Tobias POV

I am furious. That... I can't even think of a word strong enough to describe how I feel about that bastard Jarrod. I drag Tris to my apartment. I guess that she still loves me, or at least still likes me if she's willing to let me drag her to my apartment like this. My only worry is that Jarrod will mess with the equipment set up in the training room. Honestly though, at this moment I really don't care all that much.

We make it to the apartment, and I push Tris against the door as I close it. I start ravaging her mouth. As Tris gasps in surprise, I take the opportunity to shove my tongue into her mouth. My hands run up and down her body. Tris's hands try to grasp my short hair. I should grow that out; give Tris something to hold on to.

"I love you," I mumble against her neck as I start to kiss it. She doesn't respond. I try not to worry about it too much. I work my way down to her tattoo and kiss each of the crows, but am forced back up to her mouth when Tris grabs my face and pulls it up. I am happy to oblige, though, and soon Little Me makes another appearance. Tris pulls away. I groan and lean my head against her shoulder.

"Not until the Celebratory Dance," I think I hear her say this, but I hope to God that that was just my cruel imagination playing tricks on me. I don't know if I can wait that long. Wait, if that was her, does that mean that she still loves me?

"What?" I gasp, hoping that Tris will look at me strangely and say that she didn't say anything. Hoping for that, and hoping at the same time that she will tell me to wait until the Celebratory Dance. At least that will mean she's still interested in me.

"What? Nothing," Tris seems confused, and slightly out of breath. I am disappointed. Tris then saunters over to the kitchen. I stare after her. Did she know that her hips move from side to side like that when she walks? It's a wonder she stayed single after she thought I left her for a week, especially at that bar, while wearing that.

"Do you want anything?" she calls from the kitchen. I walk up to her with my long strides and whisper in her ear,

"Other than you?"

Tris stays silent.

I sigh in defeat and say,

"Yeah, I'd love some cake and bacon when I get back,"

"Where are you going?" asks Tris.

"To take a cold shower,"

I hear Tris laugh behind me and growl. I need her so much, but she seems like she doesn't care whether I'm there or not. I use my time in the shower to clear my head. I walk out and am greeted with Tris, chocolate cake, and bacon. Three things that I love. I smile and walk over to Tris, who is turned away from me. She is looking through the fridge. I hug her from behind. She gasps and shoots straight up. I stifle a groan. The way her ass moved against me… so hot.

"You kind of… surprised me," Tris says.

I grin and say,

"I know,"

"So," Tris sighs, "What are we going to do tomorrow?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we have to give one of our fear landscapes, so which one of us is it going to be? I mean, they'll know which one of ours it is, because of the number, so who's going to be that vulnerable in front of the initiates?"

I sigh and think for a bit. As I do, Tris grabs a half eaten ham sandwich from the fridge and heads over to the table. I walk with her, and when we get to the table, I sit down and thoughtfully chew my bacon.

"So?" Tris prompts me. I have an idea.

"How about both of ours?" I suggest. Tris nods.

"I like it," she says. She purses her lips, then says, "I have to go now,"

"Wait," I grab her arm. It's still so small compared to mine, "You don't have to go right now, you know. You… you can stay,"

She looks at me steadily in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't think I have enough self-control. After all," she starts to smile. She's going to say a joke, "If I'm going to be Jarrod's wife sometime in the future, It'd be best for me to not have spontaneous sex with random men, right?"

I scowl.

"Not funny," I comment. I keep trying to persuade her to stay with me. Eventually she gives in. even if she doesn't say it, I'm pretty sure that she still loves me.

After it's decided that she'll spend at least a little more time with me, I settle into the couch and Tris curls up next to me. I start to play with her hair. It's a perfect moment; I kind of want to stay like this forever. Unfortunately, a knock at the door ruins it. I look at Tris. She smiles at me and sighs as she stands up. I lean back in the couch, watching her hips swaying sexily as she walks to the door.

"Hello? Jarrod, what are you-" Tris is cut off.

My blood boils. There, in my house, is Jarrod. While kissing my girlfriend (I don't want to ask her if we're still together, I'll just assume we are), he seemed to have invited himself in. He pushes Tris against a wall and continues sucking her face. Tris is dazed, almost like she can't believe that Jarrod would do something like that. I know I can't. I tense and scowl. Just as I am about to go pull Jarrod off of Tris, she 'wakes up.'

Tris pulls away, their lips make a loud smacking sound. I am too angry to put the feeling into words. I am almost positive that my face is all red and blotchy; something that would never have happened a year ago. Tris pulls her arm back and slams her fist into Jarrod's already sore nose.

Jarrod grabs his nose and doubles over. Tris shoves him out of the house and slams the door in his face, locking it after she does so. She storms back over to me and attacks my mouth. I pour all of my hatred for Jarrod, passion for Tris, and anger at the situation into the kiss. I start to relax only after Tris moans. Again she tries to grab my hair, but there's nothing to grab onto. Damn, I curse to myself. Instead Tris satisfies herself by grabbing onto my shoulders. I pull her onto my lap and start running my hands over her sides. Tris's hands move over my chest, down my abs, almost under my belt line. But that's where she stops, right at the beginning of my jeans. Her lithe fingers crawl under my shirt, touching bare skin. Under the belt. Then out. Her hands start to wander up my chest, exploring my body. I groan. She smirks against me. I hate being teased.

I pull her closer to me than I thought I could. Her soft chest is pressed firmly against my hard one. It looks even bigger when it is squished like this. From straddling my waist, her dress has ridden up. I can see her panties. My hands automatically move there as I start on Tris's neck and shoulders.

"Wait," She gasps. Her face is flushed. I am proud that I have the ability to do this to her.

"Why?" I rasp huskily. Tris gasps again as I start to kiss and suck on her neck. I pull Tris's body impossibly closer to my own. Her hips are flush with my body, and I cannot begin to describe how hot that is. I start feeling uncomfortable with my tight pants on. I shift to see if that will loosen the tension on my body. Tris groans at my physical reaction to her. I nip her neck at the dip where it joins her shoulders. I smile at the hickey I made.

"I-I don't-," I try not to let her get any farther than that. I invite my hands inside of her dress, running my hands up and down Tris's legs and lower back. She pulls back and I mentally curse. She looks me in the eyes and says breathlessly, but not as breathlessly as before,

"I don't want to do that right now. I'm not ready yet,"

Even though the disappointment crushes me, I can't say that I am too sad. She said now. She said yet. I smirk and tell her that it's okay.

"Now, I have to go and take a shower. Again. Thanks to you," I say as I stand up, my nether regions making it feel awkward to do such a simple action.

For a second, Tris looks confused. Then, she glances down and blushes.

"Okay," she says, not looking away. I grin and painfully make my way to the bathroom. I sigh when I shut the door. I have a feeling that this won't be the last cold shower I'll have.

Tris POV

When Tobias starts his shower, I just sit there, on his couch, for a minute. I can't call him Four. Just spending time with him reminded me of how much I loved him. How much I do love him. How much I can't not care. I need to let out my excitement. I need to tell Christina. I get up and call out,

"See you later, Tobias,"

I'm not sure if he heard me, but I need to let out this scream inside me that I am barely able to hold in. I practically run to the apartment I share with Christina. I hope that she's there, and to my relief, she is. I slam the door behind me and drag her up to the room I'm staying in. I push her onto the bed and start to explain everything. I think about the me a year ago, during initiation. That Tris would not have gotten this worked up just for getting back together with a guy. But I can't help it. People keep changing and evolving. So do I. I'm so excited that I completely leave out any details about Jarrod kissing me earlier.

"Oh, my God, that's great, Tris! We'll have to make you look amazing for the Celebratory Dance, then,"

I pause as I think about the Celebratory Dance. I still had to go with Jarrod.

"Wait, I thought I already told you, I'm going to that with Jarrod,"

"So? Honey, if we make you look stunning, Four won't be able to keep his hands off of you! He'll be so jealous! And we all know that jealous guys are hot,"

I scoff and smile jockingly, but secretly agree. Chris and I stay up late talking, and, at some point in my night of being completely girly, I was talked into having a smack of all-natural fruit crap plastered all over my face. Chris tells me that it has to stay on all night, so I get ready for bed with it still plastered on my face and immediately fall asleep. Today has been… indescribable.

Tris POV

The next morning, I wake up and feel pain. I reach up to my face and almost whimper. The stupid mask on my face hurts more than I thought it would. I jump up and- as fast as the mask will allow- undress and take a shower, scrubbing the yummy-smelling mess off of my face. The scent of fruit in the morning, before I've had breakfast, makes me hungry. If you've never been hungry in the shower before, let me tell you- it feels really weird.

I open the door and the light murmuring instantly silences. I glare at my initiates as I discreetly check the clock. It's exactly 8:00. Nice, I'm not late. I turn to the initiates and start explaining what the fear landscapes are and roughly what will happen. I'm almost done explaining when Tobias comes in. He moves to stand next to me. I hear some snickers in the group and glare hard at the people who are silently laughing. I wonder what they are laughing at, though.

I ignore them and finish my explanation, then I lead all of the initiates out the door to the roof. When we are there, I have to consciously make myself look slightly uncomfortable on the roof. I don't know if I'm convincing or not, but I pretend that I am. First up is Molly. She gets Tobias's fear of confined places.

I see her start to sweat. We hear her telling the walls to stop closing in on her, and she starts to look around wildly. What the heck is even happening to her? Is she afraid of heights, too? I didn't care about paying attention to the initiates' fears in the simulator. Hmm… maybe I should've.

I wrinkle my nose along with everyone else, including Tobias and Jarrod. Molly must have been much more afraid of closed in spaces than anyone knew, either that or she didn't have enough time to use the bathroom this morning. I elbow Tobias in the side. He sighs and walks over to the machine, which is right next to Molly's feet, by the way, and starts shutting off the simulator.

I look at Eva and Mary and tell them to take Molly off of the roof, drop her off at the dorm room, then rush right back. They seemed really reluctant, so I shoved them forward. Mary barely missed the puddle that was still forming around Molly. Damn, this girl needed to drink less water. The two girls took Molly and started gingerly leading the soiled, sobbing girl to the dorm. I grimaced and gestured for someone else to take Molly's place.

No one wanted to even go near the putrid, liquid fear, so I looked at Tobias desperately. Well, he knew I was desperate, to the initiates, it probably looked like I was glaring at Tobias, like it was his fault. This was probably my reasoning to them:

You turned on the simulator, she peed her pants, now no one wants to do the stupid thing. This is all your fault!

I don't know, but that's what I think they would be thinking. Tobias keeps his composure, but I can see that he's annoyed. So am I. Oh, well.

"You," Tobias picks a random Dauntless-born. It's Henry. I feel bad for Henry. No one seems to like him. I don't like him either, he's just not good at anything, but, I still feel kind of bad for the poor guy. "Henry, it's your turn,"

I see Henry take care to go around the extremely wide puddle on the ground, then he braces himself for the simulation. In a second, he starts screaming and trying to move. I bet he has mine with all of the birds; the fear of being powerless.

Henry's arms flap around, and he is dangerously close to falling into the foul-smelling yellow liquid on the ground. I back up in case he falls in, which I think he will. I don't want to be splashed. The other initiates look confused as to why I'm backing up, and they stay put, but Tobias, Eva, and Jarrod back up a couple of feet with me.

My prediction hit the nail on the head, Henry fell into the puddle, and it made a fairly large splash. All the wet initiates gasped and glared at Henry with hatred. I guess I would have to sleep in the dorms tonight. I watched as Henry kept struggling with my fear.

I look at Tobias, then gesture to the watch on his hand. He understands and closes the simulation. I pick two more boys to help Henry back to the dorms. Other than Molly and Henry, the simulations go fine, nothing else really interesting really happens.

Christina POV

I am so happy! Those two idiots finally got back together. Well... that's what I want to full-heartedly say. Even though I know that Four is a good guy, I'm worried that he might hurt Tris again. I'm not sure if he knows how much of a hold he has over her. He and I need to have a chat. Soon. Probably tomorrow. I'm not sure if he has any idea how upset Tris was that he left him. Yeah, I'll definitely need to tell him. I'm not seeing my best friend like that. Ever again.

On a more positive note, Tris was so girly! She even let me put a fruit mask on her face! I'll keep doing stuff like this for her. By the time the celebratory dance comes around, I'll have her skin looking so smooth that if any guy tries to touch her face, his hand will slide right off. Oh, I can't wait! I don't get to do this anymore because my sister isn't here for me to experiment on her. But now, I have Tris, and my new faction. I'm completely happy with my choice to leave.

I cannot wait until I see a jealous Four! I swear, I've been waiting ever since Tris told me that they were dating to see Four look even a little bit jealous, but all I see is an uncertain Tris, and that makes me angry, but I hold my tongue. This time, though, I'll have to tell him to be careful... and to use protection at the Celebratory Dance. Don't want little Four/Tris's running around everywhere, now do we?