A/N: Hey guys! This is kind of a short chapter but I really need you guys to review and tell me what you want to happen! You'll see what I mean at the end of the chapter. this is a plot twist even I didn't see coming, it just sort of popped into my mind as I was writing! Enjoy Chapter 25!

Tris POV:
I wake up the next morning and run to the bathroom again and Tobias holds my hair back while I puke.

"What the heck is going on with me?" I say as I wash my face and drink some water.

"I don't know, but maybe you should stay home again today," Tobias says.

"No, I need go to school. I've missed enough work already and I don't want to fall behind," I mumble.

Tobias sighs. "Okay, but don't push yourself. I don't want you getting even more sick than you already are."

I nod and go take a shower. I start to think to myself while the hot water runs over my body. The morning sickness, the moodiness, the sudden gain of weight... A hand flies over my mouth as I realize what this could mean. Could I be...? No. There's no way! Tobias and I never did anything and I got Peter off of me before he could do anything serious to me! There's no way I'm... pregnant! Either way, I decide to stop by the drugstore on my way home. I have to prove myself wrong.

Since I'm tired and sick feeling, I don't bother making myself look nice; I just put in some sweatpants and a t-shirt, apply minimal makeup, and throw my hair into a low ponytail.

Tobias tosses me a granola bar when I walk into the kitchen for breakfast and I fumble to catch it. "I wanna drive myself today," I state.

"Are you sure? Because I can give you a ride if you want," Tobias says.

Crap. I need to think of a good lie! "Yeah, but I'm kind of sick and I wanna be able to drive myself to and from school if I have to. And I don't wanna have to come pick you up if I go home early."

Tobias nods his head and I get in my car and drive to school.

The entire day I'm distracted. I can't think of anything but the fact that I might be pregnant. No, I'm not pregnant. I. Am. Not.

Christina seems to notice that something is wrong with me because before lunch she drags me into a janitors closet. "What is up with you today?! You don't answer anytime somebody tries to talk to you and you keep looking all jittery and panicky."

"it's nothing, I'm just still kind of sick from yesterday."

"There's more than that, I know there is."

"I'm really stressed out. I'm doing really bad in chemistry and my parents are trying to find a place to live after the fire." I lie. Well it's not actually a lie, it's just something I wasn't really thinking about before. Great, yet another thing to add onto my plate of craziness in life!

She looks at me skeptically but doesn't press any further.

I practically run out of school when the bell rings and nearly speed to the drugstore. I pick up what I need and head home. Tobias is waiting for me, casually drumming his fingers on the countertop.

"Hey," I say weakly.

He glances at my hand. "What's in the brown bag?"

"Uh-umm-uh-nothing," I stutter.

"Nothing?"

"Yeah. It's nothing. It's just..."

"Tris, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!"

"Tris, please tell me!"

My hands shake. "Tobias, I'm late," I whisper.

"Late for... oh..." he says, his eyes widening in realization. "But we didn't-"

"Peter."

"Oh my God..."

I run to the bathroom and pee onto the stupid little test.

The few minutes of waiting seem like an hour. I unlock the door to the bathroom and walk outside.

"So, are you...?" Tobias asks.

"I don't know yet," I say shakily.

The time is finally up and I see a little red...

A/N: Okay here is where I REALLY NEED YOU GUYS TO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT! Should she be pregnant or not? (If she's pregnant, she's NOT having an abortion. Maybe a miscarriage if you guys want, but not an abortion.) Yes or no? PLEASE TELL ME!