A/N: So sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been really busy! You actually don't see much Candor or Dauntless here; half of this is them arguing. I'm really sorry if this bores you, but I promise that next chapter will be full of them playing Candor or Dauntless! Enjoy reading!

Tris POV

Alex rolled her eyes at Zeke. "We don't have lines, Zeke." He glared at her. "We totally have lines! I was supposed to say, 'Then let's go play some Candor or Dauntless.'"

I raised my eyebrows. "Does it matter?"

"Of course it matters!" Zeke exclaimed. "I was supposed to build the suspense like a total badass, but now Four sounds more badass than I am!"

Tobias' lips quirked up in a way I loved so much. "I think we all know that Four was always more badass than you are," Drake stated flatly.

"And I'm more badass than all of you," I said, trying to sound cocky. I hope it was convincing.

Apparently it was, since Tobias glared at me. "You are not badass." I raised my eyebrows and smirked. Am I smirking too much? I feel like I am.

"Says the guy who got his ass whooped by a small girl like me," I retorted. I may have said this with nonchalance, but I was dying inside. It killed me that I fought him. It killed me to know that I hurt him. It killed me to see the blood running down his face. Tobias rolled his eyes. "You're pretty hypocritical, you know," Tobias stated. "One minute you're saying that you're badass, and the next you say you're small and a girl. It's stupid."

I rolled my eyes externally, but on the inside I was scolding myself. I need to get better at hiding my real self. Tris would say that she was small and a girl. Tris would be self-deprecating. Zoë would say she was badass and tough. Zoë would be an arrogant ass that I was starting to get tired of portraying.

Christina butted in, saying, "This has to be the stupidest argument ever! Who the hell spends their time bickering about who the most badass person is? We have places to be, people to see, and Candor or Dauntless to play!"

Zeke rolled his eyes. "Fine. Let's go back to the apartment and make sure no assholes have trashed it."

We started walking through the Pit back to Zeke's apartment. It was a pretty long walk; his apartment was at the other end of the compound. I was about to go up to Tobias, just to talk to him, just to hear his voice, but Christina beat me to it. She walked up to him and they joined hands. Christina whispered something that caused him to blush and her to giggle. I felt sick with jealousy. How could I stand by and watch this? I should be happy he moved on. I should be happy he moved on, I repeated to myself. I couldn't be jealous. But of course I was.

Tobias said something to Christina and released her hand. Thank goodness. He came to me and asked, "So how are you liking it here?" Act nonchalant, I said to myself. I raised my eyebrows at him. "You know I've been here, before, right? I joined Dauntless just after the war ended," I recited. I knew these words well, knew my story well. Drake and Alex practically drilled it into my brain.

Tobias blushed. "Oh… Right. O-of course," he stuttered. I smirked. "That was a good fight back there, by the way," I said. He rolled his eyes. "You already said that."

"But you didn't acknowledge that I said it."

"I would've if you hadn't continued on being your arrogant self," he shot back.

I sighed. "I'm trying to be nice right now. You'd be surprised at how hard that is for me." It was true. I always believed that I was horrible at being nice. I guess I passed that trait on to Zoë.

He gave me a questioning glance. "What's wrong with you?" he said suddenly. I expected a lot of different responses, things like 'Since when were you nice?' or 'You're not doing a very good job.' Where did 'What's wrong with you?' play into this?

"Excuse me?" I raised my eyebrows. "Elaborate."

"One minute you're being an arrogant ass, the next you act like you actually care about others and their well-being. It's like you're fighting between two different personalities," he explained. I tried to ignore the panic rising in my throat, the nervous fluttering in my stomach. I hoped I wasn't visibly shaking. Is it so obvious that I'm pretending to be someone I'm not? That I'm hiding the real me, the person who doesn't exist anymore?

I shrugged, hiding my panic. He wouldn't figure me out. He couldn't. So I said, "I like to think that there's more to a person than just one thing. No one is just the rebel. No one is just the nerd. No one is just that goodie-goodie helping everyone. There can be a combination of all three, couldn't there?" I realized only after I said this that I just described divergence.

He looked at me confused, but I could tell by the spark in his eyes that he found my statement true. "Spoken like a true Divergent. What were your test results?" My heart sped up and my palms became sweaty. Drake and Alex never went over this with me. I don't think they anticipated that someone would ask for my test results, especially now that the faction system was destroyed.

All they told me to say about my life with the faction system was that I was born in Candor and transferred to Erudite. When the war started, I helped the Dauntless fight Erudite. After the war I had changed my mind and joined Dauntless. Maybe I could say those three factions? I couldn't say what I actually got- Dauntless, Abnegation, and Erudite. Tobias would become very suspicious.

I was saved from answering the question when Drake came up beside me and gave me a different question to answer. "So, Red, are you excited to play Candor or Dauntless?"

I had no idea what Candor or Dauntless was. I didn't bother to ask; I could blow my cover. But based on the name, it probably had something to do with telling the truth and being brave. But I guess that was obvious and I should've figured that out earlier.

Instead of answering the question, I shot Drake a glare. "Is everyone calling me 'Red' now?"

"I could continue calling you 'Red-Haired Wonder' if you prefer that. Red is shorter and easier to say, though." I rolled my eyes. I should've chosen to dye my hair black. The worse I would've gotten out of that hair color was 'Raven-head' or 'Emo.'

"Red also gives you badass aura," Tobias added. Drake nodded. "And let's not forget that I find red-heads hot." He smirked. "So, Zoë, you could have a chance with me," he teased. I put a look of disgust on my face. "In your dreams, asshole."

"Sexy asshole," Drake said.

"Annoying asshole," I corrected.

"Flirting asshole!" Alex yelled from behind us. She ran up and stood in front me, walking backwards so she could see our faces. "Geez, guys, stop flirting, it's making me sick."

Drake glared at her. "We are not flirting," he stated strongly. Alex raised her eyebrows and smirked. "Stop denying it, Drake. You like her." Alex made a heart with her hands.

"Alexandra Kristen Daddario, I do not like her!" Drake exclaimed."Oh, he just used her full name," I said. "Shit's about to go down." I really hate using profanity, but I guess Dauntless do it all the time. "No kidding," Tobias said.

Zeke caught up to us, asking, "What's this about shit going down?" I rolled my eyes. "Alex keeps saying that Drake and I like each other." I know she doesn't actually mean it. She just wants us to fake date like she told us to. Or she could just be doing this for her own amusement.

Zeke put a mock look of confusion on his face. "You mean you guys don't like each other?" I punched his arm. Hard. "Holy shit!" he yelled. He turned to Tobias. "This girl can pack a punch! How did you fight against her without dying?!"

Tobias rolled his eyes. "This just proves my point. I am more badass than you are."

"Not this again!" Christina exclaimed. "I thought we were done arguing about who the most badass person is."

"Well we know who the flirtiest people are," Alex said, giving Drake and I a pointed look. "We do not—" I interrupted Drake. "—Like each other." I finished for him.

"Aw, that's cute," Shauna said. "You guys complete each other's sentences."

Drake opened his mouth to snap at her, but we had reached the door to Zeke's apartment and didn't say anything.

Zeke opened the door, bracing himself for the chaos that comes from an unsupervised Dauntless party. The party was even more packed than before. Where are all of these people coming from?

People were way more drunk than before; I could see two girls dancing on the tables. Well, now only one girl is dancing on the table. The other passed out. There were people having drinking games in the kitchen, couples making out in corners, and… oh wait, I didn't need to see that. I blushed and looked at the floor.

Zeke was standing there, shocked at how wild people were acting. "Okay…" he said slowly. "Maybe we should play the game in my bedroom." Everyone nodded. I don't think they should be surprised at how wild this had gotten; we're in Dauntless after all.

Zeke led us through the maze of weird people and into his bedroom. His bedroom was a mess: clothes flung all over the floor, a moldy pizza under the bed, and guns hanging off the wall.

I looked around questionably. "You keep guns hanging on your walls?" I raised my eyebrows. Zeke looked genuinely confused. "You don't?"

Lauren rolled her eyes. "Zeke, nobody does. Is there something you'd like to tell us? Are you that killer that's been going around Dauntless?" she said sarcastically.

My ears perked up. What killer? "What killer?" Drake asked, voicing my thoughts. Lauren raised an eyebrow. I think I'm the only one who can't raise only one eyebrow.

"You didn't know? There's a killer that's been going around Dauntless. We don't know if it's exactly a killer, though. Random people just keep… disappearing." Drake and Alex's eyes widened. They were just as confused as I was.

"Since when?!" Drake exclaimed. Lauren turned to Zeke. "I thought I told you to fill them in on this," Zeke put his hands up in surrender. "I was going to tell them tomorrow! Geez, they just got back from a seven month mission, I'm not going to add more stress to them! I can be really considerate, you know," Zeke said seriously.

Shauna raised an eyebrow. I guess I am the only one who can't raise an eyebrow. "And you've been considerate since… when?" Shauna said. He glared at her. "You know normal girlfriends would support their boyfriends in situations like this." Shauna smirked. "I'm not a normal girlfriend, now am I?"

"You're not a nice one either," Zeke mumbled. Shauna glared at him, but didn't say anything. I interrupted them, saying, "And you think it's a good idea to throw a party with a killer on the loose?" I raised my eyebrows.

"I thought it would be nice for you guys to have a nice 'Welcome home party' after being gone for so long!" Zeke said defensively. I glared at him. "Oh yeah, it's an amazing idea to throw a party while a killer is on the loose. It's not like they could be hiding in the crowd waiting to kill us or anything like that," I said sarcastically. This was such a stupid and reckless idea. But I suppose it was nice of Zeke to do so.

Zeke rolled his eyes. "Relax, Red. I have all of this under control." I ignored the nickname. I raised my eyebrows. "Really? You so sure about that, Zeke?"

He glared at me. "Do we look dead? No. Do you feel dead? No. So we're fine."

I glared at him. "Don't be such an ass."

Christina butted in, saying, "This is the 20th time we've used the word 'ass.'"

Lauren raised her eyebrows. "You're seriously counting?"

Christina looked at her blankly. "You're not?"

Shauna rolled her eyes. "No one is."

Zeke clapped his hands together, interrupting us. "Okay, guys, enough with this 'ass' nonsense. The point is, I threw you an awesome party, and you should be thanking me."

I gave him a cold look. "I won't be thanking you as long as there's a murderer on the loose."

Zeke raised his eyebrows. "I can't believe this. Is Zoë Nightshade scared?" he said sarcastically.

I was starting to get frustrated. "Of getting killed? Hell yeah, I am!" I screamed. I already 'died' once. I'm not going to risk it again.

Tobias rushed in, trying to defuse the situation. "Let's think about this for a moment. If the killer were here, we'd probably be dead by now." He shot me a look. "But it was still stupid to throw a party with a killer going around." He gave Zeke a look this time.

Zeke put his hands up in surrender. "Fine, fine. It wasn't a good idea. But what's done is done, so can we just play the game now?"

I sighed. I suppose if anyone died, someone can just go back in time again… But Alex and Drake are right. Interfering with the passage of time is too dangerous to be doing frequently.

"Fine," I said in defeat. "But only if you give me your Dauntless cake tomorrow," I said with a smirk. I still need to keep up the attitude if I was going to save Chicago from whatever this threat was. Perhaps the threat could be the killer that's going around?

Zeke rolled his eyes. "Whatever you feel like, Red. " I glared at him for calling me Red again.

Everyone made a circle in the middle of the room. We had to clear away some trash, though. Zeke's room was messy.

Zeke rubbed his hand together mischievously. "Since this is my apartment, I go first." I still was confused about what we were doing. I hoped to God he didn't call on me first. I'd have no idea what to do.

Luckily, the universe was on my side today. "Shauna," he said. "Candor or Dauntless?" I assume you ask someone 'Candor or Dauntless?' and they pick one. Then they have to tell the truth about something or do something brave? I don't know, but I guess I'm about to find out.

"Candor," Shauna said. Zeke rolled his eyes. "What, you too chicken to pick Dauntless?"

Shauna glared at him. "Knowing you, Zeke, you'd probably make me drink a bottle of hot sauce or something like that. Sorry, but I'd like to keep my stomach intact for tonight."

"Fine," Zeke huffed. "Rate the guys in hotness, one being the hottest." He straightened his back, fully expecting his girlfriend to rate him as number one.

Shauna looked around the room. "Well number one is an obvious choice," Shauna said. Zeke smiled with pride. "Four is definitely the hottest guy in the room," she continued. Zeke's smile immediately faded, and Tobias smirked. Christina glared at Shauna, giving her a look that said 'back off.' I didn't mind that she thought Tobias was the hottest guy in the room. He was.

"How am I not the hottest guy in the room?!" Zeke exclaimed.

Tobias smirked. "Looks like I'm hotter and more badass than you are. Even your girlfriend thinks so."

Zeke blushed and mumbled, "Shut up."

"Guys, I'm not done rating yet!" Shauna said. "Number two is another obvious one," Shauna said certainly.

Now that Tobias had been rated number one, Zeke was expecting to be rated number two.

"Drake is totally the second hottest guy here," she said. Well I don't think she actually found Zeke very handsome.

Zeke threw his hands up in exasperation. "You're kidding, right?"

Shauna put a mock look of confusion on her face. "I thought it was obvious," she said sarcastically, "that Tobias and Drake were the two hottest guys in the room."

"But that would make me the least hot!" Zeke yelled. Drake smirked.

"You're the one who asked the question, Zeke," he pointed out. "Don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answer to." Zeke glared at him, then at Shauna. "So I'm guessing you don't find me hot?"

Shauna shrugged, trying to be nonchalant about the situation. But I could tell by her expression that she found Zeke's reaction amusing. "It's not that I don't think you're hot," she explained. "It's just that you're in a room full of hot guys who outrank you."

Zeke huffed, but didn't say anything. I rolled my eyes. "Who really cares who the hottest person in the room is?" I asked.

Christina gave me a pointed look. "And who really cares who the most badass person in the room is?"

"Touché, Chrissy."

"Stop it with the nicknames, Red."

"Only if you stop calling me 'Red.'"

"Well then you can continue with the nicknames," she said with a grin. I grinned back. It was good to have my best friend back, even if she didn't know who I really was.

Drake cleared his throat. "If everyone will stop their little side conversations, let's continue with the game. Shauna, your turn."

I now understand fully how this game works. You ask someone Candor or Dauntless. If they pick Candor, they have to tell the truth. If they pick Dauntless, they have to do something the other person says to do. But what happens if you don't want to do it?

"Christina," Shauna said. "Candor or Dauntless?" Christina tilted her chin up and smirked. "Dauntless," she said confidently. "I'm not a pansycake like some people in this room." She gave Shauna a pointed look.

Shauna glared at her. "Shut up, Chrissy." Christina glared right back at her. "Is everyone calling me 'Chrissy' now?" Shauna ignored her.

"I dare you to switch clothes with the person on your right." I glanced to the right of Christina and almost burst out laughing. Tobias was sitting there with a shocked expression on his face. "I'm not switching clothes with Christina!" he protested.

"He'd never fit in my dress!" Christina said. Shauna just smirked. "Then you'd have to take off the only article of clothing you have on right now; your dress." So if you don't want to do the candor or dauntless you have to take off an article of clothing. Got it.

"I knew I should've worn a jacket," Christina mumbled. She wordlessly grabbed Tobias's hand and dragged him to the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom.

Tobias's eyes widened. "You're seriously switching clothes with me?"

Christina smirked. "I figured that you'd be the least comfortable one in this situation. So why not?"

Tobias groaned, and I laughed. This would be interesting.

A/N: This chapter was originally going to be longer, but I wanted to update for you guys! There will be more Candor or Dauntless in the next chapter, I promise. Thank you so much for reading, and please leave your opinions in the reviews! ~Erica