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After lunch, we take the transfers back to their dorms. "Training starts at precisely eight o'clock tomorrow morning and will go until six, with a break for lunch," I inform them. "And don't even think about showing up late," I say trying out my own "Four" voice. I see the corners of Tobias' mouth twitch and hold back a smile of my own.
"Get some rest. You'll need it," he adds.
We leave the dorms and head back to Tobias' apartment. I'm not sure why, but we seem to stay there most of the time. I think it's because it's where he feels most comfortable. I do too. I barely use my own apartment, but since we aren't married, we technically aren't supposed to share one. I sleep at Tobias' almost every night and keep most of my clothes and things at his place, anyways.
When we get there, I plop myself down on our-his bed.
"I missed not holding your hand today," he admits, laying down and stroking my palm.
I turn over and prop my head up, staring into his eyes. It was my idea to keep our relationship sort of a secret from the initiates. "I know me too," I say. "Maybe we can drop that act because I don't think it will help any." I thought that if I was hanging on to Tobias all the time, the initiates wouldn't find me intimidating.
As if reading my mind, Tobias says, "No matter how much taller they are than you, trust me, you for sure scare them." He smiles.
"Okay," I say. "And if not, oh well, because I miss you too much," I admit. I lean forward and plant a kiss on his lips. When I pull away, he groans, "Tris, come back…"
I smile and lean in again, closing the space between us. Running my hand down his steady arm, I feel his biceps and then his firm forearms. I kiss him harder and he brushes over my hair and wraps his arm around me, pulling me even closer.
"You know I love you, right?" I whisper into his ear.
"Not as much as I love you, Tris," He smiles.
We lounge around the apartment, not wanting any company other than each other's, but eventually, we have to leave for dinner. On the way there, I think aloud. "I wonder if any of our transfers already got tattoos today?"
"I'm willing to bet the Amity and Abnegation didn't," Tobias states.
"Well, you never know," I say. "I certainly never thought I would get a tattoo." As if on cue, we see Connor, the first jumper and Kyle, the Erudite, running back from the Pit toward the cafeteria. I feel them eyeing Tobias' and my hands intertwined and I try not to be embarrassed.
"Where are you two coming from?" I ask, nosily.
"I got my first tattoo!" Connor exclaimed. I give Tobias a look as if to say, See, who was right?
"Oh, yeah?" I ask him. "What is it?"
"Dauntless flames!" He shouts. Almost a little too excited,I think. He lifts up the sleeve of his new, crisp, black t-shirt and reveals the masterpiece. It was the circle of Dauntless flames right where his bicep is. Not that he had much to speak of. I pinched myself for thinking that. I didn't want to be mean.
Instead, I say, "Wow, congrats!"
Four just looks at him and Kyle, not saying anything, but they don't seem to notice, or don't seem to care.
"I know, thanks!" He shouts again, and they run off into the cafeteria ahead of us.
Tobias and I continue into the cafeteria and sit at our usual table with our friends. Christina talks my ear off about her initiates, even though we've barely met them, I can't imagine how much she'll say when she has them all day, every day. But I love Christina, as much as she talks.
After dinner, Tobias and I return to his apartment, and I fall asleep in his arms, my favorite spot in the world. As I drift off, I think about the next day. I'm curious about the Abnegation transfers. I wish I had recognized them, but I can't say that I have. I wonder why they transferred. I wonder if either of them are Divergent.