Sleeping in the same bed as Tobias wasn't as nerve-wracking as I thought it was going to be. Sure the first few moments, my heart was pounding in my chest and it was becoming difficult to breathe, but as the sound of his heartbeat against my skin and the feel of his breath against my neck, I felt safe and calm. I wake up before the sun. I have to get down to the basement so that I can change into my training clothes before anyone wakes up and suspects that I've been gone...or who I've been with. I slowly extract myself from Tobias' arms and his stirring makes me pause, but I move quickly away and put a pillow between his arms to confuse his brain so that he doesn't wake up. He'll probably give me crap for it later on, but it's better than people finding out about us. Whatever "us" is. I still have no idea what we are to each other. I know that I like him and I'm pretty sure that he likes me, but it could be dangerous for the both of us. I don't want anything to think that I'm cheating or that Tobias is playing favorites. And I don't want to risk becoming homeless. I've seen in the homeless people in our city and I don't think that I could live like that. I need to survive and I need to do things the right way. That is how our society works. I make it downstairs before everyone starts waking up and quickly change into my training clothes before heading back up to the cafeteria for breakfast. I'm earlier than I thought, so I take my time and allow myself to eat a little bit more than just a muffin. I'm finishing up my juice when Peter walks in and I can feel his eyes on me. And since we're the only two people in the room, it would be incredibly obvious if I started to ignore him. Not that anyone else would know if I decided to. However, I have been around Peter long

"Where were you last night?" he asks taking a bite of an apple as he walks toward me.

"What are you talking about?" I ask him.

"Last night, after the war games," he says. "You didn't come back to the dorms."

"Of course I did," I say, setting my now empty glass down on the table.

He sits across from me taking another bite. He grins at me. It's a cold grin and it sends a shiver down my spine. "Do you really think I'm that stupid, Tris?" he asks. "I saw you come in this morning doing a walk of shame. Who are you doing the deed with?"

I stare at him and I can't stop myself from laughing, because if he doesn't know who I'm doing the deed with, then he's really not as smart as he things he is. Not that I've done the deed. Tobias and I have only kissed so far. And slept together, but that was really only sleeping. Sure, he's older than I am, but I don't want to rush into anything that I'm not ready for, and I'm sure he will understand that. At least I hope that he'll understand it when the time comes.

"What the hell's so funny?" he asks, narrowing his eyes at me.

"The fact that you think I'm doing the deed with anyone," I tell him. "How about you worry a little more about your rankings and a little less about how I'm spending my time."

He's the one who laughs now. "You think that I need to worry about my ranking?" he asks. "I'm at the top of the class."

"You might want to check that again, Peter."

We both turn and see Tobias coming through the door with a smirk on his face. I try my best not to make eye contact because I know he'll be curious as why I left this morning.

"Excuse me?" Peter says.

"Uriah's outranked you," he says. "Just in case you thought you were number one or something."

Peter doesn't say anything and the look on his face makes me want to burst out laughing, but I bite my lip and get out from under the table.

"I still want to know where you were last night," Peter says.

I turn back to look at him. "We all want a lot of things, Peter," I say. "You're just gonna have to get used to disappointment."

I turn on my heels and head out of the cafeteria and down to the Pit. A few moments later Tobias is right behind me.

"He's suspicious," I say.

"Let him be," he says. "He doesn't know anything."

"He thinks I'm out having sex with someone."

"Are you?' I stop and look back at him and he holds his hands up in defense. "I was kidding."

"You better be kidding," I tell him before continuing to walk down the steps toward the training room.

"Peter's not that intelligent," he says coming up right next to me. "I was looking at his records from the city and he didn't get the best grades."

"You can see our old records?"

"Yeah," Tobias says. "We have access to pretty much everything here."

"That's..." I pause. "I don't know what it is, actually."

"Does it make you uncomfortable?"

"No...not uncomfortable," I say. "Just...strange. I thought the whole point of coming here to erase our past."

"It's not really your past that's being erased. It's who you were."

"So why do our records matter?"

"Records always matter."

"But why?"

He shrugs. "That's just always been the way...for as long as I've been here, and all the years before."

I nod. "Okay then," I say. "I guess that makes sense. Tradition is a big thing here."

"Extremely big," he says as we head over to the bleachers so I can put my jacket down. "By the way, did really try to replace yourself with a pillow?"

I smile. "You looked so serene, I didn't want to wake you."

"I'm a guy, I don't do serene," he says narrowing his eyes playfully at me. "Besides I woke up about five minutes later when I realize the pillow was most definitely not you."

"And how exactly did you figure that out?"

"Let's just say kissing a pillow is not nearly as fun as kissing you."

I grin. "Is it bad that that image makes me extremely happy?"

"Laugh it up all you want, Tris," he says. "At least you weren't there to see it."

I shake my head. "I wanted to get down before anyone realized I had been missing all night."

"How'd that go for you?"

"I mean it was just Peter who said he noticed I was even gone all night. But he's the only one I've spoken to this morning, so I don't know for sure yet. "I say. "I think he's really got it out for me. Why else would he be paying such close attention to me?"

"Maybe he likes you."

I make a face. "Gross," I say. "Don't ever say that again."

"You never heard that before? That if a boy is mean to you it means that he has a crush on you?"

"Of course I've heard it," I say. "But life does not work out that way. And I'll say it again. Gross."

He smiles. "Is it bad that I'm glad you're not interested?"

"No it's normal...I think," I say. "I wouldn't know. You're the first boyf- guy that I've liked."

He eyes me curiously. "Did you almost call me your boyfriend, Tris?"

I shrug. "I don't know...maybe?" I say. "I don't actually know what we are to each other."

He takes a step toward me. "I think we're to the point where you can call me your boyfriend," he says with a slight smile.

"And what about you?" I ask. "What am I to you?"

Tobias leans in and presses his lips to mine. "You are everything to me."

I smile at him and then push him away. "Okay, hands to yourself," I tell him. "The snake might walk in."

"The snake?"

"You don't see it? Peter's poisonous like a snake."

He grins at me. "Wow..." he says. "You really don't like him do you?"

I shake my head. "No, I don't," I say,. "He just...he irks me and he makes me nervous."

"You don't have to be nervous around him."

"When I'm alone I do," I say. "You can't come to my rescue all of the time. He'll see through stuff like that."

"Okay fine," he says. "Just...be careful okay?"

"You worried about me or something?" I ask.

"Always," he says.

I can't help but smile as I stand on my toes to press my lips to his cheek. "Okay," I say. "Let's fight."