It has been 6 months. 6 months since Tris left me. I wish I had been there for her. I wish I didn't shout at her. She was so lost, broken. I wish I followed her when I saw her get up and walk. But it is too late now.

"Tobias," calls Tori. She brings me back to reality. "We have new initiates coming today. Don't forget you are going to teach with someone. She will be ready under the net tomorrow at 9 o'clock. Her name is Six. Be prepared."

Six.. It was what Tris called her for fun. She called us Four and Six. I look at the tattoo marked on my wrist. 4+6… All the memories came flowing in. It was too painful to remember. I realised Tori was waiting for a reply.

"Ok, I'll try to be on time,"I whispered and went to the bar to drink my problems away.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I woke up and got ready. Since I had only 10 minutes to get ready, I didn't bother to cover my tattoos, especially the ones with Tris on it. I ran to the pit and saw a red-haired girl. She was facing her back at me and probably didn't realise that I was standing right behind her. She was the same size as Tris. Wearing short leather shorts and a black tank top exposed her pale skin. Since her hair was tied into a high ponytail, I could see her pierced ears. She had spiked jewellery all over her. The I realised something. I could see the tattoos. The tattoos that I know very well. Too well. I could see the abnegation symbol, the birds…

Then, she suddenly faces me. It's Tris. My Tris is standing right in front of me.

She smirks and says, "Hello Tobias. Miss me?".

Every part of my body missed her. I want to be mad at her. Really mad, but I can't bring myself to be. I just want to stand by her side. Feel her presence. My voice is trembling. Hell, I am trembling. All I can do right now is hug her tight.

"I guess you owe me an apology" she says between laughters.

"I think your the one that owes me an apology."

Just at that moment, the first jumper jumps. As we wait for everyone, I watch Tris carefully. She looks so different now. That little girl that I knew turned into someone new. She is now wearing high heels that makes her longer. I see all of the initiates staring at her with awe. I am not the hot topic for the initiates to talk about. She is. With her strong and clear voice, she delivers a short speech which makes eve the Dauntless born scared. She gives the directions and starts walking away with the Dauntless born. I can hear her laughing at a remark of a boy.

"He is right Four, my initiatives will beat the hell out of yours" she shouts and disappears with her group.

Everyone in my group is talking about her. The boys are talking about how hot she looked and the girls are talking about how she is their idol. One Candor boy states that he wish she would be training them instead of me. This statement gets me really jealous. Not because they prefer her, but because she is my Tris. She is mine.

I bump into Tori while going to lunch.

"Hey, did you know that Six was actually Tris?" I asked her.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but everyone knew that she was Six. Everyone other than you."

"So are you trying to say that she faked her death," I asked, "and that everyone knew it? You saw what I went through. Why didn't you tell me anything?"

"We all wanted to, but she asked us not to. And she didn't fake anything. She did really jump off. Luckily, Marlene and Uriah were on a walk and when they heard a sound, they ran at her direction. She was still breathing, but needed a lot of medical help. We hid her in a room. She got all the treatment she needed. She had a low chance of survival, let alone turn back to normal. The nurse thought about amputating her arm, but she was too stubborn. She wanted herself declared a dead, just in case. No one was allowed to visit her. No one but me. When she got out, she was a different person. Stonger, braver, still a bit reckless, but most importantly bolder. Now she is like this. IT has been 2 weeks since she go out and her first wish was to train the initiates with you so she could kick your butt." said Tori laughing at the end. "Also, she said you were better off without her."

I was lost without her. If I hadn't met her, I would have been factionless. I was never better without her. When I walked inside the dining hall, I saw her taking cake while chatting with Chris. Just a when it was her turn and she got the knife to cut her piece, I whispered "We have a lot of catching up to do."