(Author's Note: OMG! Haven't updated in sooo long! I'm SO sorry guys!)
"Lynn, come on!"
"I'm trying, Mar!"
"Well, try harder!" We've been trying to find an open space in the fence, but it all seems pretty patched up. We decide to then find high grounds to possibly get over the fence. We could also try to climb it, but that would be hard since the fence isn't really a fence. It's more of a wall. That's how we ended up in a big-ass tree, struggling to continue. Did this wall ever END? I take out my telescope with one hand and try to look up. No opening. "Lynn?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think we should just give up on this? Or try some other time, maybe with our friends?"
"Why?" She so tired, she's limited to a maximum of 3 word sentences.
"I can see the end of the tree, but not the end of the wall."
"Okay." Coming down is much easier, and we happen to see our boyfriends running like cheetahs carrying a map. Probably the map we made. One of them probably spots us, because they throw the map off to the side and start viciously climbing the tree like monkeys. How many different animals can these guys be? Eventually, we meet and are helped down by Cole and Uriah. At the bottom we meet Tris and Four, who have their arms crossed at us. Uriah picks a twig out of my hair as they start lecturing us about stupidity and some other stuff, but I'm just lost in Uriah's caring eyes. He isn't mad, he's just glad that I'm safe. And that's why I love him. Tris and Four realize that Lynn and I aren't paying attention once I start to kiss Uriah and Lynn is bear hugging Cole. She must be scared of heights. Or trees. I laugh at that thought, forcing me to pull away from Uriah.
"What is it?" he asks me, partially giggling as well.
"Well, I have this theory –" I start to respond, but am interrupted by Tris.
"We don't have time for this! Let's just get back to the compound! We have to prepare for initiate training!" she says, directed at Uriah. This year, Tris and Four are going to man the transfers while Uriah and I are going to do the Dauntless born, which includes my little brother. We all go back to Dauntless and Uriah kisses me goodbye as he leaves my room to go train for the initiates. Not much to train anyways; it's just some knife throwing and simulations, which I already trained for. Or so it seems. My little brother walks into my room a moment after Uriah leaves.
"Hey, Mar."
"Ygor? What are you doing here!" I give him a hug, even though he has a worried face. "What's wrong?"
"Well, uh. I'm a bit nervous. Being that the simulation is tomorrow and such."
"There's nothing to worry about, Yogurt."
"Stop calling me that!" he says, not so seriously as he laughs and smiles.
"OK, fine. Just do what you have to do, Dairy."
"Stop!"
"Cream."
"Jerk!"
"You're not good at comebacks, are you?" He squints his eyes, and as he leaves he says one last thing.
"Toothpaste." At that, I jump out of my seat and tackle him.
"Never, and I repeat. NEVER. Mention that again. Got it?"
"Okay, okay!" He gasps through my half nelson. I let go and we both laugh as he leaves and returns to his home. The day passes by quickly and before I know it, it's simulation day. I can't help but wonder what the next class of initiates will be like. Recently, Cole and Christina have been giving each other awkward looks. I wonder what happened at that truth or dare game I missed. I decide to go and ask someone about it. I go over to Uriah's room, where he's getting ready to go somewhere.
"Hey, Uri?"
"Yes, Mar?"
"Can you give me a recap of the truth or dare game?"
"Sure. Nothing very interesting, even though everyone ended up being in their underwear in which Cole started pulverizing the match and eliminated about 3-4 people. It came down to him and Christina, in which Cole dropped out and Christina won."
"What was the winning truth/dare?"
"Well, Christina dared Cole to go keep his head under toilet water for 1 minute. Cole wussed out, and she won." He was lying. Christina told me that Uriah always scratched the back of his neck when he was lying, and he was doing that right now. Oh well. I won't stress it. It was probably something awkward that nobody would like to talk about. I'll find out. I will.