Waking up to the hustle and bustle and people yelling around the Pit is not a necessarily a pleasant way to wake up. Luckily for Tris, she was almost used to it. Never mind that.

That morning Beatrice was like the walking dead (as some people saw it) because she had a game plan. It wasn't a great plan, it was actually kind of cowardly of her, but she promised herself that it was only for the day until she truly got her thoughts straight.

Her plan was to avoid everyone who could complicate things further or ask questions about anything she didn't want to talk about. It was breakfast time so she naturally made the sacrifice to skip the normal day to day social convention for obvious reasons, but let's be honest, she didn't eat much at breakfast anyway. Yes, she knew she might regret it when it came time for the day's intense initiation (but for the life of her, Tris could not remember which stage she was in).

As Beatrice made her way to one of the training rooms, she couldn't help but glance into the dining hall, and see Peter sitting at his table with a couple friends, acting as if nothing was bothering him or running through his mind (as nothing probably was).

Tris found herself just standing there kind of staring (unconscious of the fact) at Peter. This only lasted a couple moments when Peter looked up and just happened to catch a glimpse of Tris looking his direction before she came into realization and bolted for somewhere... anywhere but there! Peter probably took it as nothing...she hoped. Truth be known she was hoping it was nothing as well.

When Tris started running she didn't exactly know where she was going, but her legs somehow knew the way to her initiation room. Her mind and thoughts completely somewhere else, when she ran straight into someone much taller than her standing near the door way of her class. Typical Beatrice, she lost her balance and fell over.

When she looked up, she found none other than one of the worst people she could have encountered at this very moment...