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Four lets go of me as Uriah walks over, he raises his eyebrows and gives me a look. I shake my head to signal no, I told him earlier. He is like my brother, nothing more. The crashing waves still roar, splashing in my face, giving a cooling mist on this warm September morning.

" Liking the view then?" He smirks.

"Like I said to, Four here, how can you not? I mean, it's beautiful, terrifying, but beautiful." I reply. It really is, the water is so clear, you could see the bottom of it if it wasn't so deep.

"Great place to commit suicide, a nice view as you fall." Four jokes.

"Don't joke about things like that. " I scowl.

"Getting protective over dear old Four are we?" Uri smirks.

"-Old?" He looks offended, but he knows it's all good natured joking.

"No, I just don't like the idea of suicide. It's stupid and selfish, that's what I was taught at home." I argue.

"You sound like an abnegation." Four accuses.

"Oi! Dude, I am dauntless. " I push a finger into his chest.

"If you insist." He smirks. Al, Will and Zeke wander over.

"But seriously though, people like to jump off here. Usually one a year, whether it's from school or town really. It doesn't matter, more will jump thinking it will make it all better, but does it really? I mean, once you're dead, you're dead. No turning back. " Four says.

"Well how depressing is this conversation?" Zeke sneers.

"I'm just warning the newbie-"

"-Urgh, " I grown, "Please don't call me that. It sounds so odd."

"Tris, you are odd, haven't you noticed that." Uriah grins.

"Wow, what a way to woo a girl." I reply sarcastically.

"Woo? Tris I already have you round my finger."

"I doubt it, dude unless you haven't noticed, I don't like you that way," I reject.

"That's what they all say."

"What all none of them?" Zeke interrupts.

"Hey!" Uriah launches into his brother as they start to fight. We all start to laugh, until we realise where we are, the barrier starts at a certain height and when you're rolling on the floor, you could easily slip under it.

"You two! " Will pulls them apart, "Stop." The boys head look up to see how close they are to the edge. Suddenly, looking rather pale, the two of them stand up and brush themselves down.

We spend most the day together, laughing, telling stories and having fun. I don't spare Chris a second thought. As we walk back once more I am at the back with Al.

"It was beautiful, " I comment.

"Very, quite scary though." he replies.

"Imagine jumping. I mean, think about it, it's a long fall, what if on your way down you regret jumping? Then what? It's too late, you're dead."

"You must have done something seriously wrong if you jump," he murmurs.

"Clearly."

"You seem close with Uri. Do you like him?" he says in a quiet voice. Why does he always ask me about my love life, he should know I literally have none.

"He's like my brother. Nothing more, like Four."

"Really, a brother who has you around his finger?"

"Trust me." I laugh, "He has not got me around his finger. "

"Okay, I trust you." He laughs, but does he trust me? Does he?

I slot the key into our door and pull the handle. Chris stands in the middle of the room without a shirt, all she has on is a bra and pyjama bottoms. Quickly she pulls on a top, but not quick enough that I don't notice a tattoo she has on her torso.

" You have a tattoo? " I say astounded.

"Yeah, lots of us do."

"Really?"

"Yeah." She retorts, " I have these flames. Like the dauntless symbol. Uri has a snake, but you've seen that Zeke has goodness know what and Four has many on his back."

"That's so cool." I am speechless. Dauntless have tattoos, I knew they were all pierced within an inch of their lives, but permanently scaring their skin while still at school, that's commitment.

"You should get one. Tris! That would be it! You would be a proper dauntless then!" She yelps.

"Chris I don't know, you see, it's commitment, forever there. You can't change it."

"You won't regret it. You'll be proper dauntless."

"Really?" I feel if I did get a tattoo, it would go wrong, it's just my luck.

"Yes! Please Tris!" I should fit in here. Be proper. You won't be teased about being like an abnegation again by Uri again." Chris begs.

"Okay," I sigh, "I'll do it."

"Yay!" She shouts, " We'll go first thing in the morning, but now it's dinner, lets go, I'm hungry,"

"After a day of throwing up your guts, I imagine you would be." I sneer.

We walk into the dining hall and join the boys, they smirk and laugh at Chris, how glad am I that I'm not in her shoes.

"Showing your face now are we?" Will smirks as he puts his arm to the small of Chris' back.

"Well, after all that drinking last night-"

"You're such a lightweight Chris." Zeke Smirks.

"I am not!" She says in an offended tone.

"You really are Chris. Tris drank more than you and look at her." Four comments.

"Well, Godbless the creator of painkillers." I raise a glass of water up as if to toast them.

"Amen." Uriah replies.

"Okay, that's enough making fun of me." Chris ends, " Tris has some exciting news."

"I do?" I'm confused.

"Yes! Tomorrow, Tris is getting a tattoo!" She squeals.

"You'll finally be one of us." Uri tease.

"Yes, because for this past week I haven't been one." A week, only a week. Last saturday I was at home now tomorrow I'm getting a tattoo. Mom and Dad would be mad. I can't get a tattoo. No. I can. I will. I'm a very different person to the person I was last week. Now I'm dauntless, just like Caleb is Erudite. Caleb. What would he think of all this. I don't care. I've changed . I'm dauntless.

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