I wake up to screaming.
"DAMN IT!" Uriah yells, then immediately covers his mouth. I squint and put on my glasses to then see Uriah on my laptop.
"Hey, get off my laptop!" He face turns bright red, then rapidly types something in. I rush over to him and see him trying to put in a password. I pull him off of the bean bag and the laptop plops into it. "What were you doing?" I ask, arms crossed. Uriah suddenly gets very interested in his shoes.
"I was curious about what you were writing."
"So you tried to read it?"
"Yes."
"And you failed, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because you had a password lock on the document."
"No, because you gave up."
"Gave up on what?"
"Gave up on asking me what I was writing. You just asked if you could see it, and I said no. You could've asked why."
"Why couldn't I see it?"
"It was all an experiment."
"What do you mean?" he inquisitively asks, a confused face pasted onto his head.
"I mean, as soon as you walked in I started typing rapid gibberish into the Word document. I knew you would get curious, so I typed for a while until I locked the document. I had a feeling this would happen." I start to take notes.
"What? Why did you do all of that."
"Curiosity, my dear Uriah." I say with my best Sherlock Holmes impression. "I'll be doing the same test to others and trying to find a pattern later."
"Well, uh. OK. 'Night." We both go to bed, and I wake up once again to pain. Someone is pinching my cheek, and right when I'm about to scream, they cover my mouth. I put on my glasses and see Christina. She leads me into her room, where Tris is gone. She must've slept with Four.
"Cole, we have to talk."
"About?"
"Nobody showed up to Truth or Dare."
"That's right! I completely forgot about that. You think everyone is still mad?"
"No, I just think it's a coincidence. I'll send another email." She does very quickly and the new scheduled time is after lunch.
"Is that all? Because I don't think you needed me here to make an email."
"Well, I need advice for Tris."
"For Tris?" Obviously, it wasn't for Tris. She started to blush. How could a Candor lie?"
"Yes. It's dating advice." I try to stifle a laugh, but it barely works.
"YOU'RE coming to ME for advice for TRIS? She and Four are perfect together!" She looks like a cherry now. "There's something a bit sketchy about this, but oh well. Shoot."
"I know, I know. But this is a hard one, and I've asked everyone else. You seem smart, so maybe you have a solution. Tris is dating Four, right?"
"Yes…"
"And her mind says to love him, right?"
"Absolutely."
"But what if her heart doesn't?"
"Say what?"
"What if her heart tells her to love someone else, but her mind disagrees?"
"Well, that's quite psychological. Love is something the brain generates, but the brain can often be confused by itself. I don't think Tris doesn't love Four. I think Tris loves Four and someone else, but for different reasons, since nobody is like Four. I need some more info. Who's the other guy?"
"What?"
"Who's the other guy? I need to know."
"I, um, can't tell you that. But you're trying to say she might love 2 people? Four and the other person?"
"Yeah, exactly."
"But what if she barely knows the other person?"
"I don't understand what you mean."
"What if the other person is someone that she doesn't talk to much, and she might even be enemies with at times?"
"Well, then, her brain could be mistaken. For example, a fan girl loves Justin Bieber and is extremely serious about wanting to marry him. Let's say she gets the chance to. After a while of being with him for a while, the chances are she won't like him. So if Tris is confused by this predicament, I'd say hang out with the other person and get to know them. After she gets to know them, think about if you still love them or not."
"Wow. I came to the right person. Thanks, Cole."
"No problem, Christina. And by the way, why couldn't you ask Will? He's from Erudite too. And why couldn't Tris come to me?" She seems to have trouble answering the questions, so I dismissively laugh as I return to my room, which calms her down. At least she didn't wake me up THAT early. It's already 9:30. Erudite always had habits of waking up early at about 7:00 in the morning and go to bed at 9:00, but Dauntless always wakes up at 12:00 in the afternoon and goes to sleep whenever they want. Oh well. I love to wake up and stay up late. It makes me feel rebellious. I do a lot of small rebellious things. For example, I wear glasses because of my vision, and also because I didn't like that factions had dress codes. I show off my intelligence in Dauntless to prove that I'm not 100% Dauntless. I guess that's why Tori told me I was Divergent.