hey hope that you all enjoyed last chapter. As promised this one will be a little longer. Please review and like. It does mean a lot to me. I do have another story and will be starting another one so there won't be updates as close as these. I have found that it helps with writers block to have a few story's on the go at a time. Now on with the story...

Chapter 5

""Tris POV

i walk to lunch with Four. Marlene and Zeke. I have been worried all day. What if Four mentions it to someone? I am sure that he won't, but there is that possibility. I dunno but there is just something about him that I feel like I can trust. How many times I have told myself to relax I can't remember.

We grab our trays and sit down at the table where many of the gang are sitting. Uriah has started lunch with his cake and is eating it like it has fallen from heven. That's the impression that I get. We're all laughing and enjoying ourselves when someone strides toward our table. Who? You may ask. ?

Caleb.

That's who. "AWW! Look who's finall made some friends. Beatrice." He stands there and laughs with some of his nerd friends.

"oh and look who's talking. You and your little band of nerds."

"Finally got a good vocabulary Beatrice."
"How about this for vocabulary. Piss off Caleb"
with that he storms off, his little band of nerds in tow. Until now I hadn't realised that the cafeteria had fallen silent. I am grateful when a couple of people start talking and the rest of them take heed.

"Right, among many questions who was that?" Christina asked, or more like demanded.

"Caleb." I say matter-of-factly.

"I mean how do you know him?!"

I mutter that he's my brother under my breath hoping that she'll use drop the matter. "What?"

"HE'S MY BROTHER!" I half scream at her."ok now can you just please drop it?" I plead with her."
"Fine. But we're talking about this later. And BTW: I don't see why any brother should treat his sister like that."

"yeah he was soo rude." Shauna agreed. Most others agreed with her. But it put a smile back on my face to see that Uriah is just stuffing more cake in his mouth. I just burst out laughing when I see where he has gotten it from. He's stolen it from everybody's plates. The others look at me like I'm crazy so I point at him.

They still don't get it until I guesture to their plates. Now they get it. Four looks ready to kill and so does Zeke. Shauna is giggling followed by Christina, Will and supprisingly Lynn. He tries to sneakily take Marlene's-the only piece that he hasn't stolen- and she slapped his hand away.

She goes to eat it but Uriah is looking at her with puppy dog eyes. She must feel bad because she then procceeds to cut it in half and give the other to him.

Science went well but it wasn't my best subject. When we get to gym, I enter the girls changing rooms and find that we have to wear a uniform. Apparently the new principal who took power only this year wanted the school to wear a uniforms do this was the compromise.

I enjoy the fact that it flatters no one. NO. ONE.

Christina looks ready to murder. Luckily before she can do anything the coach speaks. Well I say speaks, I kinda mean shouts. "Listen up! My name is coach Amar incase you didn't know! Right today we wil be completing an obstacle course. Line up!" YES! Is all that I can think. I'm great at these things.

Everybody is doing ok, but I don't think that Lauren can recover from the fall flat on her face it was hilarious. Before I know it it's my turn. I give it a running start. Scale the rope and flip over the fence. Then I slip under the wire and clear the hurdles. Coach Amar clips the stop watch and announces that I have the fastest time in seven years. 32 seconds. Wow I didn't think that I went that fast.

On my way back to the others I receive a glare from Lauren. Oh if looks could kill. "Where d'ya learn to do that?!" Zeke inquired. I shrugged my shoulders and replied"places."

"you do not learn to do that from places". Four countered using air qoutes around the word 'places'.

"ok look. If it makes you feel any better I received a death threat via glare from bitch face over there" they immediately know who I'm talking about.

"Hey that rhymed!" Oh Uri. I guess it kinda did. Glare and there. Soon gym is drawing to a close and nobody from our little group has done horribly. Wait. Did I just say 'our' little group. I don't really like to get attached to anyone except from the people in the pit.

One: because Caleb could find out and make my life hell.

Two: because I don't want them to know how screwed up I really am.

Once gym is over, I get changed and say goodbye to everybody. I have my free all to myself and since it's the last lesson of the day, I can go to the Pit. It's located on the outskirts of Chicago and since I don't have a car I decide to take the bus. On weekends when I have the whole day to myself, I will happily walk the four to five hours that it takes to get there. But today I don't feel like it.

Plus it's the end of a long school day. I get on the bus and plug in my headphones and listen to my music. You might be thinking. Well her parents got her an iPod so they can't be that bad.

Well I regret to inform you no.

This new iPod touch is the result of me working my ass off at an Apple Store last year. They gave me my wages minus the amount that the iPod cost. I would love to say that my parents cared enough to at least get me these, but the truth is that they don't.

I get off the bus after an hour at the very last stop. It's only a little further than this. The Pit is hard to find if you don' know where to look. As I said before, it is located on the outskirts of Chicago and behind an abandoned theme park. It actually looks like it belongs in the theme park, so it doesn't stand out.

I push open the doubble doors that separate the Pit from the outside world. There is only one rule here: what happens here stays here. It's a good rule when you think about it. It also keeps the Pit secret. Not many people know about this place and the ones who do mostly have sad or troubled pasts. If not then they were most likely invited here by a friend.

It works off of a points system. So if you wish to buy anything from the shops you don't need any cash. ActUgly I have been saving my points for one thing. A tattoo. I have always wanted one and there is no law against it. Now that I'm sixteen I can legally get one no questions asked. Although here you do see many underaged kids getting one but nobody really minds.

You may ask what the pit looks like and I will explaine. The roof and four floors below that are used for fre running and other sports such as basketball and hockey. Five floors below that are for cafes, tattoo parlours and various other shops. The last five floors are used for graffiti. Also there is a massive hole in the middle that is used for rock climbing and one fall will kill you.

When I enter the pit I say hi to Jerri who is always positioned next to the entrance. I swear that he is always stoned but nice enough. I enter my name into the scrappy computer and check my points balance. I have 333,456. Wow. I haden't realised just how much I have been here.

As I walk towards the shops, I can feel my self transforming into Tris. The person that I like. Who I aspire to be. Earlier today Christin asked me if there was a nickname that I go by and I absentmindedly told her Tris.-oops.

although she'll never be able to trace me here. Right?

You're just being paranoid. I keep telling myself.

I manage to make it to the tattoo parlour. It's run by a man named Bud. He's nice and is passionate about his work. Though he's very quite. I look around the shop until I find the design that I love. It's of three birds. I would normally say that they're for my family since there's three of them but that's simply not true. However much I would love to say that.

No they're for the three things that I tell myself every day.

"Ok where would you like it?"
"my collar bone please." I reply. I want them close to my heart to remind me that they are always close to me.

After a couple of hours later, bud announces that it was done.