name I just learned today. Oh well, better than Peter.

I walk out, and Tobias is waiting for me. He hisses in my ear, "Meet me at the Ferris wheel at midnight."