Hi, everyone. I'm back. I'm am so sorry for the delay. I just realised how much of hectic schedule I have with all my assignments, band practices and dance classes so I have made a decision that I will be posting a chapter every Thursday. Of course, if I have spare time during the week I might post an extra, but from now on, I am updating every Thursday. And for this week, just for this week, I won't be posting a chapter after this one. Sorry!

Also, I realised that I'll need Christina as a different character later on, so her best friend will now be Marlene.

To the Guest who replied on chapter 4 (because I cannot reply straight to you):

I am only writing this story with a plot that I imagined would go well. I can assure you that if you are a die-hard Divergent fan, then yes, I will do something magical to your brain to make you love Tobias, even after the events that happened in the last chapter.

Chapter 5: Exercise.

"What is so interesting? I've never seen you stare out your window so much before." Marlene asks as she sticks her head in the window. "I see nothing." She states.

"That's because there is nothing to see," I mutter while stepping back and pulling my curtains closed.

"What made you want to see me this morning?" I asked while walking into the bathroom.

"Well, as your best friend, it is my duty to watch over you while you are hurt," Marlene says while rumbling through something.

"What are you doing there? And I can walk perfectly fine; I am not hurt." I said as I grabbed my toothbrush and started scrubbing at my teeth. The toothpaste formed a foam which dripped out of my mouth, slide down my face to my chin and dropped on the bathroom counter.

"I'm going to use a tie for my hair," Marlene said while popping into the doorway holding a hair tie up. "That's if you allow it." She added using her manners.

"Why are you asking? Take whatever you like. I just asked what you were looking for." I called as I spat into the sink and splashed cool water on my face.

I came out of the bathroom with a towel in my hand.

'Of course, Mar, when I said take whatever you like, I also meant take my new bra and panty set from Adore Me.'

"Put it back you savage," I called to her as I glanced at my window to see if Tobias was serving.

If he were, then I'd walk into his house and strangle the bastard. After less than two minutes of thinking after he had left me last night with my new nickname, Babycurls. I was ready to kill. That little bastard had seen me walk into my room after a shower, and he wanted me to know that. If only he had the decency to turn away. I took my personal privacy quite seriously.

"Little bitch," I yelled.

"Ok. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. I promise. I'll put it away." Marlene paled and started rambling.

"No you idiot. I was talking about what Tobias did. Did I tell you?" I said as I pulled off my shirt and rummaged through my closet for a tight black one. I grabbed it and pulled it over my sports bra. I grabbed a pair of sports shorts and pulled off my sleeping ones before putting,

Yes, you did. But what are you doing?" Marlene asked.

"Get your clothes. Come on. We're gonna go exercise." I ordered. Marlene paled.

"Exercise?" The word to Marlene was like capital punishment. "You can't be serious?!" She exclaimed.

"No honey," I said in a sugar sweet voice. "I'm dead serious." Now find some clothes.

"I can't fit in your clothes Tris; you know that." I forgot to mention that Marlene was incredibly insecure. Marlene was a very curvy girl, and at first, it was normal for her to be curvy. Until her weight started to fall in the overweight category. She didn't look overweight, not at all. Everyone thought she was pretty and cute. Her face was naturally round, like an orange, and she hated that. She hated multiple things about herself. She had these stretch marks that covered her body. She hated her broad nose and hair. Not the hair on her head, the hair on her arms and legs. Marlene with her brown hair and green eyes had taken on the Italian side of her family, which meant she was hairy. Really hairy. I didn't mind. And neither did our other friends. But the boys at our school did. Which meant that when it was 30 degrees outside, and everyone else was in tank tops and half sleeved shirts, she was sporting long sleeves.

"Marlene, you have clothes here. Go and change into them." I told her gently and pointed to one of my drawers. Marlene slowly went and grabbed the clothes. She changed away from me. I could clearly see Marlene's hands pulled away from the stretch marks on her hips as she pulled on her sweatpants. She pulled away from them like they were fire and were going to burn her hands. Since Marlene had a milky-white complexion, the red street marks were quite visible on her body. I honestly thought that she was perfect, just the way she was, but my mother, who was also her doctor, said it was unhealthy for her.

"I'll meet you in the basement." I squeezed her hand as I walked out of the room. The gesture was enough.

I cut up some apples, grabbed two water bottles and headed down to the basement. I started setting up the equipment and the treadmills. My family had two of them. My family was quite fit. I had seen my mother's weight gain when she started dating my father. My weight gain came when I was 15, so I decided to put healthy habits into my life, and I am pleased with the outcome.

"I'm ready," Marlene said as she descended the stairs.

"Okay." I said as I connected the Bluetooth speaker to my phone and went to my 'workouts' playlist. I hit shuffle and Heathens by Twenty-One Pilots started playing. I began singing along with my horrible voice and Marlene joined in with her much more able one.

I jumped on the treadmill and started running, my fingers increasing the speed now and then. Soon enough Marlene was sweating buckets, and my own breath was coming out hot and ragged.

"Don't overdo it. Keep your pace the same. Don't go over your maximum." I repeated my mantra out loud. I kept my speed the same and lowered it when I felt too tired.

After about 20 minutes of running, I was about to drop and so was Marlene. We both pushed the stop buttons and came to a halt.

"We did well," I said as I handed her a water bottle and she gulped it down.

"I agree. But would you be so kind as to make me some real food after that? Perhaps pizza?" Marlene said while wrinkling her nose at the apples.

"Then what was the point of exercising?" I asked.

"To keep healthy," Marlene said as she went and grabbed another bottle of water.

"Well eating unhealthy totally defeats the purpose of exercising," I said. Oh fuck, I'm starting to sound like my mum.

"You're starting to sound like Aunty Nat." She said voicing my thoughts with a smirk on her face. She knows that I'd never want to be like my goody-two-shoes mother.

"Screw it. How about extra meat?" I said while I grabbed my phone.

"Sounds great!" She piped up, and I laughed. That's better. Marlene would get better.

Once again I am extremely sorry for not updating for a week and another week of hiatus. But I promise I will make it up to you later with better chapters after the next week.

Guess who's birthday is coming up? MINE. I graced the world with my presence on the 13th of September. So less than a month.

Also please comment. I love reading and responding.

See ya!