A/N I don't own divergent... Enjoy, my initiates... :D

Chapter 13

When I reach the dining hall, I scan the room for my friends. They're sitting with Denise, like we planned yesterday. I quickly grab food and make my way over to them.

"Hey guys." I say. "Sorry I'm late."

Denise looks up from her conversation with Zeke.

"What happened to your ear?" She asks me, almost shocked.

"Um, training." I say. I don't really want to tell them that Four threw knives at me.

"Four threw knives at Tris." Christina says. Jee, thanks, Christina.

"What?" Zeke asks, upset. "I didn't mean that he should do that!" He laughs a little. "Fine, Talia. You were right. He's hopeless." What? What was he talking about. I sit next to Denise and raise my eyebrows at her.

"Oh, we were just joking, Tris." She says. "A couple days ago, Zeke and Talia made a bet that Four doesn't know how to get a girl to notice him." She giggled. "Apparently, not only was Talia right, but the advice Zeke gave him didn't work!" She pauses. "By the way, this is Talia. She's pretty close with Four and I. Talia, this is Tris, Four's little Stiff."

"I am not his little anything!" I explode. "If you guys were looking for me to notice, it worked." Then something hits me. "Wait! You told him to throw knives at me?!" I yell at Zeke.

"What, no!" He said quickly. At that moment Four sits down next to Zeke.

"Hey guys." He says. "Sorry I'm late."

All of us turn to look at him.

"What?" He asks

Denise, Zeke and Talia burst out laughing.

"What, what in the world is so funny?" He says, "Do I have something on my face or what?"

Denise is laughing so hard she is leaning into Zeke for support and gasping for breath.

"I heard you didn't take my advice," Zeke says as he wraps an arm casually around Denise.

Four glares at him, his eyes as dangerous as the daggers he had just thrown at me. Behind his anger though, he was blushing.

"Aww, he's blushing!" Denise says, she had finally caught her breath.

Four turns to her, " Initiate, what have I told you time and time again? You need to watch yourself, and respect me as your instructor."

"In not your initiate, I'm Lauren's!" She laughed.

"Denise, stop." My voice sounds harsher than I meant for it to.

"Sorry Tris, Four." She said. She looked a little ashamed.

"It's okay." I say at the same time Four says "Whatever." I eat my lunch and Christina and I talk with Denise about our training versus hers.

"Well, for starters, my instructor doesn't stab us with knives." Denise says. Christina laughs.

"Shut your mouth." I say in a deadly voice. They get the message.

"You're totally into him." Talia whispers in my ear. "Four, I mean."

I whip around to face her.

"Don't deny it, it's obvious."

"I- that's- you- insane!" I sputtered. They all stared at me. "What?!"

"Honey, it's pretty obvious." Dense says. "Besides, he obviously has a thing for you too."

"He does?" I say, surprised. I look down, blushing.

"Aww. You're cute. Did you know that?" Denise coos. "And yes, of course he does."

"Umm, I should go. I have stuff to do." I reply, my face hot.

As I leave the room, I hear Denise say "she is head over heels for you, Four." I look back and see his face redden with embarrassment, but a smile lights up his features. He looks so adorable. Oh God. I really do like Four.

I walk at a leisurely pace to avoid suspicion. I have seen the control room a few times, and that is my destination now. The control room is the only place in Dauntless to have computers besides the offices of the leaders and the few personal ones in the faction.

I walk through the Pit and down a side hallway. I see it up ahead. It is surrounded by personal offices and other work areas. When I reach the door, I peer inside. No one is in, which is good for me, but also strange. Shouldn't the control room be monitored at all times? I look both ways down the hall, then open the door and slip inside.

There are eight computers. Four against both walls. Against the back wall, are two printers. Why do they need printers? Maybe evidence?

I sit at the computer on the right, closest to the door. I move the mouse to wake up the computer. It's locked. On Four's account. I had forgotten that he worked in the control room. I don't know his password. I can only hope that he has it written somewhere. I open a drawer and shuffle paper around, searching for anything that looks like a code. There is one. I pull it out. It's a generic code. Numbers and letters in a random order. I enter it in and click log in.

It worked. I scan the screen, looking for a search engine of some kind. When it find a browser, I open it and enter in his name. Tobias Eaton. I have to find out if he came here after all.

There are tons of related entries on Tobias. About his involvement in volunteer work. His schooling. And there: a Complete Bio. Seems promising. I open it up and start reading through.

"Tobias Eaton is the son of Marcus and Evelyn Eaton."

And tons of other things I already know. I keep scrolling.

"His transfer to Dauntless came as a surprise to his father and the entire Abnegation community." So he's here in Dauntless. Now who is he? I scroll down a little further, past the speculations and rumors of abuse that are nothing but fact.

But I don't see anything about who he is now. I scroll still further. I'm almost to the bottom of the page. Then I see it.

"Immediately following his arrival to Dauntless, Tobias was discovered to have only four fears. This was, and still is the lowest recorded number of fears in a person's fear landscape. Because of this, he is widely known as Four: a Dauntless prodigy."