"Are you even listening, Beatrice?" Amar asks, setting down the stack of papers he had been reading from. I meet his eyes and smile.

"Nope." His eyes roll, but he says nothing. I'm struggling to not pick at the tattoo just under my shoulder. Thankfully, it was only semi-permanent. Also thankfully, I got to choose it. I picked three ravens, partially because it was the simplest design, partially so I would have a story to tell in juvy. Ugh. My first time going undercover, and I have to go to juvy. Of all places.

Caleb bumps his shoulder against mine, to get my attention. I'm really glad he's able to come with me on the trip to my new, temporary home. I don't know what I would have done if I had to say goodbye to him back at the Agency.

"You know, Mom and Dad would have been so proud of you for this." He says quietly. I only nod, biting my lip. I don't want to start crying here, so I cut him off before he begins again.

"I know, Caleb." I smile at him, hoping he drops the subject. He smiles back, and I rest my head on his shoulder. It's been years since my parents died, and I still can't talk about it without crying.

"Beatrice." Amar is looking at me, but looks back down to the papers in his hands when our eyes meet. He has a tight smile on his face, and he looks almost uncomfortable.

"I know you don't want to do this, but it's time. Okay? I think you're ready. You will be fine. Now," He says, clearing his throat.

"Four is very guarded. It will be difficult to get in with him, but you will. You will do whatever you need, say whatever you have to, to get him to like you. To trust you. Then, you will get him to tell you all about Dauntless. We need to know where Eric is. We need to know where the rest of Dauntless is, what they're up to. This mission may take months, who knows exactly. But no matter what, he is your main goal. Do you understand? At my nod, he continues.

"This is one of the bigger juvenile dentition centers in Chicago, but it's full of some of the meanest kids around. Some of them aren't even kids, anymore. Either way, petty theft isn't a good enough crime for you to claim. However, I leave it to you to figure out your story." I nod again, and then the intercom announces our decent. My stomach churns nervously, while I struggle to stay calm. I will be fine. I will make my parents proud.


Amar escorts me through the building, after brief goodbyes. Caleb had smiled at me, and told me I would 'kick ass'. I had to cover a grin behind my hands at the look Amar gave Caleb when he said that. Tori smiled at me, wishing me luck. Caleb hugged me one last time. I bit my lip hard to keep from crying.

Amar, currently carrying my bags, pushes me through security. Even though I know I'm not an actual criminal, the look the guards give me sends shivers down my back. Finally through security, Amar hands me my bags.

"Here is all the info you need for now. Good luck, Beatrice. See you in two weeks." With that, he nods and turns back, deserting me in this hell hole.

Just as he disappeared from my view, I realize he never told me who would be my inside man. Letting out a sigh, I look at the paper in my hands. At the top, is my name. Followed by a room number. It seems as though I have a roommate. Maybe she'll know Four? Shifting my bags so I can carry them, I head in what I hope is the right direction. After getting sort of lost, as I've always had navigational issues, I finally find my room. I place a hand on the doorknob, waiting. I can hear more than one voice, which means my roommate must have friends over. Taking a deep breath, I push open the door and step inside.

There are three people in the room, two girls and one guy. They all stop talking, and turn to look at me. I can feel myself beginning to blush. Normally, I would hide behind Caleb and let him do all the introductions, but Caleb isn't here. I can't hide behind him anymore. I have to be brave.

"Hi." I say, and I wince when I realize my voice cracked. So much for being brave. One of the girls, who had been leaning awfully close to the guy, stands up, a smile on her face.

"Hi, Im Christina! You must be my roommate. You know, they only told me you'd be moving in today! Usually they're much better at that kind of stuff, but whatever. This is Will," She says, looking at the guy. She then looks toward the other girl, opening her mouth to speak. Before she can say anything, the other girl speaks up.

"And I'm Marlene." She says with a smile. They all look at me expectantly. A second too late, I realize they're waiting for me to introduce myself. I'm off to a great start here!

"Uh I'm.." I pause for a second, considering my new name. "Tris." Another pause, and I force myself to smile. The others nod in response, and then Will stands.

"Well, I better go. Ya know, before curfew." He rolls his eyes. Christina nods, getting up also. She hugs him, and he slips out the door behind me. Before he shuts the door, he turns and smiles at me, again.

"Nice to meet you Tris. Hopefully I'll see ya around." I nod, feeling sort of awkward. He wasn't flirting, right? He sends a wink Christina's way, and disappears. So, not flirting. I hope.

Christina, suddenly next to me, grabs one of my bags and sets it on a bed on the other side of the room. I follow her, set my bag down, and being to unpack.

"So.." Marlene starts. There's an awkward silence for a moment. Christina breaks it, with a laugh.

"So whatcha in for, Tris?" Christina finishes, with a wide grin. I'm not sure if I should answer. I hadn't even had time to figure it out, myself. Before I can think too much, I plaster a cheesy grin on my face and turn to look at the two girls.

"Wouldn't you like to know." They both laugh, and after a second Marlene speaks up.

"Well yea, that's why I asked!" We laugh a bit more, and after I turn back around to my dresser, I cringe. I really hope they weren't actually expecting an answer.

Suddenly a horn blares, loudly. I jump a little, and see both girls frowning. Marlene then stands up, heading toward the door.

"Well, that's the curfew bell. Ugh. See you guys tomorrow." She says, already halfway out the door.

Another awkward silence settles over us. At least, I think it's awkward. My back is turned slightly to Christina, so I can't really see what she's doing. I continue to unpack, quickly stuffing my new wardrobe of black into the dresser. When I finish, I force a yawn.

"Well, um..I think I'm going to shower..and go to bed." I mumble awkwardly, hardly looking my roommate in the eyes. God I'm doing awful.

"Alright. Shower's right there." She says, pointing to a door I hadn't noticed before. I shuffle through some of my clothes, before grabbing a long shirt and some soft shorts. Both black, of course.

After a warm shower, I get into bed while yawning. This time, it's not forced. I hear Christina muttering, but I'm not really listening. Pretty soon, I'm falling asleep.


"Rise and shine! Time to get up! We've got a full day ahead of us!"

"Mmmm..." I don't want to get up.

"Dude seriously, you have to get up. Its almost time for breakfast. Come on!"

I don't move to get up, and a second later the blanket is, once again, tugged off of me.

"Noooooo..." I whine, peeking an eye up at Christina, who has my blanket. I sigh and sit up, scowling at her while she laughs.

"Come on, get dressed lets gooo...you get to meet everybody!" She said cheerily. I perk up a little at that, wondering if 'everybody' includes Four.

"Alright fine. If I have to..." I stand up, stretch, then go through my dresser. It's actually hard to figure out what's what, considering it's all black. I grab what I think is a pair of black shorts, and a thin black shirt. Christina pulls off the shirt she had slept in, causing me to blush and look away.

"I'm gonna...change in the bathroom.." I mumble, feeling awkward. I hadn't really expected her to just strip right in front of me. Thankfully, she didn't seem to hear me, or at least took no notice.

Shutting the bathroom door behind me, I change into my clothes. I almost walk right out of the bathroom, but then I glance at my makeup bag sitting on the counter. Great. Though this bag isn't as stuffed with makeup as Tori's, there is still a lot in here that I don't really want to use. Trying to keep my hand steady, I apply some eyeliner. I almost stop there, but then Christina barges in.

"Is that all you're gonna put on? Here I'll do the rest, alright?" Instead of complaining, I force a smile and nod. She is just finishing up her own makeup when a loud horn wails, like the one I heard last night.

"Oh, that's the call for breakfast. While we're at breakfast, they go through our cabin. Not every day though, just once a week. To make sure there's nothing...well you know. Nothing we're not supposed to have. Alright, I'm done lets go." We both grab a jacket, and head out the door. On the way to what I assume is the main building, we meet up with Will and Marlene, and some other people I don't know. I smile at them, but no one says anything as we walk inside the building.

Looking around, I will probably get lost. Even with the signs plastered everywhere, this place is a maze. I follow the others, trying to make a note of where we go. Before I know it, we're standing right outside a door labeled "Cafeteria". Everyone files in, but I pause for a moment. Be brave. Be brave. Be brave.

Taking a deep breath, I walk into the room. There aren't as many people in here as I had thought there would be, but still enough to make me feel sick. Many of them have piercings, or tattoos. I glace down, checking to see if my own tattoo was visible. Part of a raven is just peeking out over the top of my shirt. Maybe I should have gotten another.

I follow Christina to a large table, and sit down next to her. On her other side is Will. Marlene is sitting across from him, next to another boy. At her other side is a girl. It's not long until people begin to notice me.

It almost feels like being the new kid at school. All eyes are on you, wondering who you are, if you're even worth the thought. Normally, I would hide myself from the curious looks. Instead, I keep my head up and look right into the eyes of the boy next to Marlene. He's got a wide, goofy grin on his face, and I can't help to smile back.

"Hi, I'm Uriah. You must be Chris's new roomie?"

I nod. "Yea, I'm Tris." I then look at the girl. "And you are?"

"Lynn." She says after a moment. She doesn't seem interested in furthering the conversation. I nod, mostly to myself, trying to remember all these names. No one has mentioned Four. Maybe they're not friends with him. I suppress a groan, feeling homesick already. I wish I was back in my bed, or in the training room, or watching a movie with Caleb and his friends. Anywhere but here. I'm pulled from my thoughts by Christina.

"Alright Tris, since you're gonna hang with us, I'm gonna warm you. Since you're with us, you're also with Four, okay? So don't talk to those guys," She points to a table on the opposite side of the room.

"Over there. Just don't. They'll probably try to sway you to 'their side'. But really, they're pretty lame. And the 'leader' is a dick too. Actually they're all dicks. Peter is just...cruel. Anyway, just stay away from them, alright?"

At the mention of Four, I had snapped my head to look at Christina. She was now looking at me, waiting for me to say something. I only nod in response.

"Okay cool. Oh look, there's Four and Zeke now." She says, looking at the door we came through earlier. I turn to look, though I'm not exactly sure which is Four. The chatter in the room stops as they stride toward our table.

"The one with the blue eyes is Four, the guy next to him is Zeke." Blue eyes indeed. If it weren't for the intimidating look in his eyes, he'd be really attractive. Oh who am I kidding, even with that look he's attractive.

"Damn," I mutter under my breath. "He's...hot." Christina, the only person close enough to hear me, laughs. She laughs loudly. Loud enough to make Four look directly at us, at me.

Oh boy.