Author's Note: Guys, I have been an awful person. I have neglected to update for over a WEEK. I mean, I warned you earlier about my brother going to college and whatnot, but a week? Come on, Elise. I have to do better than that. I hate to say it, but even though this is an update, it is quite a short one. So I will jump right in, but please forgive me for my horrible neglect.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Divergent or any of the characters (how many times do I have to write this? Ugh...) all credit goes to Veronica Roth.

-Elise (Daisydot227)

Chapter 6: Facing Dauntless

Four's POV:

I had messed up. I was certain of it. I mean, the only thing worse than a girl not wanting to kiss you, is a girl who does start to kiss you, but would rather fall backwards off a Ferris Wheel than continue. But all of my doubts faded when Tris kissed me on the platform.

It only lasted for a couple seconds, and then she pulled away and flashed a small smile. She turned towards the street and walked back into the night.

I rode the train to Dauntless headquarters, all the while a nagging feeling grew in the back of my mind.

What would happen if someone found out about Tris? They would question your loyalty to Dauntless. It's wrong. It's all wrong. Liking Tris is wrong. Sneaking out is wrong. Lying is wrong.

I shook the feeling out of my head. I had to think differently. Positive thoughts, right?

As the train neared the entrance to the net, I leaped onto the rooftop. I stepped nervously towards where I was supposed to jump on to the net. I took a deep breath, and pushed off.

The wind rushed through my hair and grabbed at my clothes. I felt the ropes of the net tense up and wrap themselves around me. I spent a second to catch my breath and look at the stars.

You're O.K. You've made it another jump, I thought to myself.

I climbed out of the net and started towards the pit, hearing the sounds of people coming from down the long hallway.

I broke out from the dark hall into the cavernous area, and was instantly spotted by Zeke.

"Dude, Four, you'll never guess what happened tonight," he said, walking towards me. "So anyway, Shauna and I were talking, about something boring, you know, and anyway she told me-" He stopped short as he came close, peering at my face.

"Dude," he whispered. "You've been kissing." My face grew hot and I felt a blush creeping into my cheeks. My fingers went self-consciously up to my lips that, yes, were swollen from kissing.

Zeke laughed and put his hand on my shoulder, looking around.

"Who was it?" he asked, gazing over my shoulder as if the girl would appear behind me. "Is she cute? What's her name? Let me guess, is it Lauren?" His face grew into a sly smirk.

"No, of course not," I said quickly. "Lauren and I are strictly professional. You of all people would know that Zeke." His brow furrowed, then his face lit up again.

"It's one of the initiates, isn't it? I knew it! I bet it's that Christina chick!" He exclaimed loudly.

"Shhh!" I warned him. "Keep your voice down! And no, it's not Christina, she and I are friends and besides, she's dating that Will kid."

Zeke sighed, exasperated. "Then who is it?"

"You don't know her," I insisted. "Anyway, what was it Shauna told you?" Zeke readily took the bait, and launched into a story about Shauna. Inside I secretly thanked God for letting Zeke forget all about whom it was I was kissing.

Later that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I heard a knock at my door. I hurriedly pulled on a shirt and opened it.

"Christina?" I asked, as she pushed herself inside. I turned around to see her sitting cross-legged on my bed.

"Zeke told me you were kissing somebody. So spill."

See? I told you it was short. I am so sorry. I hope I will have enough time tomorrow to write a longer chapter. Thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW!

-Elise (Daisydot227)