Chapter 2

It was the day before Tobias' Choosing Ceremony. He walked over to Bee's house and saw her, along with Caleb and their friends, Susan and Robert sitting with them. Robert was sitting too close to Beatrice for Tobias' liking.

"Hey guys." He spoke as he walked up. Beatrice's head popped up and she grinned at him.

"Tobias." She said, trying to keep herself in check. They kept their feelings for each other as concealed as possible. For both their sakes. "How was your test?"

He shrugged. "It was fine. There's a lot to think about."

"I see."

Susan, Robert, and Caleb kept to themselves while he and Beatrice spoke, an Abnegation trait to keep their noses in their own business. After a few minutes, Tobias said goodbye, and he and Beatrice knew that they would meet later that night to talk.

"Beatrice, I don't know how I feel about your relationship with Tobias." Caleb said after a moment.

"Why?"

Caleb sighed, and Robert and Susan suddenly looked very uncomfortable. "Beatrice, Tobias is a troublemaker…"

Beatrice shook her head, ignoring the look of disappointment Caleb was giving her. "You don't know him like I do. He's sweet, and good. He's just finding his way, like all of us. And you'll see that tomorrow. He'll pick what's best for him. I know it."

"But how do you know that he'll pick Abnegation, Beatrice?" Caleb argued.

Robert and Susan stood suddenly. "Hey, we've got to get home. Our mom and dad are volunteering with the factionless tonight. But we'll see you tomorrow at the Choosing Ceremony, okay?"

Beatrice smiled at them. "Yes you will."

When they were gone Beatrice turned back to Caleb, and stood. "I don't know that he will pick Abnegation. I know that he'll pick what's best."

With that Beatrice turned and went into their house, where she waited patiently for night to fall so that she could go and see Tobias. It wasn't but half past eleven when she heard the familiar taps against her window. Beatrice smiled to herself, and swung her legs off her bed, running to the window after grabbing a sweatshirt from her closet.

Beatrice pulled her curtains aside and opened the window, grinning when she saw Tobias' familiar smile and blue eyes. Tonight they were a bright blue. Recently, they had been dark stormy, it was nice to see them bright again. He held his arms out as she climbed out and launched herself out of her second story window and into his arms. He caught her with ease, before setting Beatrice on her feet and taking her hand in his.

"Hi there." Beatrice smiled up at him.

Tobias smiled down at her, loving how her honey hair gleamed in the moon. "Hey. Come on, let's get to our field and then we can talk, okay?"

Beatrice smiled and nodded as they started to run in perfect synch with each other. Beatrice savored this time with Tobias, when they would run, their breaths and feet in perfect time and rhythm, something that they had perfected in the six years they had been friends. Somewhere in all that they became more.

They were no longer just friends, something that Caleb had apparently picked up on, not that Beatrice cared. She loved Tobias, and she intended to tell him tonight, no matter what. Their promise still held true. She was his, and he was hers. Beatrice refused to let Caleb's words affect her.

When they reached their field, Beatrice saw a small picnic basket set out on top of a red and white checkered blanket.

"I wanted tonight to be special, Bee. Tonight is important." He spoke softly, leading her to the blanket, where they kneeled and sat. Tobias pulled out some simple sandwiches and containers with water in them.

"It's perfect Tobias. I love it." Beatrice reached for Tobias' hand and squeezed lightly in reassurance.

Together they ate quietly, and when they finished, they laid down and looked up at the stars in comfortable silence. Finally Tobias spoke.

"Bee, I'm scared."

Beatrice's eyebrows furrowed, and she turned to look at him. "What are you scared of? You're the most brave person I know. You shouldn't be scared."

"Everything changes tomorrow, Beatrice. Everything. And this isn't some small decision, it's my whole life."

Beatrice paused and thought for a moment. "But I'm right here for you, Toby. I'm right here, and I'm holding your hand telling you that it'll all be okay. No matter what. I'm yours. You're mine."

Tobias looked pained. "But it's not all that simple, it's—"

"Right now it is, Tobias. It is. You have to do what's right."

"How do you even know what's right when everything is so confusing? When you have a million screaming in your head screaming a million different things?"

Beatrice turned and sat directly in front of him grasping both of Tobias' hands firmly. "You close your eyes, take a couple deep breaths and tell all the voices to quiet down. Then you listen to the one that matters most. You listen to your heart, because it knows you better than anyone else does."

"I beg to differ." Tobias said quietly.

Beatrice smiled. "Why that's awfully presumptuous of you."

Tobias laughed. "You still don't know how to use that word properly, Bee, but it's okay."

Beatrice giggled, and in that moment, Tobias just listened to his heart, and pulled her forward into a bone crushing hug. Their breathing stopped for a moment. Beatrice was frozen momentarily, and then she was hugging him back and they were both holding onto each other for dear life. In that moment, it was just Beatrice and Tobias. Bee and Toby. And that was all that mattered.

"Toby," Beatrice whispered into his shoulder.

"Bee." Tobias whispered back, holding tight.

"Toby, I need to tell you something." Beatrice could feel her voice shaking.

They pulled apart, and soon they both realized it wasn't just Beatrice's voice that was shaking, it was her whole body. Beatrice had never been so scared in her whole life. Not even when Peter, that awful Erudite, had called her names and shoved her.

"What is it? You can tell me anything Bee."

Beatrice felt her breathing catch, and then she was whispering, "I love you, Tobias. I love you so much it hurts, and I just needed you to know before you choose tomorrow."

There was a deafening silence between the two teenagers as Tobias took in what Beatrice had just told him. It felt like it went on forever, each silent second passing a fresh stab in the heart to Beatrice. She pulled her hands away from his and wiped her eyes. She should have known. He could never love a stupid Abnegation fourteen year old.

"Beatrice," Toby started.

"No, Tobias, it's fine, really, I just…I was just—" Beatrice stammered, stumbling for any excuse.

"Beatrice, stop and listen to me for a second." Toby said, reaching for her hands again, and forcing her to focus on his deep blue eyes. They were stormy tonight.

Beatrice did everything in her power to try and control her tears. "What?"

"Bee, I love you. I love you too."

There was a split second before Beatrice was jumping into Tobias' arms, hugging him close to her. They laid there under the stars, whispering sweet nothings to each other until they realized that it was starting to get light out. Holding hands they packed everything up and walked back to their homes.

Beatrice jumped into the tree outside her house and swung into her open window easily, slipping into her bed to sleep for a few hours before her parents would come to wake her and her brother for the Choosing Ceremony.

Beatrice couldn't keep the elated grin off her face as she got ready that morning and made her way with her family to the Choosing Ceremony at the Hub.

"What's got you so cheery today, Beatrice?" Caleb asked as they let their parents trail just slightly ahead of them.

Beatrice giggled and shrugged. "Just in an amazing mood today. I feel like I could do anything today. Maybe it's the fact that it's Choosing day, I don't know."

In Beatrice's elation, she missed a little old Candor lady, struggling to get the contents of her purse, which she had dropped, together. Caleb huffed, and immediately went to help.

"Beatrice, come help. Just because you're in a good mood doesn't mean that we shouldn't still help others."

"Yes, Caleb." Beatrice reigned it in, and moved to help her brother and the little old lady. She would have to tell Tobias about the incident tonight, they always seemed to understand that neither of them fit in here.

When they finally made it inside and took their seats, Beatrice began looking for Tobias all over. She finally spotted him, and he made eye contact for a split second before looking away. No smile. Nothing. Why wouldn't he make eye contact? Today was exciting.

As the ceremony began she saw many boys and girls return to their home factions. Finally she heard Marcus Eaton, Tobias' father and Master of Ceremonies call his name.

Slowly, Tobias made his way to the altar. He looked back at Beatrice once and seemed to try and say something with his eyes that Beatrice didn't have time to pick up on. She held her breath at Tobias cut his hand open, and squeezed his blood…onto the coals. Beatrice's heart stopped. It stopped, and she couldn't seem to get the damn thing to start again. She couldn't even stop the tears as Tobias made his way to the Dauntless, who were whooping, cheering, and hollering as the rest of the auditorium sat in complete silence.

But Beatrice didn't hear anything but white noise, because Toby left her. He said he loved her, and then he left her.

*Next Chapter is from Tobias' Point of View as he goes through his initiation, and then it will pick up with Beatrice's Choosing Day! Please read, review, and all that jazz! I will hopefully have more for you all soon! I have a lot planned! Love you all, Rosaline*