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Chapter 11:

Tris' POV

I can't believe Four! Who does he think he is, being such a jerk to me and Christina! He broke up with her, and now he's being a moron to me! I don't care if he does have a good reason. It doesn't justify his actions.

I sit down next to Marlene at our usual table. Christina is on the other side of Marlene, but she doesn't even acknowledge I'm here. Can't she see I just stood up for her? The Dauntless part of me is angry at her. But the Abnegation part knows I would be upset, too.

"Hello? Earth to Tris!" Zeke is waving his hand in front of my face.

I snap out of my thoughts. "Sorry. What were you saying?"

Zeke smirks at me. "I was saying, how about we all hang out later? Capture the flag or something. Something fun," he says.

I think it over. It might not be such a bad thing, to go play capture the flag with them. But then Four might be there and I am not in the mood to talk to him anytime soon. "Uh, maybe." I reply.

Zeke looks satisfied with that. He goes back to teasing Uriah. I drift off again. What reason could Four have to act like that? And why did he dump Christina? It's just ridiculous.

I look down and check my watch. Half an hour until my shift at the tattoo parlor. Maybe I should get there early to make up for the times I've been late. I stand and gather up the remains of my breakfast, tossing it in the trash can before walking out of the cafeteria and towards work.

When I get there, only Tori is working. I check in and she greets me. I sit down at my station and after awhile, a costumer comes in.

"Hey. What can I do for you?" I ask, trying to perk up a little.

The costumer, a middle aged man with close-cropped brown hair and a bit of facial hair, smiles. "I'd like barbed wire around my left bicep," he replies.

I nod and motion for him to sit down. I get the needle and the ink ready, and then start on the tattoo.

He barely flinches when the needle drags across his skin. He must have a lot of these things.

I finish the tattoo half an hour later, and realize how good of a mind-clearer work is. I haven't thought about Four, or Christina, or anyone the whole time I've been here.

"Thank goodness for work," I mutter under my breath.

Christina's POV

Okay, I feel a little bad for Tris. I mean, she did stick up for me and all. But then again, she lied to me!

Something's going on with her and Four, and I'm gonna figure out what. Maybe he was cheating? If that was the case, my respect level for Tris is about zero.

She can't even tell me that she did who knows what with my boyfriend? Well, ex boyfriend now. And then there was the whole Eric thing. I mean, what was up with that?

I walked in and Eric is leaving, Tris is there, and Four looked all whacked.

I let out a sigh, and then catch myself. I don't want anyone to notice. I honestly don't feel like talking to anyone about my break up. If they even know.

Sure enough, Marlene looks curious. "Why are you do upset?" Marlene asks stupidly.

Don't get me wrong, Marlene's nice. But I don't want her poking around in my life. "Me and Four broke up last night." I reply crisply.

I guess you could say I sounded rude. But that was better then me being all mopey. At least I can hide it in public. When I'm alone, that's the hardest. It's hard to keep from missing him. And I know we were barely even dating for that long, but still. It's hard to not get attached.

"You did? I'm sorry," Uriah shoots me apologetic look.

I do my best to smile. "It's okay."

"It doesn't look like your the only one who's upset, considering how Four snapped at Tris like that," Zeke chimes in.

I ignore the little flower of hope that maybe Four does still care. At least a little bit.

"Why'd you guys break up?" Marlene asks, concern in her voice.

I shrug. "I don't know. He just dumped me." I send them a warning look and they change the subject.

I finish my food in silence and then quietly leave the cafeteria after saying good bye. I walk to the Pit, looking for something to get my mind off of Four. A shimmery black dress catches my eye in one of the shops.

A smile forms on my lips and I walk into the store. It's one of my favorite shops in Dauntless. They have the cutest stuff, and usually it's pretty cheap.

After buying the dress I skim through racks of shirts.

"Dressing up for Four? Oh wait, you guys broke up," I hear a snicker and look up to find Peter standing there, smirking.

I want to punch his stupid face in. I could probably get away with it, too. This is Dauntless now. "Peter, don't you have a Abnegation girl to throw into the chasm waiting for you?" I snap, my anger growing.

Peter raises a brow. "Still sticking up for the Stiff, huh?" I ignore the last remark.

"Why are you even in a women's clothing store?"

Peter shrugs and his smirk is back. "I don't know. Maybe I have a girlfriend you don't know about."

I push him out of the way and attempt to leave the store, but Peter grabs my wrist.

"You know, you could do so much better than Four. You need a real man. Someone like me," I try to pull my wrist away, but Peter has a good grip on it.

"Screw off, Peter." I warn him.

Peter smirks. "Why? Are you afraid?" After he doesn't get an answer he laughs.

"Does everybody see this? The brave Christina, scared of me? This is too good." Peter smirks again.

"Why don't you get your filthy hands off of her?"

Author's Note: Ooh, cliffhanger! :D Who is it? Anyway, thanks to all my followers out there who make me smile when they review or favorite the story, and thanks to Savior by Rise Against to motivate me to write this out instead of doing homework! :p

Me: *on the computer answering questions and fails for the 50th time* Hmm.. Maybe I should go get on fanfiction..