Sorry it's been taking me so long to post! I haven't given up on this story, I promise. I have, however, been working on another project. Raise your hand if you like the Hunger Games. Now keep your hand up if you liked either of the movies. If your hand is up, I would love for you to check out the YouTube video I've been working on. It's a Catching Fire tribute set to Glory and Gore by Lorde, which I feel relates to the Hunger Games a lot. It should be up on my YouTube account (MissLErinM) by 4/29/14, That's Monday.

I'm considering doing a Divergent Video set to an Ellie Goulding song. Probably Explosions. Let me know what you think of that idea too please!

Finally, near the bottom, there's a section about smell. I see scents in colors, so I described them that way.

Chapter 38

A few hours later, Tobias stands up and says, "I think Tris and I are done for the night. New members have to pick jobs and roommates tomorrow, so she probably shouldn't be hungover." Then, in his strict instructor voice, he adds, "None of you should be actually." I stare questioningly at him. I haven't drank that much, have I? Only a few glasses of the orange juice drink and a shot of something Zeke dared me to swallow when I wouldn't confess all of my fears. I stand up to protest that I'm not drunk and won't have a hangover, but the world tilts and I end up holding onto Tobias's shoulder for support.

"Are you going to sleep in the initiates' dorm tonight, Tris?" Will asks.

"I'm not sure… I don't think it's a good idea, because Peter's there," I reply.

"You three can split up and each stay with one of us," Lauren says, "I think the Dauntless-born will be safe in their dorms."

Uriah grins, "I'm crashing here tonight. Why sleep in the dorms when I can invade Zeke's apartment?"

"Lynn is staying with me tonight!" Shauna says.

"Christina can stay with me. Tyler, can Will sleep at your place?" Lauren says. I never really got to know her during initiation, but I like her. There's something wild about her, despite the tight control she holds over herself. Like she's a jaguar masquerading as a house cat, and if you wait long enough, you'll see the jungle cat.

"Absolutely. My apartment is next door, so we can leave whenever," Tyler says.

"That leaves Marlene and Tris. Marlene, I assume you're staying with Uriah tonight?" Lauren asks, raising her pierced eyebrow. Marlene's cheeks brighten, and she nods. Zeke whispers something to Kyle and the two exchange money. A bet? On Marlene and Uriah? Lauren turns her dark eyes on me as Tobias wraps his arm around my shoulder. "You appear to know who you're staying with."

I nod and return her gaze, knowing if I respond my voice will shake from nerves or alcohol and I will come off as a naïve little Stiff. After saying goodbye and thank you, Tobias guides me out of the apartment. We climb a flight of stairs, slip down some hallways, rand end up in front of his apartment. I've slept here before, so why does this time feel different?

"You can have the bed if you want. I'll take the floor," Tobias says quietly as he unlocks the door.

"You don't have to sleep on the floor!" I reply, entering his apartment. I don't like the idea of my boyfriend lying on the cold floor while I relax in his bed.

"Where should I sleep then?"

"Well… you could always sleep with me. I mean, sleep next to me. In your bed. Fully clothed."

Tobias chuckles. "I know what you meant. Are you sure about this?"

"Yes. It's not honestly that big of a deal." I'm trying to sound unconcerned, but am indisputably failing.

"If you're sure, I'd like to share a bed with you for the night. I'll even lend you some pajamas."

I'd forgotten that my pajamas are in the initiates' dorm. Definitely not going back there tonight, so the best option is borrow from Tobias. He disappears through a doorway, then reappears holding black shorts and a tshirt that must be way too small for him. They smell like him, a mix of silvery metal, white soap, and something dark and spicy and I can't name.

After changing, I walk slowly back towards the bed. Tobias sits on the edge, reading a tattered book called Anthem by Ayn Rand. As I approach, he carefully sets the book down and asks, "Which side would you like?"

"The inside, if you don't mind. I like sleeping next to the wall," I reply. I climb in, laying with my back to Tobias so I'm facing the wall. "Thank you. For letting me stay with you tonight."

"I wasn't going to make you go back to the dorms drunk. You, Peter, and alcohol probably won't be good friends." Tobias pulls the covers over both of us and scoots closer to me, so his chest is touching my back. "Now get some sleep. Your new life starts tomorrow."

I close my eyes obligingly. I feel Tobias's arm snake around my waist and pull me closer. I smile, then drift into sleep.