Well, this is new... Two chapters in one day! Woo-hoo! This is basically just Amar and Abby. Enjoy!

I'm sore from the fights that we had. Stiffly, I seat next to Four. I roll out my shoulders as I look over him. He doesn't look stiff. Funny, technically he's still a Stiff. I pile food onto a plate and begin eating.

Four sees me staring at him. "What?" he asks, his eyebrows coming together.

I shake my head. "Nothing. I was just staring into space that you happen to be occupying."

A smile plays across his face. He should smile me often. I smile back at him and continue eating. Eric makes people laugh and I look over at him. His eyes lock with mine. I see him wink at me. Heat rushes to my cheeks and I look away.

What did that kiss mean? Does he actually still like me? I continue to eat my dinner. Eric can't love me. It's impossible. He's a monster. But what did that kiss mean?

I eat in silence. People that are, apparently, Four's friends surround me in laughter. I chat with them. Zeke and his brother Uriah are my favorite people. They're really nice and funny.

As soon as I finish my dinner, though, I leave. Amar said he wanted to practice fighting or something. The words "or something" could mean anything.

I go around multiple corners, thinking of what will happen. I subconsciously make my way to the training room. When I arrive to the room, no one is there. He isn't in the training room. I turn to walk out but I'm stopped by a figure in the doorway.

"There you are," the figure says. He has Amar's voice. "I was looking for you." "Oh. Well here I am." I spread my arms out.

He laughs. His laugh is so nice. His smile is so bright that it could light up a room. I notice he changed clothes. From just a t-shirt and shorts, he went to a no-sleeve shirt and jeans. I, on the other hand, have a messy bun, a baggy shirt, that stinks like last week's garbage, and baggy shorts.

In just a few quick strides, he had his arm wrapped around my waist. My heart pounds. I hope he can't feel it. I wrap my own arms around his neck.

That's when it happens. He leans down and kisses me. Eric was my first kiss. I thought I had found the one. That was until I found out that his anger issues were more than just harsh words, which is how I learned to bite back at him. It was more of sweet, one minute, biting your head off, the next. I still loved him, even after he threw a lamp at me. Then, after we broke up, my feelings started to slowly die. Now I love him like a friend.

I put him out of my mind. All I think of is the man that is kissing me. He lifts me, I wrap my legs around his waist. My mind focuses on him carrying me through the secret halls of the Dauntless. Everything else slipping away.

I hear the cassam behind a wall. He sits me down. We stop kissing, each of us breathing heavily. It was a wonderful kiss that I never wanted to break. We slide down the wall. The cassam is loud, but we don't mind. He sits back. All I can see is the outline of his body. I wish I could see his handsome face. I take his hand and lean against him. He kisses my head. I snuggle against him.

We stay like that for what feels like two seconds. I could've stayed like that forever. But all good things must come to an end.

"I hate to say this," he whispers, "but you have to get back to the dorms. You have to fight Eric tomorrow." he goes to kiss my head but I look up at him and he kisses my lips.

The kiss becomes deeper, more sweeter. I love it. A moan escapes from both of us. Soon, I'm on top of him. I lay on his chest. We break the kiss.

"I have to fight Eric tomorrow." I repeat. "That's going to be fun." I am so close that I can see him smile.

"You can do it." he assures me. "Just be careful." I kiss him, again. "I will."

With that, we stand and walk to the dorms, hand in hand. It's after curfew. We could get into trouble. But we don't. Instead, he stops by the door. Leaning, slightly, he kisses me again.

"Good night. I look forward to seeing you soon." he whispers

"Good night." I whisper back.

Before I am in the room, he says, "Can we meet there tomorrow night, as well?"

I nod and slip inside. I lean against the wall. I am the luckiest girl in the world. I just hope we don't get caught. With that as my last thought of the night, I relax until I am taken on the wonderful journey of sleep.

Well? How'd I do? Please let me know! Love y'all bunches!