After embarrassing my dumb freshman cousin, I dunk his head coming out the classroom, and ran off as he started to chase me. Aly shakes her head while Ashlyn comes out last, reading her book still. I stop in front of her to take the book, flipping through pages.

"What's the joy of reading? I mean. Reading's for nerds."

I know. I'm trying to play Dauntless. But, I can't let people know me. The real me. The me I keep hidden.

Ashlyn giggles and takes the book back playfully. "I've seen you in the library from time to time, Tobias."

I blush. Ashlyn giggles and walks off to class. I run after her, keeping up with the pace.

Ashlyn eyes me and says, "Are...you ok? Tobias?"

"Yea...yea-yea...I mean..."

I clear my throat.

"Yes."

Ashlyn laughs and looks me in the eye. "You're a funny Dauntless."

We were standing in front of her math class, face to face. She looks down shyly, twirling her ponytail. Her cute ponytail. I shake my head and clear my throat.

"Well...see ya."

I fast-walk to my history class, slapping my forehead as I go.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid...", I mumble to myself.

I go inside and was face to face with Bobby Hayes-Jackson. His flaming red hair and stupid sparkling teeth. His devilish blue-green eyes stare down at me, making me feel small. I don't know who (nor do I care) who his parents are, but I know for a FACT, due to my grandparents, that Peter Hayes is his grandpa. That evil bastard...who tried to kill my grandmother. I glare at Bobby and sat down next to my other friend, a half-Black/half-Asian girl, who was some type of Candor, and she greets me with her crooked smile. I nod.

"Opal. How's life...?"

"Tobias. It's better than being Four Jr."

I roll my eyes as she laughs. Why do people make fun of me because I was named after my grandfather? I moan. Opal, being the dick she was, laughs at me.

"I'm kidding...Four."

I rest my head. Opal pokes me. "Bobby's staring at you..."

I look at Bobby, who was whispering with one of his dick-buddies, and they look at me and laugh. I sneer and scoff.

"Ignore them, Tobias, and they 'might' not pester you until graduation."

"Easy for you to say. You're a Senior in a Junior math class. How'd you fail Trig?!"

Opal pulls my ear and hisses, "Shut. Up. No one needs to know THAT."

Bobby was looking at us again until the bel rung and our teacher, Miss Betsy, a Candor woman, wearing a black dress-suit with a white blouse, stares at us with her thin-rimmed glasses.

"Hello, class. Hope you behaved while I was out."

She was mostly talking to me and Bobby when she said that...I know it. She knew about our feud with each other, due to the fact she threw us out most of the time we bicker. She sits on her chair, but when she sat, the chair collapses with her! She sits on the floor, in pain and angry. She gets up slowly and glares at us. Opal sinks in her seat and my mouth was open.

"Alright...", says Miss Betsy. "Whose bright idea was this...?"

"Tobias.", says Bobby automatically, pointing at me.

I glare at him. Jackass...!

"Miss Betsy, I object. I have no TOOLS of the SORT to do it..!"

"Oh, really...?", she says sarcastically. "May I look under your desk...?"

"Go AHEAD. I won't even use my rights...!"

Opal sinks deeper. "Sop acting like a DAMN Candor!"

"I can't HELP it that you Candor dress like lawyers!"

Opal rolls her eyes and giggles.

As Miss Betsy looks inside my desk, she pulled out a screwdriver and wrench. My mouth opens again. Opal stares at me. I stare at her back.

"I know what you're thinking, Tobias. It WASN'T me.", says Opal, her hands in midair. "Innocent until proven guilty."

I glare at her. "You don't say that in MY defense here...Opal!"

"Well. It's YOUR desk."

I slap my forehead. "I'm being framed."

"Tobias, I've known you for a while...! Don't pull that stunt on me..."

"Seriously, Miss Betsy. I didn't do it!"

"Who did it, then...?"

I look around me, then it hit me. Bobby set me up. I got up and went to strangle Bobby, making Opal try to separate us, but I accidently elbow her in the face. She covers her face and whimpers then starts crying. I look at her.

"Opal...oh my God..."

I was about to comfort her, but she snapped. "DON'T! Stay the fuck away from me...!"

One of the kids escorts her out to the nurse while Miss Betsy glares at me.

I knew that look.

I grab my stuff and went to the principal's office before glaring back at Bobby, whose stupid innocent face was mocking me.

As I go to the principal's office, my stomach turned inside-out when I saw Ashlyn at the water fountain. I hide behind a wall. No WAY was I gonna let Ashlyn see me! I breathe through my nose and poked my head out a bit. She turns to head back to class. Good. I come out and start to tiptoe but Ashlyn stops and says, "What are you doing, Tobias?"

Shit. How'd she know...?

She must of read my mind.

"Are you in trouble again...?"

I blush a deep red and sigh.

"Yea..."

Ashlyn sighs and giggles as she holds my hand. I got nervous. This was SO unlike me...! I wasn't the nervous type! I was the fearless type..! Like my mother! As we walk to the office together, I ask her, "Why...? What are you..?"

"It's weird for an Amity to hold hands with a Dauntless?"

I blush. "N-n-no. I-I-I..."

I sigh.

This was hopeless. I'm nervous around...an Amity.

Ashlyn giggles again then we were at the office. My stomach did flip-flops.

The person at the front desk, a black balding male, looks like a Erudite, glares at me as he points to the principal's door. I gulp but Ashlyn squeezes my hand softly, comforting me.

"You know...you can go back to class, Amity.", I say.

"I don't want you to be by yourself.", she says as she blushes and smiles.

I blush too, as I squeeze her hand gently as we go into her office. Her, meaning our principal, Madame Jean. She was reading a book when she sees us. Her liquid gray eyes glaring at me...