"What's on the other side?" There's wonder in her voice.

"The Maze."

"Tobias!" He turns around to find chuck running towards them. As he reaches them he looks over at Tris.

"Hey Chuck." Tobias says.

"You must be the girl." Chuck says with his curiosity filled voice. Tris gives a small smile.

She extends her hand, "Tris."

"Chuck," he says while shaking her hand. "I bet Tobias has told you all about me right." He nudges Tobias with his elbow, a sly grin plastered on his face.

"Umm-" Tobias is cut off.

"Of course he has." Tris says, sending a sideways glance to Tobias.

"Really?" Chuck says surprised. "I was just kidding, but, okay. What did he tell you?"

The two of them are stumped for the moment.

"He told me that… you are…" She looks at Tobias for help. "What was that word?"

He freezes, "What word?"

She narrows her eyes, "You know, that word?"

It takes a while for the realisation to kick in, "Oh, that word."

"You guys are klunk heads," Chuck says, he doesn't seem to be kidding; he states it like it's a fact. "And you guys suck at lying." He turns to face Tris directly. "You don't seem as tough as the other guys said you were."

Tris lets out a laugh, "They said I was tough?"

"Well yeah," he says, like it's the most obvious thing, "You kept taking back to Gally."

She shrugs and looks back at the Doors. "He was getting on my nerves."

"He does that." Tobias says.

Just then Tris' stomach grumbled. "You hungry?" Tobias asked, he remembers how starved he was when he came up the box.

She rolled her eyes, "No, my stomach just makes sounds when it's empty." She said, "Do you guys have any food?"

"No," Tobias said with the same amount of sarcasm, "We're waiting to die of starvation."

"Haha." She says flatly, "You are hilarious."

Chuck lets out a high pitched laugh, "You guys are funny when you argue. Come on," He says, "Let's go get us some food."

It was the first time Tobias had been in the kitchen, it was small but held everything that was needed to feed dozens of boys. It had a big oven, microwave, dishwasher and a couple of tables. It looked old and worn, but was surprisingly clean.

"You two take a seat, I'll get food." Chuck said, "But it's the last time we do this, we're luck fry pan isn't around. He goes of his kluck when we raid his kitchen." With that he left the two and fumbled around with the dishes and fridge. They both took a seat. They sat down across from each other, neither of them talking. After a few moments Tris says, "It's crazy how this can be real. Do you think someone sent us here?" Tobias turns away from the window and looks at her, he can tell she's tired. Her eyes are drooping and her expression is passive. "I do. Who knows, maybe we're some sort of experiment." He offers.

"Just accept it and try not to think about it." Chuck said, making his way to the table balancing three plates in his hands; each one containing sandwich and sliced carrots.

"Like that's going to happen." Tris mutters.

As soon as the sandwich was in front of her, she picked it up and took a bite. She covered her mouth and said a thankyou to Chuck.

"Wow, for once we'll have someone with manners in the Glade." Chuck gave Tobias a condescending look.

Tobias rolled his eyes, "Thankyou for the sandwich Chuck."

They continued to eat their food in silence. Tobias would occasionally steal a glace towards Tris, finding her chewing at a carrot with a studding expression, her head rested on her hand. For some reason she still confused him. Seeing her alone in the forest gave him an idea of what she's like, but she's constantly changing her mood. Maybe that's just how girls are in general. Suddenly she sat up straight and looked at the two boys with wide eyes, for a split second he deliberates if she somehow heard what he said. "What if we're criminals- I mean, like murderers or something?"

Chuck and Tobias looked at each other from the corner of their eyes.

"How did that happy thought pop up?" Chuck asked.

"Just think about it." She said sounding eager, "Our memories have been wiped, we're trapped somewhere with no way to escape…" She lets her points hang there.

"Don't forget the Grievers." Chuck added.

"Yeah- wait, what?" Tris asked confused.

"I'll tell you after." Tobias said, a clear image of the beasts lurk in his mind.

"But Chucks like twelve, maximum thirteen. You really think he would have it in him to kill someone?" Tobias said.

"Hey," Chuck said offended, "Who says I don't have it in me?" The both ignore him.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." She slumped back into her chair and finished eating the carrot she had in her hand. A rush of anger went through Tobias, it wasn't directed at Tris, or even Chuck.

"Plus, it's better than-" Chuck started.

"Living in a pile of klunk?" Tobias could hear the edge in his voice. He got up from his seat.

"Where're you going?" Tris asked. He shrugged.

"Somewhere eventually." He turned to look at Chuck, "Stay with her." He's not quite sure why he said it, but he thinks she shouldn't be alone.

"I can take care of myself you know." She said, slightly annoyed.

"I know." was all he said as he made his way out the door.

He took a deep breath as he entered the massive courtyard. The Glade had returned to normal.

People working, the box was now closed. Any signs of the days strange events were now gone. Like he hinted, he didn't know where he was going. He was just letting his feet take him where ever. He walks past the animal pens; boys have now fully started working again. One of the boys' even wave to him with a smile. An actual smile. Maybe this place won't be so bad. The more he stays there, the more Tobias feels at ease. It isn't as though the weight on his shoulders has lifted, but the constant reminder that he is stuck here eases. As he looks around at all the boys a grim thought comes to mind. How many boys have died here? From that, he knows where he wants to go.

-TIME SKIP-

He was astounded of how quickly the light disappeared as he entered the forest for the second time that day. He tried to clear his thoughts and focus on his surroundings, but it was no use, the day's event kept colliding in his mind. Why was Tris sent here, why they were all sent here. For a moment he wanted to agree with Tris' theory that this was a prison. But if that was true, how could kids like Chuck end up here; it just doesn't add up. His train of thought is broken as he hears the snap of a twig behind him. He stops mid-step and turns around. He waits for another sound. It comes; know the snap seems louder, almost closer. He deliberates calling out, but he has a feeling he shouldn't. So he doesn't. For a while he looks around, half expecting something, or worse, someone to jump out at him. But the longer he stands there, straight back and tensed body, the more he thinks it could have just been another one of those Beetle Blades. He continues onwards, making as little noise as he can. Soon the ground beneath him becomes more dirt than grass and as he looks up he realises where he is. The Graveyard.

Hey Pansycakes, how did I go? I know I said something awesome would happen in the next chapter but I thought this chapter was long enough so I'm going to save it for the next chapter. Sorry :-(

Thanks for all the reviews, favorites and follows! I love waking up and seeing I have reviews. Please keep reviewing, it's good to see what people think about the story and what they think I should do.

On a low note, I keep getting this review saying, "Update; Ferris wheel please." And I'm getting a little bit confused cause... I can't exactly put a Ferris Wheel in the Glade. So... yeah.

One more thing, do you guys think I should do different POV's? Tell me what you think!

Anyway, hopefully I can update soon!