**Advice wanted: should I write from anyone else's point of view? Jayson, Eric, Vance? Let me know!**

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Jaylana and Vance had made it back to school just in time to walk into their class late, and it had earned them a severe glare from Jayson and Felix. Though, severe was an understatement.

Now that class was over, she and Melanie were waiting for the three of them to meet them so they could head toward the train. Unfortunately, that meant standing in the nearly empty hallway twiddling their thumbs. That is until Melanie had started talking about how she was over Vance and had moved on, then it got interesting.

Jaylana generally paid no mind to the kids in the other factions, but when Melanie had mentioned that the boy down the hallway had supposedly been running his mouth that morning about transferring to Dauntless, she took a good look at because Melanie had also mentioned, she'd thought that he was cute, and had tried to hold Jaylana back as she walked straight up to him. If he was transferring to Dauntless in a few more days, why not get a head-start now? Even she had to admit that he was cute and tall.

"Hey Pretty-Boy," Jaylana hollered down the hall.

The boy did a double take before shaking his head in wonder as if to ask "me?"

"Yeah, you Candor," Jaylana motioned him forward. "What's your name?"

He stepped toward her, away from where one of his friends was standing, and far enough that no one could hear them. Not that she cared.

"Why?"

Jaylana gave him a firm nod to convey her annoyance. "Because I asked," Jaylana explained dryly.

"Because you think I'm attractive," he copied her voice.

She couldn't help but smirk. "Not me, actually. This is Melanie; I'm Jaylana. Most people call me Jay, but you don't the pleasure to do that just yet."

The Candor boy grinned, "Yet? What else will I eventually get the pleasure to do?"

"Nothing to me," Jaylana said again. "Like I said, this is Melanie," she nodded to her friend. "Rumor has it you think that you're going to Dauntless?"

The Candor boy's head turned slightly down toward her short friend, then back to her and down her body.

"Well, I don't think I'd want to do anything to Melanie with you around," he retorted, ignoring her comment about transferring entirely.

Um, no.

"Excuse me?" Who the fuck did he think he was?

"You heard me," he laughed. Jaylana narrowed her eyes at him. Suddenly his golden-brown eyes and blonde hair weren't all that appealing.

"That's my best friend you're talking to," she explained and took a step forward. Who the hell did he think he was talking to?

"If she's your best friend then surely she's aware that you're hotter than her," he shrugged. "Seriously, she's hideous in comparison to you."

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jaylana snapped. Before she could even think about what she was doing, he had shoved him hard against the wall and a hand pointing in his face.

This boy had no idea how unlucky he was that the hallway had emptied. There was no one to stop her from beating his ass.

"T-t-that she's not-"

"Not hot?" Jaylana demanded and popped her hip to the side, folding her arms as she said it. She couldn't even remember the last time someone had spoken to her friends like that. And she sure as hell wasn't about to let some pretty-little-Candor boy get away with it.

"No! No- just not, not, um," he stuttered and flipped his head between the two girls. "Not as hot as you, is, um, all."

Jaylana moved her head slightly so she could see Melanie out of the corner of her eye. It disappointed her to see that one of the people she'd been friends with since she was a child would let someone get away with that.

"Listen, Candor," Jaylana turned back and stepped, so their feet were nearly touching. "If you really think that you're cut out for Dauntless, there are a few things you need to know. Lesson one: when someone invites you to talk with them, you do it, and you do it without being a disrespectful asshole." She leaned forward, so her face was right in front of his. "Lesson two: if you do choose to be a disrespectful asshole, don't ever, and I mean ever, think you can get away with doing it around me. Now apologize."

"But it's the truth," the boy's voice was barely a whisper.

"Did I fucking ask you if it was the truth?" she hissed. "Unless you want me to make your life a living hell, you'll apologize. NOW."

"Jay its fine," Melanie piped up quietly.

"No, it isn't," Jaylana glared at him.

"Jay stop," Melanie pleaded, "you'll get in trouble again."

Jaylana shook her head and backed off, watching the boy slip past her and down the hall quickly. When he glanced back, she could tell that he looked frightened. Good, he should.

"Jay you shouldn't have," Melanie started to say, but Jaylana turned to her sharply. Was she kidding right? Shouldn't have told him off?

"Should have what?" she threw her arms up in exasperation. "Seriously Melanie?"

Jaylana wanted to shake some sense into her best friend, but when she thought about it, she'd never seen Melanie get in a fight, or stick up for herself. Usually, no one messed with her because JJ, Felix, and Vance were always around to keep them in check. And her, of course.

Melanie shrugged lightly and looked away, "you scared him. Even if he does transfer to Dauntless, he's never going to talk to me now."

"Oh, Fuck me!" Jaylana sighed. "Melanie! Talk to you?" Jaylana motioned to where the Candor-boy had disappeared to. "The only time you should ever let a man talk to you like that is if he's tied up to your bed frame and you're riding him like a horse with a knife in your hand. Or vice-versa."

Melanie's eyes had widened, and Jaylana was going to continue, until noticed that her gaze wasn't on her, but behind her.

"Is that a fantasy of yours, Monahan?" A thick voice came from behind her, sending a shiver down her spine.

Jaylana cursed inwardly. Great timing Eric. Why the fuck was he even here anyway?

"Actually," she turned around and tilted her head. Heat coursed through her veins at seeing him. Instead of his usual scowl, his lips were tilted slightly upward; as if he was actually enjoying something. is eyes were glazed a bit, making them seem lighter than they were.

"Just another normal Saturday night," she said sarcastically.

Sign me up," Jaylana saw that Charlie was behind where Eric.

Eric's eyes darkened and turned to glare at him, making Jaylana force herself to contain a smirk.

Jaylana ignored Charlie's comment.

"Unfortunately, it's likely that this Saturday I'll be stuck being punished for bad behavior because I'm sure you saw all that," she glared at Eric and nodded down the hallway. "So that's a bust."

Eric smirked at her, and along with the glazed look in his eye, it was clear to her now that something was off.

"Actually, your punishment for skipping again is tonight, with your boyfriend," Charlie chimed in. Jaylana noticed that he had a glazed look in his eyes as well, and a loopy smile still on his face. What was the hell up with these two? "Your daddy sent us here to make sure all you little Dauntless-rebel's get back on the train in time and don't try to skip out on us."

Jaylana had a very strong feeling that this punishment would not consist of paperwork. She looked back to Eric, whose frown had disappeared entirely. His gaze was intense though, more intense than that morning, and it sends a thrill through her body.

Great. This was just great. Jayson was going to be pissed.

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"Damn it, Jay," Jayson whispered to her. Jaylana could hear the frustration in his voice. She'd known he was going to react like this.

"Why? Why do you have to act up like this right before initiation? Why can't you just do what you're told? All you're doing is putting a target on your head, and mine, which isn't a good thing considering dad is on the list for leadership. And seriously? Vance? Of all the people you could be fucking around with, and you choose my best friend?" He leaned against the wall of the train-car and folded his arms.

"I just told you that he and I aren't fucking around JJ!" she hissed at him and leaned her side against the wall, so she was facing him. He kept his gaze forward as she spoke, but she knew the angry-spark in his eyes matched hers exactly. "And I'm not putting a target on my head, and definitely not fucking yours. I just didn't want to spend my last week as a kid being stuck in some stuffy classroom, and neither did Vance. So screw off."

"Oh bullshit," Jayson argued. "You two have been sneaking off with each other a hell of a lot lately. He even met you first thing this morning, did he not?"

Jaylana walked across from him to of the train-car and leaned against the wall directly across from him, sliding down, so she was sitting, ignoring the looks from the others as she did.

The only reason she knew that they couldn't hear her and JJ's conversation was because of the look on Vance's face, which nearly matched her brothers. He would have said something if he could hear.

"Vance and I have been sneaking away from you for years to avoid your constant nagging whenever we want to do something fun, actually," she told him. Which was true, more than true. "So that's a bust argument. I mean seriously, that's like saying you and Kirsten Applegate are fucking around because you walked out of lunch together yesterday." She snorted.

Jayson looked up to the ceiling of the train. Though his jaw was still clenched, she knew exactly what that meant.

"Oh C'mon! Kirsten Applegate? I'm not allowed to fuck your best friend, but you can screw around with the girl that will open her legs for literally everyone? Even your better than that, shit JJ!"

"So, you two are screwing?" he tilted his head down with wide eyes.

"No!" she said exasperatedly.

"You literally just said," Jayson was interrupted by a booming voice.

"Will you two stop bitching at each other?" Eric yelled from on the other end of the train car. Charlie stood across from him with a smile, though one of his eyebrows raised as he watched his leader.

No one spoke after that. Jaylana would have, but Eric was distracting her. He was leaning against the wall; arms folded tight against his black jacket, eyes closed. Though his voice had been loud and pounding when he'd snapped at them, his body looked relaxed.

So she kept her mouth shut and leaned back against the car, watching her twin with a glare as she treid not to glance back to their leader, and Jayson glared right back.