Hopefully this chapter doesn't suck. I hope it's length makes up for it. Warning there might be more than one awkward part or so. But there is a probably thrw yourself off a cliff because you don't know how to act part. I leave it up to you to figure out which part that is.

"What do you mean you don't want to come out tonight! It's valentines day!" Christina stares at me. "Susan is coming!"

"Yeah but babe, Susan has a boyfriend now. She has someone she can bring with her. Beatrice doesn't." Will grabs a carrot from my lunch.

"Beatrice has someone! She has this Mystery Man," Christina squints her eyes. I feel Al stiffen next to me. "Don't lie! You've been going to meet someone after school everyday. Not only that but you've been smiling a lot."

"I have not." I look at her. Her eyes widen.

"You've fucked him!"

Will starts coughing, and Al looks at me. "I have not. I do not have some mystery man, Christina. It just so happens that tomorrow is Four's birthday and I promised him that we would celebrate it."

"Four, Four, Four. All you do is hang out with the guy." Will looks at me. I realise they're still a bit angry since I've been arriving at school before them since Tobias has been dropping me off and that I haven't told them. "Man why doesn't he want to hang out with us?"

"I don't trust him." Al shakes his head. "Don't you find it weird that when ever something happens to you, Beatrice, or something in general that he's always there?"

"It's a small town," I shrug.

"If it's a small town then how come I haven't heard of a 'Tobias' around here?" Christina snickers.

"What?" I look at her confused.

She points to something that slid out of one of my notebooks,"what is it?" She grabs it before I can. "My Love, I hope you have a good day at school. I want you to know that I can not wait for you to get home to me. I hope you go through today knowing that I love you and that every second that you are away I count them until you are in my arms again. I also hope that my foolishness brings a smile to your face. And I will tell you I'd rather be a fool in love Beatrice than a bastard without knowing what love is. Especially since the way you have felt to me every night." Her eyebrows shoot up. "And know that I have never felt like this with anyone that you are truly my first, and I can not wait until you are able to say I love you back to me. I love you with my whole heart, My Love. Tobias" She looks at me, and huffs. "So Mystery Man's name is Tobias? And he has felt you almost every night since when?"

"We haven't made love." I snatch my note from her. "It's none of your business, any of yours." I push my lunch towards Will.

"How does Tobias feel about Four?" She stares me down. "Or how does Four feel about Tobias?"

"He does know about him right? I mean you can't keep Tobias a secret from everyone. And with how close Four is he's going to find out, and I don't trust him to not snap if he finds out." Al doesn't turn to look at me.

"They both know each other, they're like friends but closer." I walk off.

I'm walking across the grass when I'm approached by Susan. I tense and she smiles at me. "I have a letter for you. I don't know who it's from but it was in our mail box."

I take it when she hands it to me. "Thank you."

"So are you going out with all of us tonight? You can meet Jason." She smiles. "Bring Four along too!"

"I don't know. I have so much to do." I look at her. Her eyes are bright. "I'll see what Four is doing?"

"Great, now Jason has a sister named Melissa do you think-"

"Are you trying to hook up Four with someone?" I raise an eyebrow.

"No I'm trying to find Al someone. Maybe if he got over you, you wouldn't be keeping Four a secret now would you? I understand you don't want to turn around and say one thing but be in a relationship and flaunt it in front of the boy."

"Do you want to get ready together? I need someone to talk to." I look at her. "And I can't talk to Christina. Not right now."

Susan nods. "Like now? Like skip the rest of school and go?"

"No after I have to get to class, F- Tobias would kill me." I step around her and head to class.

When I get in my final class it's one that Will and I have together, I sit down at my desk next to him. I pull out my notebook and wait for the teacher to start class.

"Beatrice, I don't mind if you want to bring Four or if you don't want to go. I'm more upset by the fact I thought he liked us and he never wants to hang out with us."

"It's not you Will, It's complicated." I push hair behind my ear and tuck the end into my braid.

"How so? The boy likes you, and Al won't let you go? That's not complicated. Al just needs someone else."

"No the problem is everyone thinking Al had me. He's sweet but this is getting out of hand." I glare at the blackboard.

Will and I are walking out when Christina comes up. "So are you over your fit?"

"My fit Christina? Because I don't want your opinion on every little thing in my life." I spot Susan by Robert's old car, probably her's now. "I have to go."

After getting clothes from my house and we're at Susan's I call Tobias and tell him about the dance, saying he doesn't have to go.

"Are you kidding me? You're asking me out." He laughs.

"I am but," I start while Susan yells from her closet. "Don't let her talk you out of this, Four!"

I hear him laugh again. "Who was that?"

"Susan. She thinks I should take you to the Valentine's carnival in the park tonight. Announce that we are in fact a couple." I pull the hair band out of my hair before undoing my braid. "So yeah?"

"What will I have to wear?"

I ask Susan. "Something nice. We're going to be taking pictures. Maybe a shirt and a tie?"

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah," he says through the line. "I can do that. So should I meet you there on my bike?"

"No we'll come get you, I want us to arrive together." I chuckle. I'm really doing this.

"Okay. I love you."

"I know."

We hang up and I look at Susan she's smiling. I have to smile. "You like him, like really like him!"

"I do." I giggle.

We leave around seven, Susan has her hair up in a bun and she's wearing a simple green dress, telling me it's Jason's favourite colour on her. I have my hair pinned back and I'm in a simple blue dress. "Why didn't you dress all the way up?"

"His birthday is tomorrow and I have something special planned." I look at Susan smiling. We get Jason and Melissa first, when we stop outside of Tobias' I hop out.

"Hey, Beatrice?" Susan calls after me.

"Yeah?"

"You look pretty. He's lucky to have you."

I can't keep the smile of my face as I walk up the stairs and knock on Tobias' door. The door swings open and Rebecca is standing there eyes puffy and red.

"What do you want?"

I stand there staring at her, she's in a large shirt, his shirt, legs bare. "Is Four here?" I suddenly become nervous and unsure of myself.

"He's busy." She glares at me then shuts the door on me.

I stand there staring at the door. What just happened? I walk down the steps. What the hell just happened? I make it to Susan's car.

"Beatrice, are you okay?" Jason gets out and helps me into the back seat.

"Four's going to be a little late so I told him I'd meet him there." I stare ahead at the street. What just happened to me?

Melissa has one hand on my arm, guiding me. She keeps leaning over and whispering little things to me. 'He'd be a fool to hurt you.' or she'd look around 'He's a bastard for missing out on this.' I look at her.

"I know that look, it's the look of your heart breaking." She looks at Susan. "Same expression she wore when Jason asked her out. After saying the guy she liked couldn't like her back."

"I don't know what happened. And I don't want to ruin anyone's night." I still don't know what happened. Everything said about Rebecca does come to mind. How everyone here believes her and Tobias are dating, she breaks up with her girlfriend a lot and runs to him for comfort, Tobias says she tries to have sex with him, and he also said he'd only touched two other girls before me. Had she been one?

There are lights and games everywhere, but I can't bring myself to care. I spot Christina in a yellow dress, Will is shooting things to win her a stuffed animal. Al is behind them. She turns and sees us, she waves us over. I can tell she hasn't seen me, just Jason and Susan. I stay a few steps back, Susan introduces Melissa and Al to each other. I stand there staring at the Ferris wheel. They were playing music, the kind that right now is the last I want to listen to. I walk off, no one's on the bridge over the stream, that would be a perfect place to be alone right now.

"May I ask what's wrong with you?" Christina touches my arm. "Is it about earlier, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be in your business, you just never tell me anything anymore."

"No." I take one look at her and she opens her arms.

"Oh, Beatrice." I hug her, pressing my face into her shoulder and start crying. "Shh, what's wrong?"

"Tobias is Four. And I thought he loved me! But there's this girl that he lets stay there when things get rough and she always tries to get him to have sex with her. And he told me that I'm not the first girl he's done things with."

"So you think that he lied and that girl did have sex with him, and they do it regularly?" She rubs my back.

"Yes!" I cry harder. Love is a foolish thing, it breaks your heart. Makes it like stone for the next person. Makes it so that it will sink and be unable to love again. Makes it so it won't work.

"He's a fool, Beatrice. He's a fool if he doesn't know how good you are. Come on maybe we can get Will to win you an animal?" She wipes my eyes with a tissue from her purse.

As we walk back I hear arguing. Christina and I look at each other before running across the grass, the sight before us makes me think that it happens to other people not to people like me. Will has his hands on Tobias' chest pushing him away from Al, who Jason is holding still. Al is bleeding from the nose and a cut on his cheek. Tobias keeps turning his head to spit, what leaves his mouth is pink with blood. There's a cut above his eyebrow, blood running into his eye. They're yelling at each other.

"...she thinks you're Mr. Right for her. But you don't know her as well as I do. She's confused about what she wants!" Al is trying to pull away from Jason.

Tobias has his hands on Will's. "She doesn't think I'm anything more than the person she lets me be!"

Al scoffs, "You've ruined her! Look at all that's happened to her since you started coming around! She's not the Beatrice I once knew! You ruined her! She's gotten hurt so many times!"

Tobias stiffens. His hands pull at Will's.

"She could've chose me! I'm so much better for her then you could ever be! She would have chosen me!"

"Don't be a fool." That's Will this time.

"Shut up, Will!" He glares at him. "This doesn't involve you!"

"Don't take your anger out on him! He's trying to get you to see reason!" Tobias spits again.

"Reason? I see reason! I know she's much happier when you're not around!"

Tobias pushes against Will. "She'll never be able to love you."

"Not now but she can learn to. She'll love me more than she can you. And I love her more than you'll be able to love her! We don't have secrets from each other! Can you say that?" Al smirks.

Tobias pulls away from Will. "Then tell her about her jacket, and her locket, and her bracelet." He turns and walks off.

I look at Al, "what does he mean?"

Al stares at me. "Beatrice."

"No! What does he mean where's my- where are my possessions?"

"Beatrice don't be angry. I got rid of them. You were so happy without him, and I couldn't think of those things poisoning you! I was saving you from heartbreak!"

"Have you lost your goddamn mind?" I stare at him incredulously. "You have!"

"Beatrice please!" His fingers grip at my dress.

"Don't!" I slap his hands away.

"I love you! Can't you see that! I love you and I always will! You won't have to worry about your heart being broken with me! I won't make you cry!" He grabs my dress again.

"Stop!"

"No." He tries kissing me. "I love you."

I'm pulled away, the strap on my dress tearing. "She said stop, Al! You need to go home!" Will steps in front of me. "I'll find your stuff you go."

I nod and push my way through the crowd that has gathered. Love is foolish, it changes people, makes them violent and vicious. Makes them do things they don't normally do. What is love exactly? A need to control someone? A need to have them under you? To possess a person to call your own? To make someone your equal that you would die for?

I should see if Tobias is okay.

I should stay to make sure everyone's alright.

I should do so many things.

I want to go home, and home is where I go.

I walk through the front door not bothering to turn any lights on. Dad's car isn't here, him and mom must still be out. I climb the steps and walk down the hallway to the bathroom. I sit in the bathtub and scrub at my skin. I'm crying. I've never been that girl, the one people found desirable. That's not me! I suddenly have two guys fighting over me. That isn't who Beatrice Jane Prior is. I realise I'm not Beatrice anymore but I am Tris, the Tris that Four brought out and the Tris that Tobias loves.

I duck my head under the water, hands tightening around the edges of the tub. I let all the air out of my lungs, watching the bubbles float to the surface. I sit up, gasping my hair sticking to me. Beatrice and Tris can not exist at the same time, I have to leave one behind. I wrap myself in a towel and walk to my bedroom, shutting the door. I hear tapping and I see a hand on my window. I tuck the edge of my towel into the other side so it'll stay up. I open my window and stick my head out, Tobias is sitting on the roof next to my window.

"Are you angry at me too?" He looks pale.

"Are you okay?" I asked worried.

He shakes his head. "Not the point, are you angry at me?"

"Tobias, you look sick!" I start to climb out, towel be damned.

"I'm fine." He opens his eyes before squeezing them tightly. "This is something I need to know."

"Are you drunk? You climbed my roof drunk? Why!" I grab his shirt.

"I need to know if I can still love you or if you want me to leave you alone." He starts to stand up wobbling.

"You're scared of heights aren't you? Get down from there." I tug at his shirt. "Get in here." I feel my towel slide down. The problem of not having breasts to hold it up.

"Not if you're just saying that to get me down. I want to know if you still like me!" He shakes his head.

"Yes! I love you, you idiot now get in here!" I growl.

"Don't say that. Don't tell me you love me just to get me to do something! I wouldn't do that to you, so please don't do that to me. I know that you don't know a lot about me! I know I'm not the perfect person I know I also have secrets. I'm not going to lie to you." He looks up. "I sometimes think of leaving here. Leaving you so you can be happier without me. I feel like I do just cause you trouble."

"You're being an ass! You don't cause me trouble! If you even think of leaving me I'll kill you! You hear me? I'll kill you!" I keep trying to tug him towards the window. "You're right I don't know a lot about you, there are somethings I'm sure you don't know about me! I hate peas! And my favourite colour is green!"

He finally comes towards the window, ducking down to look at me. "Have I ruined you, Beatrice?"

"Tris." I smile. I am Tris. Beatrice was the little girl who my father use to carry on his shoulders, and who my brother taught to tie her shoes. The little girl my mother put bows in her hair and let her lick the spoon. I'm now Tris the young woman who can love the young man in front of me. Tris who ran will Will without knowing his name. Tris who let Amanda and Robert run away, who kept my brother's affair with an older woman. Tris who broke Albert's heart. "I'm Tris. And I am going to learn how to love you. Now get inside." I tug once and he comes stumbling in through the window, knocking me to the ground, and landing on top of me.

He stares at me and I at him. "Are you drunk, Tris?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe." I smile before kissing him. "Are you?"

"A little. You didn't get me to go to the fair." He kisses me back.

I turn my head letting his lips move on my neck. "I tried but Rebecca was there said you were busy. She seemed angry."

"Because I told her no more. I was with you and you are the most important person in my life." He pulls himself up on his forearms. "Why are you naked?"

"I just got done bathing." I shrug.

"Are you angry at me?" He noses at my cheek.

"No. Not anymore. Have you ever slept with Rebecca?" I whisper, and he laughs.

"I've never done anything like that before even with her. I haven't even touched her. The two girls I was telling you about I no longer see them. Is that what bothers you?" He kisses my cheek.

"A little." I turn my head towards him. "I'm sorry about Al. How's your?"

"My face is fine. My heart is getting better."

"You say some of the foolish things ever." I laugh.

"But my love, that's what you like about me." He thumbs at the buttons of his shirt.

"That I do." I cup his face. "Why were you and Al fighting?"

His eyes seem to darken. "To be honest, it didn't start over you. Will asked why I never hang out with them and if I didn't like any of your friends. I enjoy their company. And it escalated from there."

"Oh." I thumb at his bottom lip. "Tell me you love me?"

"I love you so fucking much." He smiles pulling his button up shirt out of his pants. "So fucking much, Tris."

"Yes?"

"Yeah, I hate mashed potatoes. And my favourite colour would have to be blue. Not dark blue or light blue but like blue."

"Like blue?"

"The bluest fucking blue to ever fucking blue." He kisses me.

"You're really drunk."

"No, just a little. One beer. I only had one before I realised I couldn't sit and wait. I had to know if we were okay." He pulls the button up off and kisses my shoulder.

"We're okay." I finger his hair, brushing it back from his forehead. "Touch me?"

He shakes his head. "No, I want you to touch yourself."

"Yeah?" I kiss him.

"Mmhm." He rolls off of me, he lies on his side next to me.

I throw one leg over his hip, his hand holds my thigh, the other I place my foot against the floor, knee bent. I giggle, "you're not going to really make me do this in front of you?"

"Yep." He bumps my nose with his.

I touch his face with one hand as the other goes between my thighs. My body is well experienced in this form of touch, fingers sliding in easily. They're not as long as Tobias' and they're thinner, not calloused like his are.

He kisses me, tongue flicking at my bottom lip. The hand on my thigh slides down, "tell me if it hurts."

"What?" I sit up and he follows, he puts one of his legs behind me so I'm leaning sideways into his chest. I watch his hand rest on top of mine before pushing in a finger. My eyes close on their own, I feel full, but at the same time I feel like I need more. I'm afraid to ask for more though.

"Okay? Too much?" He breathes against my cheek.

"No. Doesn't feel that different maybe I need another?" I can feel my hair stick to my face.

He does and then the door to my bedroom opens. "Sweetheart are you home? Your father wants to know-" Tobias hides his face in my neck and I look over, my mother stands in the doorway. "Did you two even go to the fair?"

"Yes ma'am, it was... this is..." Tobias groans.

"There was a fight. We're making up." I think I can see Tobias' life flash before our eyes when my father appears behind my mother.

"Is she home?"

"Yes, go wait down stairs." She pushes his shoulder. "Tobias, may I talk to you? After you get your fingers out of my daughter and wash your hands. Beatrice, get dressed." She crosses her arms.

I feel Tobias' finger pull out of me, he looks at me his eyes wide. 'Help me' he mouths. Ducking around my mom to head towards the stairs. She follows him, her heels clacking on the hardwood floor.

I jump up and grab clothes from my dresser, dressing quickly. I grab his button up shirt and run down the steps. My father is sitting in his chair.

"Hello, sweetheart." My father smiles at me. "Did you and Tobias have fun at the fair?"

I groan. My poor father. "Him and Al fought. It was a weird night, papa."

"Weird how?" He looks at me.

Tobias walks out of the restroom next to our storage room, walking over to sit on the couch. My mother walks out of her bedroom, box in her hand. "Sit, Beatrice. Or would you like to tell your father what you two were doing?"

"Mama!" I whine as Tobias makes a dying noise that sounds like 'this isn't happening.'

"What? What's going on?" My father tilts his head.

"Uhm, Tobias and I-"

"Beatrice," Tobias touches my arm. "Say good things about me at my funeral."

"What?" I look at him as he turns to look at my dad.

"Sir, your daughter and I have been engaging in activities. Activities that you may not want any man doing to your daughter."

My father groans. "Must we have this conversation, Natalie?" He looks at my mother, who stares him down.

"Sir, I promise you that I won't do anything she's not comfortable with. And we have not experienced that experience yet." Tobias' is red, my father is red, I'm sure my face is red, and my mother sits there like she's watching the greatest game of cards being played.

"Okay! Can we stop? Please? Tobias and I aren't having sex yet. I'm sorry it won't happen under this roof. I'll make dinner for the next week, can we drop this?"

My mother tilts her head. "I know you two are responsible young adults. I would just like to say, I'm not ready to be a grandparent not until Beatrice is out of school. Then you can do that. Now it's late, and I don't want you walking home this late, Tobias. Caleb's room is now our second guest room you can stay there. Goodnight both of you."

I groan rolling over. The sun is barely coming through my windows. I get up and make my way to the bathroom, then downstairs. Might as well make breakfast. I stop in the middle of the kitchen, Tobias and my mother are both up and cooking.

"I will give you my daughter for this recipe. My husband can worry about the two horses later." My mother grins over a cup of tea.

"Thanks you're selling me for a recipe, it better clean the floor and dance." I grumble.

"Oh sweetheart!" My mother looks at me. "I'm sure that Tobias will make sure it can if it meant marrying you."

"I'm not marrying anyone for a recipe mother." I hug Tobias. "Happy Birthday. How old are you? Thirty-seven?"

He laughs. "No I'm thirty-eight."

I start laughing. I bury my face in his back, for awhile it's easy to ignore everything. My mother standing there, what happened last night, what happened in the past few months. After breakfast he leaves. I kiss him goodbye at the door. I smile and watch him leave.

"You love him." My father puts his hand on my shoulder. "My little girl is in love."

"I'm not in love, not yet." I smile. Yet.

Around ten I head to the grocery store, needing to get some things for Tobias' cake. I'm walking around when I run into Mrs. Trudmen.

"Hello dear!" She smiles at me. "Nice seeing you here."

"It is!" I hug her.

"What are you doing here?" She grabs something off the shelf.

"I'm getting ingredients for my boyfriend's cake." I smile proudly.

"That nice boy that helped me last time?" She smiles.

"Yes that's him."

"Well good for you dear." I hug her and say my goodbyes before heading over to the next aisle.

"Beatrice!" I hear Christina yell. She pops out in front of me, "everything okay?"

"Yeah! I'm getting the last of my list to make Tobias' cake."

"So you guys talked?" She eyes me.

"Yeah, he told the girl no more. He's never, done that. And my mother," I look around, "caught him with his fingers in me." I whisper the last bit.

She starts laughing so hard she has to squat, hands on her knees. "Really, Beatrice?"

"Tris." I look at her. She looks at me.

"Tris? You're going by that now?"

"Because I am Tris, I'm Beatrice, but me right now this. I am Tris." I grab a carton of eggs.

"Okay, do you need help with this cake? We could hang out like we use to?" She walks with me to the counter. I pay and we're back off to my house in her car. The cake is in the oven by eleven and she's doing my make up. By noon I'm ready with the cake.

"Could you imagine the both of us married?" She smiles, "I mean they're talking about legalizing it you know. Letting blacks and whites marry."

"That would be a good thing! You and Will are perfect. But wouldn't you want to wait until you both finished high school?" I look at the cake on my lap.

"Maybe. I mean next year is our last year, Tris. So it's only one year."

I get out. "Your kids would be gorgeous!" I climb the steps carefully. I hear yelling coming from Tobias's apartment. I can only make out a few words.

"...what...have...that..."

"Stop...I said...done...shirt..."

I stand there. Should I knock?

"Hello!" I hear behind me. It's that boy the one who sat with me.

"Daniel?"

He nods. "Would you like to come in?"

I nod. It's better than staying out here. I leave the cake on the ground in front of his door. "How long have they?" I motion to Tobias' door.

"Since eight." Charlie is sitting at the table. I shut the door behind me.

I notice the kitchen is a mess and I tilt my head. "Where's your parents?"

"Our mother died in child birth and our father died in an accident. We live with our grandma. She's sleeping right now. She is really sick too." Charlie shrugs. I nod and head into the kitchen I do the dishes. I remember when my grandma got sick and needed help. I find enough ingredients in their kitchen to make homemade chicken noodle soup. As the noodles are cooking I straighten up their living room.

:You don't have to." Daniel looks at me. "It's weird having a white lady help. I mean not that we're not white. We're-"

"Not mixed." I look at him. "Don't worry, sit. I need something to do anyways."

"What is cooking?" I see an old woman trudge out from the bedroom.

"Hello, I'm Tris." I stick my hand out towards her.

"Why are you in my house? Boys?" She asks worried.

"This is the lady we told you about. Tobias' friend." Daniel smiles. While Charlie grins, "she made soup, grandma! She said it would make you feel better!"

I help her sit down. "The boys invited me in because Tobias and one of his other friends are currently fighting and I was standing out in the hallway." I grab bowls and get everyone soup.

"You should take a bowl to Tobias." She says. "Thank you."

I tell the boys bye and walk across the hall, my cake is still outside and there's still yelling. I put the bowl on top of the cake box and hold them both in my hands I manage to knock cutting off the yelling. Rebecca opens the door.

"What!"

I stand there before taking a deep breath and shoving past her. "Excuse me." Tobias is standing in the middle of the living room staring at the ceiling. I set everything on the kitchen counter. "I brought you soup, and here's your cake. Happy Birthday once again." I turn and leave.

"Ms. Tris!" Charlie runs after me. "Bubba and I need to go to the drug store to get grandma's medicine, will you walk with us?"

I take his hand and Daniel takes the other. "How old are you two?"

"I'm six! And Daniel is ten!" Charlie hops down the steps. "How old are you Ms. Tris?"

"I'm sixteen." I smile at him.

"Wow! You're like an adult!" He jumps with joy. "Right Daniel?"

"Sure." Daniel nods.

We make it to the drug store and I help get their grandmother's medicine for them. We get many strange stares. Must be because I'm a young white woman walking with two little black boys.

"Excuse me ma'am." I'm approached by one woman. "What you're doing with these two kids is really brave."

I nod. "I know I could be with you but I don't think I have enough courage for that."

"Excuse me?" She glares at me.

"I don't see how helping these kids with a sick grandma is brave. It's something any human should do." I pull them behind me. "No need to be around people like that you two."

I see them off at the door before turning around to walk home. "Wait, Tris!" I stop. Tobias walks up to me. "May I walk you home, if our date is ruined?"

"It's not ruined. I just didn't know when you two were going to be done yelling." I shrug.

"Then come with me!" He tugs my sleeve. "I have something I want to show you." He pulls me to his bike. There's a bag next to it. He puts it around me then gets on. I get on behind him. He drives us out to the lake.

"It's frozen over." I cross my arms.

"I know." He smiles opening the bag, pulling out two pairs of skates. "Your mother told me you loved to skate in the winter."

I put on my skates and skate out to the middle of the lake. Tobias is behind me, he takes my hand.

"So what were you two fighting about?" I wrap my arms around his neck.

"She likes you, just not with me that way. Because it takes away her coping activity." He shakes his head. "Basically, she wants me to be single so she can try to fuck me when she's alone."

"Oh, stop letting her in?" I try to help.

"I'm not doing that to one of my friends, Tris." He looks at me. I stare at the patch of blue on his iris.

"She's not being a friend right now is she?"

I do not hate Al, I think I should say that.

So Christina's biggest problem is that Tris never talks to her anymore. Oh and as I go on I want to see if anyone can figure out the skipping stones metaphor that Tris wants Tobias to tell her.

(you have about 3 or so chapters until he explains it.)

Much love!