"Dauntless born, go with Lauren. Transfers, stay with us." I say as the new initiates move around. Tris stands next to me, looking far to kind for a dauntless instructor.

There are ten transfers this year, slightly more than last year. There are 4 Candor, 3 Erudite, 1 Amity and 2 Abnegation transfers.

"My name is Four." I say, looking over their faces. "This is Tris, we are your instructors for the next while." Tris grins at me.

"If you'd like to follow us, we'll show you around the compound." She says too softly. I'll let her know later.

We walk around until we reach their dorm.

"This is where you'll sleep." I say to them. "Pick a bed, get changed and meet me outside in five."

The initiates scamper around before Tris and I leave the room.

~XxX~

"Matthew! Dean!" I yell, walking towards the boys. "Break it up." I put my hand on the shoulder of a Candor boy, Dean, and Tris gets Matthew, from Abnegation. "I don't really care if you fight, but it wouldn't look good on me if Matthew had a black eye before any of the fighting begins, before the first day is over." I say firmly to the boys.

"Now, if you'd all like to head over and get some dinner, please." Tris says, pointing them in the right direction.

I walk beside her, watching her beautiful hair fall to her shoulders as she unties it.

"You're so pretty, Tris." I whisper.

"Yeah, you tell me every three minutes." She mutters back.

"I wouldn't need to tell you if you'd believe me."

"I'm not pretty though."

"You see what I mean?" I smirk at her and she slaps my shoulder playfully. I look back and see the amity boy, Innis, staring at us.

"Are you guys a thing?" He asks me. Tris grins at me and I laugh a little.

"Yeah," I sigh, "Don't tell the others." He nods and heads off to dinner with everyone else.

~XxX~

I sit across from Tris at dinner that night. We decided not to sit with our friends because it was likely that an transfer or two would choose to sit by us because we were a known face. Sure enough, both abnegation transfers, identical twin boys, and the amity boy, Innis, sit next to Tris and I.

"What's that?" Michael asks his brother, pointing to a fish finger sitting on a plate in the middle of the table.

"I have no idea." Matthew grins, picking it up and poking it with his fork.

"It's fish." I tell them. "It's food, not a toy." I turn back to Tris and whisper, "They remind me of you, you didn't know what a hamburger was." She laughs a little before taking some chips from the big bowl.

"I think I know you." Michael says after a while, pointing at Tris. "You're Andrew Prior's daughter, Beatrice, right?"

Tris stares down for a moment so I talk to him. "What makes you think you can talk to us?"

Michael stays quiet for a moment while I stare at him.

"Are you Marcus Eaton's boy?" Matthew asks me.

I tense up for a moment before deciding to speak really quietly to them.

"You're 16, I'm 19. You're quite small, I'm much bigger. You're weak, I'm strong." The boys look back at me, clearly frightened. "You better keep your mouth closed or I might have to close it for you."

I go back to eating, Tris smiles over at me and I give her a quick wink. The twins get up and go back to the dorms.

"I'm going to head home, get some rest." Tris whispers to me.

"I'll see you in a bit." I say kissing her quickly before she heads up to our apartment.