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Right. Left. Right. Right. Left. Left. Kick.

Poor punching bag.

I had to step away from it for a moment. I was panting, and I felt sweat start to form on my forehead. Hopefully it doesn't wash off the makeup I used to cover up the nasty bruise on the side of my face.

It wasn't that bad, I just didn't want any questions.

I glanced to my right and saw Haley, barely making the bag move. She wasn't muscular at all, and half of her curly red hair was falling out of her ponytail.

I looked around and saw Nash on the complete other side of the floor, showing Paige what to do as she stood, watching a little too intently. I rolled my eyes at her and turned to face Haley.

"Use your elbows and your knees more," I said to her between breaths. She looked at me, in a little shock that I was helping her. Finally, she nodded slowly and continued.

"How about you worry about your own fighting skills?" I heard the familiar voice and I knew Nash was smirking. How he made it over here in such little time is beyond me.

"Nothing to worry about," I spoke, not turning to look at him.

"Then show me," At those words, I began my sequence again, hitting with a harder punch each time, trying to get my anger out. Involving my parents in particular.

When I finished, Nash whistled behind me, and then appeared at my side. I looked at him and he was smiling. I rolled my eyes and started punching, softer than before

"Why are you helping out your competition?" He asked, and I felt his eyes burn into me. I was only wearing a sports bra and cropped leggings.

"Well, the person who is supposed to be helping her was busy teaching someone else,"

"Why the sarcasm on teaching?" He asked, and I knew he was smiling.

I stopped the gestured towards Paige, who now was hitting at the bag like it was me.

"That girl didn't need any help," I rolled my eyes and punched the bag with my right fist.

I heard Nash laugh. "I'm a good teacher and she's a fast learner," I couldn't help but snort at him. He knew I knew he was joking.

"She just wants to get in your bed," I murmured, drop kicking at the bag. He didn't respond, but I felt him near my ear and my spine tingled.

"You would be surprised how many girls want to get in my bed,"

I practically froze still and didn't say anything. How could I say anything to that? I just knew he was smiling. He does that too often.

"Nice tattoo," He said as he returned to his original position.

I smirked. "I would say the same to you, but it seems you kept your clothes on today,"

He laughed and didn't say anything. He just walked around me and observed. I should have felt uncomfortable, but strange enough, I didn't. I didn't care if his eyes were lingering on me. I actually kind of liked it.

Holy shit no.

I didn't just think that.

No.

"Did he really say that?!"

It was the lunch break of the first day and I sat next to Lily and Mel. Lily filled Mel in on everything involving Nash.

"And then some," I replied, taking a bite of my cake.

"The fact that he knows he's desirable makes him ten times sexier," Mel swooned. I had to laugh at her because it's so odd to see Mel react like this.

She is not obsessed with boys like Lily is. To be quite honest, I thought she was a lesbian for the longest time. That idea was demolished when she admitted she had feelings for Joseph last year.

"I'm sure Joey would not like to hear you say these things," Lily said, raising her voice to an unnatural tone. Mel's eyes widened and she shoved her, laughing. "That was like 2 years ago, Lil,"

"That was like last year," Lily said, baffled at Mel's response. And then they started bickering. And when Mel and Lily bicker, it is a God awful thing to experience. It's like having an Erudite and an Abnegation in the same room. Bad. Just bad.

"Well, while you two discuss that, I'll go join my other friends," I said, leaving my garbage. They didn't even hear what I said. It was no use. I walked over to the transfers and took a seat next to Nash.

A look passed across his face before he greeted me. I don't know what it was, but it certainly wasn't pleasant.

"Hi," He said, looking at me.

"Hello," I responded, shifting in my seat.

Then, there was silence between us. Why was it all of a sudden so awkward between us? I mean, he confessed stuff to me, but when did that make things weird? It didn't make it weird the second after he told me.

"Why did you lie to Haley?" He blurted out. Thankfully, no one heard him.

Now that I think about it, I didn't lie to Haley because I thought she would get hurt by the facts. The truth is, I didn't know if the facts were real. My parents didn't deny me calling bullshit on the Nicole thing, so I have no idea what the truth is.

"Because I don't trust the facts," I said simply, looking up at him. He stared me in the eyes and I was forced to gaze into his. It seemed like it was for forever.

"Hey, Theo!"

We both broke away and I looked at the end of the table towards Ky. He sat with a bunch of his Candor friends and a few Erudite. He gestured for me to come over and I got up, shrugging to Nash.

He nodded and as soon as I walked away, 5 Dauntless girls appeared at his sides. Well, he wasn't lying.

I walked over to Ky and notice they were all staring at me. My eyebrows knitted together in confusion and then I realized I was shirtless.

Classic.

"Yeah?" I asked, placing my hands on my bare hips.

"How the hell are you so good at fighting?" Logan asked, leaning across the table. I realized his hair was black, not brown. His ice blue eyes pierced into mine. He looked like Paige and then it hit me.

He was her brother.

"My parents trained me well,"

And they hit you after.

Trevor's hazel eyes widened at my response. He had blonde hair that was so light, it could look white. "You were trained by Four and Six?" He asked, in awe.

I rolled my eyes. "Well, they're my parents so yeah,"

"Hey, we were wondering," Logan began to talk and he had a smirk on his face. "There's going to be a party tonight at Trevor's brothers apartment and he invited us. We were wondering if you wanted to go,"

"Who's your brother?" I asked Trevor.

"Jasper. He's friends with that crazy kid, Xander,"

I guess that's why Trevor transferred. His brother did. There was no possible way he got Dauntless from his test.

"Yeah, I know Xander. I've known him since I was born."

Logan's face lit up. "So that means you'll go? You can bring your friends too. Especially the girl with the black hair,"

I snorted. "If your going to make a move on her, at least know her name is Lily," Logan smiled, but was clearly embarrassed. Lily probably knew about the party anyway.

"Sure, I'll go," I decided. I needed a little fun. I guess a party will get my mind off everything.

"Ok, see you tonight," Ky said, trying to sound cool. I pitied him for his lacking in flirting skills.

"Or, I'll see you in ten minutes," I said, walking away from the table and towards Lily, Xander, Joseph and Mel. They were all beaming ear to ear.

Xander stepped forward and placed his arm around my shoulder.

"So there's this party,"