BONJOUR! SO THIS IS THE LAST INSTALLMENT OF PETER AND CALEB'S STORIES! SADLY, I PROBABLY WON'T BE ABLE TO UPDATE FOR A FEW DAYS, AT LEAST BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE COMING OVER! OKAY THEN!

PETER'S POV

I no longer felt like moving.

My father had died in the attack on Erudite. My eleven-year-old sister, Nadia was scarred for life and spent most of her time staring at a wall. My mother was usually crying in her room. Things didn't look good for us.

I was lying on the couch in my old house. I hadn't changed my clothes or showered for a few days now.

Then, my doorbell rang. I debated whether to open it for a minute.

Then a female voice shouted, "Peter, you'd better open this door or I will break it down!" Only one person would say that to me.

I heaved myself up and made my way over to the door. I opened it to reveal the small blonde girl standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Isobel, why are you here?" I asked. Isobel was one of the few people who actually talked to me in Dauntless initiation and eventually became my best friend, but I didn't want to talk to anyone right now.

"Because I've come to proclaim my undying love for you," she said rolling her eyes.

"Seriously," I said.

"Well, I want you to join this group called Allegiant. It's trying to bring back the Faction systems," she said.

"Why would I want to bring it back?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well it was better than being run by the Factionless," she said.

I thought about it for a second.

"Alright," I said.

"Be at the Merciless Mart at 12:00 am tonight," she said.

"How's Nadia?" asked Isobel, lowing her voice.

"Not good," I said.

"What's she doing?" she asked.

"Usually staring at a wall. She's barely eating or sleeping. She hasn't moved from her bed since we go back after the attack," I said.

"Have you tried dumping ice water on her?" she asked. I couldn't tell if she was kidding or not.

"Why would I do that?" I asked.

"My sister did that to me once. That got me out of bed in the morning," she said.

"This isn't a matter of getting up in the morning! She probably has PTSD and depression! We all just found out that our life is a lie! Dumping water on her isn't going to help!" I said, slightly annoyed.

"Fine then, first off that was a joke, second, make her laugh, somehow. I can dump water on you. That would be funny," she said.

"How about something else," I said. "And be serious."

"Just tell her something that will make her laugh. Don't let her sit all alone. And try giving her ice cream," said Isobel. "Remember, 12:00, Merciless Mart."

"Don't worry I'll be there," I said.

Isobel gave me a a looked over her shoulder as she walked away. "You'd better be!"

SO I HAVE IDEAS FOR A BUNCH OF OTHER CHAPTERS AFTER THIS! ALSO, IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING THAT WILL FOT THE STORY THAT YOU'D LIKE ME TO ADD, JUST TEL ME SOMEHOW AND I'LL TRY AND PUT IT IN! REVIEWS PLEASE! STAY PIEFACEINGLY!