Chapter 3:

Tobias' POV:

Tris looks so beautiful, I just can't help but say it.

"You are so beautiful, Tris."

"You said that 17 times…"

"Because it's true," I say, and I pull her into my arms, pick her up, and take her out the door.

"Four!" she says, alarmed. Why is she yelling out a number? Oh yeah, that's me.

"Muffin, please don't call me that."

"Tobias…" she whispers.

"Yes, Muffin?"

"First off, don't call me that. Seco-"

"But I like calling you Muffin, Muffin," I laugh. I just said muffin twice. Strange. Tris doesn't laugh with me.

"Where are we going?!" she yells.

"Somewhere special." She wriggles in my arms, but I hold her there. "Don't go anywhere, Tris," I beg, struggling to keep her still in my arms.

"Tobias, let go!" At that, she's out of my arms. I try to grab her again, but she sidesteps it, and grabs my wrists. I would try to get out of her grasp, but I don't want to hurt her, and I like when she touches me.

"Tobias," she says, her eyes trained on mine.

"Hmm…" I say, dazed by her beautiful eyes, and I realize she's been calling my name for a while now.

"What did that man do to you?"

"What man? What do you mean?" Before I know it, we're back inside. "Tris let's go-"

"No, Tobias. You need to stay in here."

"Why?"

"Because, they did something to you, you're acting all goofy."

"No I'm not! I'm happy," I argue.

"Right." She rolls her eyes.