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Tris POV:

"C'mon I want to show you something."

He stands up and brushes invisible dirt off his pants then, after being satisfied with state of his pants, he reached down, took my hand in his and helped me up. He ushers me out the door with one hand resting on my lower back and the other holding open the door for me, like a true gentlemen and who says chivalry is dead?
"Where are we going." I ask looking up at him, eyes full of wonder, as he gently closes the door behind us.
"You'll find out soon enough." He says with a lopsided sly grin plastered onto his flawless face. A grin I'm finding hard not to attack with a smile of my own.

He leads my around the dauntless compound weaving in and out of hallways, knocking shoulder with oblivious people as they hurry along to get to wherever there going. We went down some dark hallways that I didn't even know existed. He must know this place like the back of his hand. I study his features while I ponder this. I see his jaw line and cheekbones that must have been carved by the angels themselves, and eyes as blue as the deepest depths of the ocean. I never realized the faded freckles that polka-dot his nose, it's cute. He suddenly turns and looks down as me but doesn't slow done or even miss a step as he does so...like I said, the back of his hand.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" He says with a shy smile as he drags his sleeve over the corners of his mouth.
"Only perfection." I mumble, "Your girlfriend is really lucky."

OH

MY

GOD

I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST SAID THAT. What was I thinking? I look down suddenly really interested by my own hands as my faces slowly transforms into a colour that could put a tomato to shame. He laughs. Not a fake one but a real, genuine one. The corners of his eyes crinkle into this adorable little bundle as he does so. Again I catch myself staring.
"I don't have a girlfriend...yet" He mumbles the last part so quietly I almost missed it. Hmmm I wounder who it is? out of the corner of my eye I see him quickly glance over my way then quickly look back as if nothing happened. Wait...does he mean me? No... he can't like me...can he?

"Oh," I say breaking the silence, "I would have thought you would have been taken as song as you joined dauntless."

"Why?" He smiles a nervous smile as his cheeks redden. Maybe he does like me? Oooorrr he's thinking about the girl he likes? Or both... Stop it Tris. He doesn't like you the way you like him.

"Because your stunning," I blush..again. "I mean just look at you and you are a legend here. You're incredible."

"Yeah maybe." He shrugs. "I've never really even looked at girls and I've NEVER had a crush on one...well, until now."

He reaches out and turns the doorknob in front of me and shoves it open. It opens to reveal a blinding sun. I block it from hitting my face with my arm as my eyes slowly adjust. Once we can both see again, we continue walking. Only this time on soft green grass that gives out just a tiny bit under your feet when you step on it. It's so soft I just want to make a bed of it and never leave.

"So you like someone, huh?" I ask trying, and failing, to not get my hope up.

"Yeah" He shrugs like it's no big deal. Maybe it isn't to everybody else but it is to me. I have to jog to keep up with him because it take three of my strides just to match one of his. Suddenly he stops right in front of me, causing my to slam up against his back, knocking us both down. Okay, seriously? AGAIN! We have got to stop falling on top of each other like this. I think to myself.

"Sorry" I mumble and get up, brushing myself off as I do so. I lend him my hand and he gracefully takes it. I help him up and brush the grass off of his shoulder and the side of his face. My fingers linger as the skim his cheek. STOP! That little voice in my head scowls at me again. Although... Is it just me or did he lean into my touch? Nah, probably just me.

"Why are we stopping?" I ask once my hands are safely beside myself again, free from any temptation...

"We are getting on a train." He says and starts jogging beside the track. I jog behind him as I hear the familiar sound of the wheels clanking on the rails as they turn. We run along side the train for a while before pull ourselves in I don't even have to try anymore. It's all just muscle memory now.

We both sit on the opposite side of the train watching as the city flashes by before us.

"Who?" I ask, the curiosity getting the better of me.

"I'll tell you when we get where we're going." He doesn't glance at me, not even for a second. He just stares ahead mesmerized by the flashing colours of the city whizzing by. But soon enough the building thin out and are replaced with the undeniable brown-green colour of the swamp. I see the haunting ruins off an old amusement park, lying eerily still.

Suddenly I know where he is taking me.

Our ferris wheel...

Soooo... What did you guys think? Sorry I haven't updated in a bit. I promise I will try more now that it is my holidays. Also I need to ask you guys a favor. So I want to be an actress when I'm older and my agent hired a new casting director so I'm going in soon for an interview and wanted to get a piece together. So if any of you guys know of any sites for good one person commercial/monologue scripts with actions, then I'd love to know about them. Alternatively, If you have any could you pretty please send them in to me. Thank you.

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