Tris POV

"You goanna eat that cake," Tobias asks picking up his fork and giving me a smirk.

"As a matter of fact I was," I answer moving it farther away from him. He gives me a slight smirk and narrows his eyes.

"I did not want it to have to come to this."

"Come to what," I reply slowly raises my eyebrows. He reaches out and just holds my waist for a moment. I raise my eyebrows at him and again as his long fingers find the hem of my shirt. What-. Suddenly I am laughing and I cannot stop. I am scream and mange to grab the cake in my spare hand. He wants the cake? Fine. With all my strength I smash the cake into his face.

Zeke spits out his water and bursts into laughter. Maggie again is trying to keep a straight face, but when I lean over to lick some cake off Tobias's cheek she bursts into laughter. I smirk and lick his other cheek.

"Good cake, Maggie."

She nods covering her mouth with her hand. I even got Caleb laughing now. Someone coughing interrupts we and I turn to see who I think is one of the men who had Tobias tide up. I steady his face for a moment, but cannot come up with a name.

"Jack," Tobias whispers in my ear.

I turn my attention back to Jack.

"Beatrice, may I speak with you."

"It is Tris," Uriah yells from the end of the table. I smile at him and stand. Jack escorts me outside and around the corner. The rain has stopped and left that refreshing smell in the air that I love. Without even guessing or looking back I know Tobias followed us and is hiding around making sure to protect me. Jack gets right to the matter.

"How long will your group be here?"

"Why? There is not that many of us, 500 at the most."

"This is your home and your food; we at least ask that your group help out." I starter for a moment, but realize that is a pretty far deal.

"Fine, but I want to ask you something's first."

"Depends," He replies. He is smart, not very trust worthily though. I will have to note that for later.

"Ok, first why do you not wear shoes?"

He laughs and looks down at his feet. "Makes farming easier."

"Number two, I want to meet up with Caitlin."

"Come by her house tomorrow around lunch."

"Number three, when you asked for my name when I you dragged me out of the river, how did you know Tris was not my real name?"

I catch him unguarded. He stumbles and fusses with his hair trying to answer.

"That is not up for discussion." I narrow my eyes and stare at him.

"Alright, last question where can I find Greg?"

"I do not know, he went out hunting somewhere."

Liar, he is probable lounging in his house, but without a location I will take hours to find his house. I turn on my heel and start to walk back.

"Wait!"

Jack grabs my arm and spins me around. The serious expression remains.

"What?"

"You asked me your questions, I ask you mine."

"Depends," I say smirking and lean up against the wood wall.

"Why would you want to meet up with Caitlin?"

"I want to know more about the war."

"Why not ask me?"

"I don't trust you."

"Smart girl. Next question, have you ever been to party?"

"Of course I am not a retard."

"Have you ever been swimming?"

"What is that?" He laughs and pulls out a slip of paper.

"Maggie wanted you guys to come."

The slip reads:

Party! 7:00

At the lake, two miles east from the river.

BBQ too

All are welcome.

"I don't know how to swim!"

"You can learn so you coming?"

"Fine," I sigh and stuff the paper in my pocket. I can see Uriah and Christina coming back from the corner of my eye.

"One last thing, no more calling us the group."

"Fine, what about the Emergent's?"

"Whatever." I spin around and head towards Christina