this is sort of an AU, when just before Tris is about to go into Four's fear landscape but they are interrupted. This changes everything. Will Tris find ever find out about the real Four?
Thanks for all the kind comments and stuff. This is my first Divergent fanfiction, they'll be Ten chapters I think. The first four are from Tobias' point of view. And then the next four are Tris'. The the last two are Tobias'.
Chapter 4 - Candor
(TOBIAS POV)
The dining room is vacant except for the large clump of initiates siting at one table. We have given them some time before training for today starts so I guess this is how they're spending it.
"Hey Four!" Someone calls.
Turning I see a slightly familiar smile. It belongs to Zeke but I see it plastered on the face of his younger brother Uriah.
"Come join us." Lynn shouts.
With the option of joining Eric, who's sitting alone on a table nearby I decide that I should join them for today. Making my way over I see everyone's eyes staring curiously at Tris.
"Tris is just explaining a game to us." Uriah scoots over so I can sit next to her.
However uncomfortable I feel sitting at this table. I can sense she is feeling even more so.
"So wait, what is it called again." Marlene asks.
"Candor." She replies, glancing at Christina as if for reassurance or approval.
"So like truth or dare, without the dare?" Uriah questions.
" I um... I don't really know what that is." She whispers uneasily.
"Come on, sure you do." Lynn mocks.
"Actually Abnegation bans those types of games. It encourages selfish activity." The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. I notice the scornful way I said it also.
The table falls silent and every eyes but Tris' stare at me inquisitively. I'm their instructor not there friend I have to remember that sometimes. I can't let them know, I promised myself that last night.
"Come on you've never read another factions manifesto?" I laugh, hiding my embarrassment.
"Some of us can't even read." Marlene says sticking her tongue out at Uriah.
"Anyway, it's a game I used to play with... Oh it doesn't matter." Tris says.
"Ooh, let's play, come on it'll be fun." Marlene insists.
After several rounds the game begins to get tiring. There's been countless questions about everyone's sexuality, which I can tell is not the most intriguing question for Tris. She almost shuts down, returning to the Beatrice I remember from Abnegation. But as soon as a question is asked of her, she immediately becomes the new and improved Tris. Like the one I saw lie to Eric last night.
"Tris, last night, you returned to the compartment later than everyone else," Tris tries to protest, in vain, to Christina's question "No you weren't there I was wide awake, don't try and deny it."
Everyone's attention is on her now. She's certainly Dauntless at the moment, no chance of being invisible.
"Where. Were. You?" Christina asks, " we all wanna know."
This is met by a round of nods from the others. She won't be able to wiggle her way of this. What does this mean for me?
Tris doesn't say anything, or do anything. She sits still. Her eyes are wide and alert, like the first time I saw her in Dauntless black. Striking. Noticeable. Almost beautiful.
"Why don't you ask the Stiff?" Eric seems to have taken an interest in our game.