Disclaimer: I'm unfortunately not the amazing, talented Veronica Roth and I do not own the characters, ideas, settings, etc.
Tobias POV:
I see the determination in Tris's eyes as she continue to punch the bag hanging limply from the ceiling, using all the techniques I taught the initiates. Despite using her best effects the bag barely moves. I decide to walk over there to give her some advice on fighting. As I'm walking over I check her out but try to hind it as if I'm just gazing at her stance.
"You don't have much muscle," I say, pretty sure I sound like a jerk, "which means you're better off using your elbows and knees. You can put more power behind them."
I rest my hand on her stomach. I can feel how slim she is. "Never forget to keep tension here." I should remove my hand before it gets too awkward but I have to fight myself to take it off. Eventually I do.
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It is Tris's turn to fight today and I can't believe Eric is making her verse Peter. As the first fight starts I zone out thinking about how petite she is and how for some reason I haven't been able to peel my eyes off of her. I have never felt this way about and one. I've never even been interested in a member of the opposite sex before.
The only thing that snaps me awake from my day dream is her. Her screams leaves my ears ringing and I see that Peter is beating the crap out of her. I try to stay strong but I can't do it anymore I have to leave, this isn't something I want to see.
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Initiation is almost over now and as people walk in and out of the fear landscape I find myself off in Tris land, I have been thinking about her so much that I decided to give it a name. I remember her throwing the knives and ignoring Peter's nasty comment and was the first one to even hit the target. Her comeback was the best. I tried so hard then to suppress the giggle raising up to my mouth straight from my stomach, not such if it worked.
And that time when we climbed the Ferris wheel, I don't know how she did it but when I was there I managed to almost forget my fear. I know it's weird but I just checked out her ass as she was climbing. It's so perfect. She's so perfect. When she almost fell my instincts just kicked in and I grabbed her around the waist but her shirt came up just a bit, leaving one of my fingers on her bare hip. I remember that feeling of electricity running through my veins.
Although it's crazy I hope that one day we can be together. I toke her into my fear landscape a while ago and I thought that would help but I was too much of a coward to take it any further. Besides I don't even think she likes me the way I like her.
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She ranked first, I can't believe it yet somehow I was expecting it. My little, gorgeous, funny, hot, sexy, courageous Tris. Oh what am I saying she's not mine. I can't believe how jealous I get when all the boys look at her with a glint of hunger in their eyes. But as she comes up to me and wraps her arms around me for a friendly thank-you-hug, I suddenly wish it was more than that. At that moment I realize that she is now a member and I have to figure out a way of telling her how I feel.