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I have a strange dream that night. I know it was a dream because my vision was blurry around the edge - but the dream wasn't a happy dream or a nightmare. I was running through hallways, first in my Abnegation home, then in the hallways of Dauntless, and finally in the Factionless sector of the city. I don't know what I was running from, or why I was running. All I remember, was having the impulse to run.

Belle wake up. Hey, earth to Belle. Wakey wakey!

I open my eyes to see Christina in front of me smiling - so the omnipresent voice wasn't my mind, it was her. I look around the room to see Al passed out on the couch across from me, Will cuddling a pillow in a recliner, Tris on the floor huddled against a couch, Four hanging half off Zeke's love seat, and Lauren in the corner. Zeke and Shauna must be in Zeke's room.

I feel stuck in place and try to wiggle free until I look down and see two arms around me. I trace those arms back to their owner and see Uriah, next to me on his side with his arms secured in place around me. He looks innocent and childlike. He doesn't look like he'd be Dauntless, or any faction. He just looks like a young, teenage boy.

His chest is pressed up against me, his heat radiating off onto me. I turn and face him and press myself into him, burying my head into the crook of his neck. His arms reflexively tighten around me. I am about to drift back into peaceful sleep when I hear Christina clear her throat again.

I turn slightly in her direction.

"What?"

"Its 6:30," she says as she glances at the clock.

"Ugh," is the only thing I can manage as I try to pull out of Uriah's iron lock.

"Uriah," I say as sweetly as I can. His eyes flutter slightly, but shut immediately after his conscience tells him it's morning.

I laugh. "Uriah, it's time to wake up."

He makes a sound somewhere between groan and something else that sounds like a protest, too.

"Technically, if everyone pretends it's not morning, it doesn't have to be."

His voice is full of sleep and his voice is very deep and quite frankly, very sexy.

I smile at him and kiss his cheek.

His eyes flutter open and he smiles. Uriah sits up, bringing me with him. His arms stay around me, but he loosens his grip.

He smiles as he takes in the room. "Killer party, huh?"

I nod and smile as I think back to last night. "Maybe we should help wake the others, I say watching Christina try to wake an unconscious Will.

I look over and see Uriah grinning. "Christina, wait. I have an idea, come on," he says motioning us to a closet down the hall.

Ten minutes later, we walk back into the living room with two buckets worth of what Uriah called, Water-balloons.

"On three, we throw them, okay?"

Christina and I nod.

"One

"Two

"Three!" Uriah yells loudly.

I launch a water-balloon at Tris who screams in shock of the cold water.

Uriah throws his balloon at Lynn who flinches awake yelling, "WHAT THE HELL URIAH?"

Marlene groans awake and says, "This is why we don't spend the night!"

Uriah launches a waterballoon at Lauren who, I guess was already awake and catches it mid throw without it bursting.

I walk up to Four with Tris and we both chuck water-balloons at him. He flinches awake and wakes up confused and wet. We all throw waterballoons at each other until everyone in the living room is awake.

We all decide to wake up Zeke and Shauna with as much force as possible, so we reload on waterballoons and each launch them at the unsuspecting and unconscious Zeke and Shauna.

Shauna wakes up furious and Zeke glares at each and everyone of us until his eyes land on Uriah and he growls, "URIAH!"

Uriah laughs his head off and soon we all start laughing, including Shauna at Zeke's hair which is half pressed down and the other half sticking up.


It takes a while, but everyone soon leaves besides me and Shauna to go get ready for training.

Uriah convinced me to stay and Shauna said that I could borrow something of hers to wear for the day. In the end, I wear black skinny jeans, the same black combat boots, and loose, maroon tanktop that's a little too big. Shauna's apartment is down the hall from Zekes and as I make my way back without Shauna, who left before me to go back, I notice that through the door, I can hear the deep, familiar voice of Eric.

Oh, joy.

I open the door and see Zeke, Shauna, and Uriah on one side and Eric on the other. They all look at me when I enter and I feel akward.

"Sorry if I interrupted something important," I say.

Uriah's POV:

Belle walks into the room right in the middle of Eric's stupid rant. I don't even get why we're getting yelled at for having a party at Dauntless for crying out loud.

She's in Shauna's clothes, which are a little too big on her. The tanktop she wears barely fits and the pants are rolled up.

Eric turns and looks at her. His stance changes from tense anger to relaxed.

"Sorry if I interrupted something important," she says. Her cheeks flare up and she looks adorable.

Eric smiles slightly and says, "Oh no, I was just telling Zeke and Uriah to keep their parties a little quieter."

I roll my eyes and hold back a smart comment. Eric would probably pin me down to the floor and kill me if I said anything.

Belle walks over and stands next to me. Erics eyes follow her with intense interest.

Wait. Seriously? Eric ...likes...Belle?

I slide my arm around her waist and pull her against me. She smiles up at me warmly.

"So," Zeke says, "we done here then? Because these two," he says looking over at Belle and I, "have training."

Eric nods. "I can walk you two."

Oh god. I am not spending time with Eric while he stares at Belle.

"No, its fine. You go ahead, we'll see you there," I say nonchalauntly.

I pull Belle down the hallway and sneak a peak at Eric over Belle's head.

He looks pissed.

Perfect.

Tris's POV:

I sit in the orange velvet chair as Four gets the needles for the simulation.

I wonder what fear I will face this time. I can feel my hands shake and ball them up into fits in an effort to hold them in place.

"You okay?" Four asks coming around the chair. "You look like you might puke, Tris."

I shrug.

He pushes my hair back from my side gently. I tilt my head back and watch Four as he injects me with the sim serum. I trace his jaw line with my eyes. He is actually quite good looking. I wonder if he has a girlfriend.

Well, why wouldn't he? I wonder to myself. He's a Dauntless prodigy and like Annabelle. Where ever she goes, she always has someone interested in her, whether she notices or not. Like her, I've seen girls make flirtatious eyes at Four, but I've never seen him return them.

"You're staring at me," Four says a little amusement in his voice.

I drop my eyes to the floor and can feel my hands begin to shake.

Four puts his hand below my chin and raises my face to his.

"The first time's the worst. You're going to be alright."

I nod but can still feel my hands shake.

Four helps lean me back in the chair and keeps hold of my hand.

I can feel my heart beat faster and wonder if he can hear it, because that's all I can hear right now.

"It's okay. Last time you were out quicker than anyone else. You're in a sim, try to hold onto that," he says, still holding my hand.

I can feel the serum take its effect as my vision begins to blur and go dark.

"Be brave, Tris," is the last thing I hear Four say.