A/N- guys, before you read this chapter, let me just say I am so so so so so sorry that I didn't update on Sunday.

I had a horrible writers block and I just wasn't able to get the chapter finished until this today. I am so sorry guys. I still have a horrible writers block, but it's not as bad.

Normally I listen to Ed Sheeran when I write. Do you guys think that if I listen to other artists as well when I write that I will get more inspiration?

Again, I am so sorry. I love you guys so much.

Disclaimer- I own nothing.

"Hey Tris, hey Uriah." Marlene greets us as we enter the dining hall for lunch. "How was your morning away from the compound?"

"Fine." I mutter.

"How were the initiates?" Uriah asks her, grabbing a sandwich.

She shrugs. "They were fine, I guess. Zeke won his fight against Eric. Caleb won against that one girl from Candor. The Stiff beat Shauna also. I don't remember about the others."

I nod. "Where'd Lynn go?"

"Honestly, I don't know." Marlene laughs. "She disappeared after the fights finished and didn't tell anyone where she was going. She probably went to go stab an initiate or something like that."

I know Marlene is joking, but is Lynn we're talking about. I wouldn't be completely surprised if that actually was true.

"Have they all woken up yet?" Uriah asks.

Marlene nods. "None of them were out for too long."

"That's good" I say. "We can't have anyone dead this early in initiation."

"That's the spirt, Tris!" Uriah exclaims enthusiastically.

"How long ago did the lunch break start?"

"About twenty minutes ago, maybe?" Marlene guesses.

I nod. "Okay. We can start this afternoon once you've finished eating." I suggest to Uriah.

"Sure." He says, continuing to eat his sandwich. "You're not going to eat anything, Tris?"

I shake my head. "Not really hungry." I mumble.

"It's going to be okay, Tris." Uriah whispers. "Don't beat yourself up over it."

"I know. I'm not."

Uriah sighs. "Let's just get back to training."

I nod and we both stand up.

"Initiates! Start making your way to the training room!" Uriah yells out through the dining hall.

I hear the shuffle of initiates getting up and I walk out of the dining hall, to the training room. Within the next five minutes, all twelve initiates have joined Uriah and I.

"Okay, everyone, we are now going to practice more with accuracy with knife throwing." Uriah announces.

"I thought we were doing shooting first." I whisper to him.

He shrugs. "I honestly didn't remember what we discussed." He whispers back. "Anyway, everyone grab three knives and find your own target."

The initiates go over to the open closet and grab out three knives each and pick their own targets. Uriah and I decided just to leave the closet door open because we were too lazy to lay all of the guns and bullets and knives out on the table.

"Do a few warm up throws to get used to throwing again since you haven't thrown since yesterday." I say. "You have 5 minutes. Go."

Almost instantly, the room is filled with the sound of knives hitting the target or the knives clattering on the ground. I can't help but constantly watching Tobias. His form is practically perfect. His large muscles flex through his tank top each time he lifts his arm and throws a knife, which always lands somewhere very near to the center of the target.

I am admiring him until I feel Uriah stand up from where he was sitting next to me. Snapping out of my thoughts, I stand up as well. I try to push Tobias out of my mind and pay attention to what Uriah is saying.

"So, you guys are doing much better than you were doing yesterday." Uriah says. I mentally agree with him. "Most of you are now able to hit the target. Now just to get to the center, you have to focus all of your attention to the center."

"You have to feel like there is some sort of emotional connection between you and where you wish to aim." I add in. "Sort of like Uriah when he is staring at a piece of Dauntless cake."

Uriah glares at me. "Let's have a demonstration. Tris, stand in front of the target."

I walk over to the target. "If I loose focus, I could impale her. I just need to focus on the spot directly above her left shoulder and release."

Uriah picks up a knife and a steady breath, looks towards me and releases the knife. It zooms by, stabbing into the wall right above my left shoulder.

"Concentration is the key. Don't loose focus." I say, waking away from the target.

Uriah and I walk around the room, critiquing each initiate individually and giving them tips on how to improve their stance and aim until it is time to go to the dining hall for dinner.

Uriah and I walk to our table together. Christina, Marlene, Lynn, and Will are already there. I take my usual seat next to Christina and Uriah sits in his usual spot next to Marlene, quickly kissing her on the cheek before helping himself to a cheeseburger. I grab a plain hamburger and put it on my plate as well.

"Visiting day is in like three days." Christina points out while biting into her hamburger.

Lynn nods. "It is."

"I hope my sister comes to visit." Christina hopes. "I haven't seem Rose since our initiation."

"Cara is coming." Will says with a smile. "She told me that she would be sure to get a day off from work just so she can come see how I am. Apparently the Erudite are currently working harder than ever. I'm really happy she still found a way to be able to come."

I smile hearing the excitement that is in his voice. "I think my mom is coming. She normally does. I don't know about my dad though. He seems to have avoided me since I came to Dauntless. He won't even talk to me at the extremely boring faction leader and ambassador meeting we have together." I sigh sadly. "I'll be right back. I'm going to go talk to Caleb."

I stand up from the table and walk over to where Caleb is sitting next to Zeke, across from Zeke and Shauna who are sitting extremely close and holding hands, and shockingly, Caleb is sitting next to a guy named Spencer.

Spencer was the first ranking initiate last year. He was a Candor transfer who surprisingly never had a "Candor smart-mouth" that almost all of the initiates that come from Candor have for a while after they come to Dauntless. He does a lot of insane things that aren't daredevil insane, but just weird. He went down a zip line in a chicken suit a few months ago. He has dark black hair and green eyes. A lot of girls have a crush on him, but the thing is, he is the gayest person in the entire compound. If he didn't come to Dauntless, Spencer would've been an Amity. He is kind. Too kind. I don't trust him at all. Something about him just seems too off.

"Hey guys. Hey Spencer." I say. "Caleb, can I ask you a quick question?"

He nods. "Um, yeah sure"

Caleb follows me out into the hall. "Is dad mad at me? Does he hate me because of my decision to transfer here?" I ask.

"He didn't hate you. He was just really mad. Probably almost as mad as he would be if one of us went to Erudite." Caleb replies.

"Is he coming for visiting day, do you know? It's in three days."

"Sorry, Tris. I don't know. Mom probably is though."

I nod. "I know. She promised me that she would come every year."

"Maybe now that we're both here, maybe he will come visit us both?" He says questioning himself as he speaks.

I sigh. "I don't know. Let's get back inside. I'm hungry."

We enter the dining hall together and I take my seat next to my friends again while Caleb goes over with his friend group. I'm glad he's made friends. I just don't trust him near Spencer.

A/N- Spencer is back. Who remembers Beatrice Eaton? Wasn't he just the greatest?

Insert evil laugh here.

BYE