The final part to the two-shot. Enjoy and please don't hate me. Any questions, you can find me on my tumblr 'nwritings'.


Tris POV

After making my quick escape from Zeke's army of unruly questions, my feet only slow down once I know for sure that he isn't coming after me anymore. Thank God that lunch ends in only a few short moments or else I'd have had to walk around the schoolyard on my lonesome.

Making sure my path is devoid of Zeke, I make a dash back to the common rooms seeing that I was all the way out at the parking lot and needed to cover a fair distance. However, instead of running back, my feet stop at the sight of the shiny black Camaro SS. Tobias' shiny black Camaro SS.

Growing up around cars, I had to admit it was one hell of a car at that. Taking a quick scope of the body kit, I found it a little odd that all windows were tinted a dark black which hid the interior and was almost definitely beyond the rules of the state. Well, he was the mayor's son, he could mostly likely get away with anything.

There were a few modifications to the exterior and the car had been lowered a considerable amount, aside from that everything else was intact.

The bell blaring through the outside speakers makes me almost jump out of my own skin and I hurry back to my locker, completely forgetting my avoidance of Zeke.

By the time I reach my locker, other students have already began to scatter and my breaths came out in quick shallow pants. I should really start working out.

After retrieving my books and slamming my locker door shut, I barely make it into the room before Mrs. Hart begins her thesis on the book we were supposed to read over the summer. The book which I may have forgotten to read. Crap.

Scanning the room I spot a empty table closer to the back and make a beeline for it. Sliding into my seat and calming down, my eyes follow a brown tail until I land of the sleeping form of Response, snoring lazily under Tobias' seat across from my own. My eyes flicker to his own form and notice the black ink curling around his neck. Christ, just when I thought he couldn't get any better looking.

My attention draws to the fact that he doesn't have any books out in front of him like the rest of the class and instead focuses all his attention on Mrs. Hart, barely even blinking. Maybe he has photogenic memory? That, or he doesn't care for his studies.

Someone clears there throat beside and I nearly shit my pants when my gaze turns towards a smirking Zeke. Fuck. My eyes snap towards the board just as Mrs. Hart starts handing out booklets, which evidently gives Zeke the perfect opportunity to strike up his interrogation.

"So, Tris, interesting seeing you and Eaton sitting by the oak, huh?" he nudges me.

I glare at him from the corner of my eye. "I was just talking to him, what's the big deal?" I whisper back.

Zeke gives out a breath of laughter, "Gee, I don't know Tris, maybe it's because you're like a bloody hermit that converted into a nun? Or maybe it's because—," I stunted his little rap sheet of my history of a social life before someone else overheard, giving him an even fiercer glare.

"Zeke, I swear on Satan's grave I'll make you regret ever being born if you don't can it." I snap.

"Ooo, me likey Fiesty Tris." Zeke all but blows me a kiss which I wave away before getting on with my work. I shake my head and almost can't refrain my smile. Damn him.

I got on with my work but from time to time, my eyes drew back to Tobias, who looked in deep thought as he wrote sentence after sentence. Huh. Maybe he did have photogenic memory after all.

When the bell rang, signalling the end of the second last period, I couldn't help but notice that Tobias only got up minutes after everyone else had and almost looked a little startled looking around. He stood up briskly, gathering all his belongings and strolled out the door with Response in tow before anyone could approach him.

Out in the crowded halls, people made as much way they could for Tobias and Response and continued to stare at him long after he'd passed.

"Lusting after the new eye-candy?" Christina's giddy voice breaks my line of sight as I turn towards her.

My answer is a simple, "Nup." Christina just chooses to smirk at me, implying that Zeke had already blabbed his mouth about our lunch encounter. "Do you happen to have a free this period?"

Christina shakes her head. "Damn you, I have Phys. Ed and I think we're doing the beep test," she whines. I chuckle at her misery which earns me a slap on the arm.

"I'll catch you by your shit-box on wheels after school!" I wave her off laughing as she strikes me with a feign offended look.

"Hey! That 'shit-box on wheels' is your ride home Prior." She points her finger threateningly at me before running off towards the Gym.

Well, that leaves me by myself once again.

I stroll towards my locker and grab my maths books before deciding to study in the library.

Setting foot inside the library, I notice a few girls from my Physics class chatting away in a corner table and a few other people I've seen around the schoolyard. Aside from that, the library wasn't very 'occupied'.

Finding a seat on a lengthy table, flanked with stools on either side, I plop down and pull out my laptop. Opening up my textbook, I start on my notes before realising a hard-copy would do much easier. As I'm getting up, to my utter surprise I find Tobias sitting at the other end of the table which seemed a far stretch away and appeared to be buried deep in his own studies.

He doesn't notice me, even when my chair whines against the hardwood floors as I stand up and I shake off the peculiar feeling. That was a little odd, considering human eyes and ears are drawn to attention of disruptions. Then I realise that Response is not at his standard position at Tobias' feet. Odd.

Nonetheless, I continue to search the shelves scavenging for the pesky text-book but my hunt is cut short when the fire-alarm blares out from all the speakers. Perfect timing, I think of Christina's joy of cutting her beep test short and muffle my laugh.

I quickly make my way towards the table I was occupying and see that Tobias is still taking notes, sitting with his back to everyone and not fazed in the least. Continuing to stash everything in my back-pack, I cast a glance in his direction before starting towards the door.

I stop halfway and realise there's only the two of us left and yet he still hasn't moved and the alarm hasn't stopped either. Panicking slightly, I call out to him. "Tobias!" He didn't turn around. Bloody hell, he probably had his earbuds shoved so far up his ears that he couldn't hear a thing. Grumbling, I run back towards him and continue to yell out to him.

"Tobias!"

No response.

"Hellooo? Tobias!"

No response. I started to panic. What was his deal?

When I reach him, I place a hand on his shoulder and immediately reel back when he flinches hard. "What?" He snaps before recognising its me. There's anger written all over his features but he quickly recovers and blinks up at me clueless.

"The alarm! The fire-alarm!" I shout frantically.

I watch the recognition hit him along with a look of sheer panic. "Shit." He grabs all his books, stuffs them into his bag and together we run towards the exit. I see Response barking outside the glass doors and Tobias swears again.

Once we make it outside, my mind is moving too fast to process what just happened. Tobias suggests we wait out on the grass where some other students and teachers are piling around and all I can do is nod.

Tobias, along with Response sits down on the grass and leans against a tree, similar to when we first met. But all I can do is stare, stunned by what just happened.

I voice my thoughts, standing in front of him. "Um, what…what just happened?"

Tobias stares at me, his eyes scanning my face and he sighs. "Sorry, my mind was somewhere else."

I continue to stare at him as my eyebrows furrow, expecting more of an explanation but thats all he gives me.

"Are you serious? How can you just tune out a fire-alarm?" I ask in all seriousness. The anger I witnessed amidst the library returns and he stands up abruptly, catching Response's attention.

"I've said my piece, sorry if I worried you, okay?" He glares at me and suddenly I find it hard to believe this was the same Tobias I'd met a few hours ago. He doesn't spare me another glance before stepping around me, calling for Response to follow.

I'm stunned into silence. What had gotten him so hostile? And what the ever-loving fuck just happened?

I wanted answers so I spun around and approached his retreating figure. "Tobias!"

Yet again, I get no response. Had I angered him that much? Maybe I should just say sorry and let it go.

"Tobias! Sorry, okay?" A sigh escaped me as he didn't stop.

When I get close enough, I'm about to place a hand on his shoulder but Respone's growl stills my movements. I blink a couple times before I continue to place my hand on his shoulder.

Once again Tobias flinches but this time he rears back with his fists in the air. My eyes widen and I quickly put my hands up, jumping back. "Woah! It's just me!"

Tobias visibly relaxes but his anger doesn't recede. "What do you want?" He growls.

My mouth opens to form words but nothing comes out. "I—uh, I just…,"

His anger broadens. "I don't have time for this." He's about the spin around but I grab ahold of his arm.

"You didn't hear me."

"What?" He spits. "I told you—,"

I shake my head, my face going slack. I say it again. "You didn't hear me!"

Tobias' eyes widen before he shakes off my hand. My mind goes back to the library.

He wasn't wearing headphones.

He looks away but my heart stops when I see the pain and desperation he tries to hide.

My voice is barely a whisper, I can't comprehend any of this. I step back, my vision blurring at the edges.

"You can't hear me."


AN: My heart goes out to you Daniel Colton. I fucking love you.