A/N Bonjourrrrrrrr! I'm trying hard to update at least once a day but its pretty hard so I thought, seeing as I'm ill and currently at home why not WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER?! I must admit I don't really know where I'm going with this and I'm open to any suggestions about where you think Tris should work. Let your imagination go wild.

Keep forgetting to do this

DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN DIVEREGNT. VERONICA ROTH DOES.

Tobias' POV-

I watched her run ahead of me. The t-shirt she was wearing was slowly inching upwards as she tried to race on. I found this highly amusing, I mean this wasn't like Tris but then again it wasn't like me either, after all I was running after her topless. I let her carry on a few paces ahead of me, just so she could get closer to the pit where she was most likely to get too embarrassed to carry on. That's when she was about to turn a corner and smacked straight into...Uriah. I rolled my eyes, Tris plan seemed to have unfolded nicely.

"Oh Uriah, I've being looking for you" she fluttered her eyelashes in an attempt to look flirtatious. The normally loud Uriah was quiet for once; he blushed deeply not knowing where to look or how to respond. At that point I ran to Tris, flipped her over my shoulder and gave Uriah a warning look then a smirk. I did like the kid but I thought I'd let him know not to mess with my Tris. I jogged into a dark corridor with Tris still draped over my shoulder, I placed her against a wall and pinned her arms above her head.

"Excuse me but I don't think you're being entirely fair" Tris said, imitating a posh accent.

"You want to talk about being fair?" I raised an eyebrow, "oh so you wouldn't mind if I just happened to bump into Lauren…" I let my voice trail off as I watched her blue eyes narrow. I slowly released my grip on her arms and made to turn away. Her small hands grabbed my hips and her small body crashed against mine.

"Don't" was all she managed to say

"Hrm, is that jealousy maybe?" I taunted, pulling the smile I knew made her go crazy.

"You got it in one" she smiled and kissed me sweetly, at that point Eric started to make his way down the corridor, a stack of paperwork in his hand and a disgusted look on his fucking butt ugly face.

"Do me a favour" he spat at us "put some fucking clothes on and get a god damn room".

I was tempted to punch him right then and there but Tris' grip tightened on my waist, she knew me so well. As he went to walk past he turned and said "Oh and one last thing" his focus completely on Tris,

"you might want to hurry up, your supposed to be picking your job in" he looked down at his watch, "twenty minutes". He smiled dangerously before dropping his gaze to her bare legs. That did it. My fist connected with his jaw and I felt it dislodge. I smiled satisfactorily and laced my fingers with Tris'. I knew she was confused about what job to pick and I wanted her to know I was going to support her with whatever choice she made. Together we half walked half jogged back to her apartment to get ready. This was going to be interesting.