My body shivers under the cold air. I slowly peel open my eyes, noticing the covers at my feet. I must have kicked them off in my sleep. I stretch out my arm and pull the blanket up to my chest, realizing that I'm completely naked. Without thinking I sit up throwing my arms back in surprise.

"Ouch," a familiar voice winces. "Gosh Tris that hurt," Tobias exclaims. I pull the sheets up to my neck, covering my exposed chest. Tobias chuckles at my gesture while rubbing his nose. "You don't have you cover yourself up," he laughs, "I saw it all last night." I feel my cheeks burn, as the memories of last night come flooding in.

"Oh," is all I can say. Tobias sits up, and wraps his arms around my waist, leaving my back pressed against his chest.

He nibbles on my ear before whispering in it, "You know I love you." I nod my head as he presses his lips against my neck. Tobias peppers soft kisses trailing up my neck, as I let out a long sigh.

Beep, Beep, Beep!

Tobias curses quietly under his breath at the sudden interruption. I slam my fist onto the alarm clock, silencing it for good.

"I'm going to take a shower," I say while getting up.

"I'll join you," Tobias winks. I feel the blush creep up my cheeks once again, while letting out a big smile. Tobias takes this as a sign to follow me in.

"Hey where did you disappear to last night," Chris's breathing is rushed from her quick sprint to catch up to me. I grab her arm and pull her into an empty hallway.

"You can't tell anyone," I whisper.

"Promises," Chris pretends to lock her lips, before leaning closer. I hold up my left hand pointing to the ring resting on my ring finger. Chris's eyes widen, and her jaw drops, making her face appear to have grown.

"Can I be your bridesmaid? I always wanted to be a bridesmaid," she screams. I clasp my hand over her mouth.

"Shut up! I don't want the whole building to know." I give her a deathly glare, before her face finally softens. The second I remove my hand Chris starts speed taking in a hushed voice.

"OMG, I LOVE weddings! Can I plan your wedding? Do you have a date set up yet? You will need a cake, and a dress, and flowers. Where are you going to go on your honeymoon? How many kids are you going to have?"

"Whoa there, clam down Chris. I haven't started to plan any of this yet. Besides I want a small wedding, nothing big." Chris lets out a long groan.

"But big weddings are fun," she whines.

"Nope," I pop the 'p', "Not going to happen. We can talk about this later, but right now a really want some food. We head to the cafeteria to grab some food before training. I grab a muffin, sitting down at my regular table. Chris flops down next to me with her own muffin. I'm almost done eating when a visitor decides to join us.

"Beatrice, right?" John asks. He slides into the seat next to me.

"What do you want?" I make sure to sound annoyed.

"I was thinking, a girl who can throw a punch like you can is no ordinary girl. Would you like to go out with me sometime?"

"Actually, I'm engaged." I shoot him cold glance.

"Give me a chance, I might end up being better than your pathetic fiance." He winks at me and I give John a disgusting look.

I look at the clock, "Not happening, and it's time for me and Chris to leave," I snort. I grab Chris's hand and the last bits of my muffin before exiting.

I stuff the last remaining crumbs of my muffin into my mouth, as me and Chris fast walk down the hallway.

"Do you think we'll be late," I ask through a mouth full a food.

"I don't think so if we go faster." Chris huffs.

"Okay," I say as we quicken the pace to a jog.

"So what was that all about?" Chris questions.

"He is just some jerk I punch my first day here."

"Oh, that guy. But why was he hitting on you?" Chris specifies.

"I have no idea."

We enter the training room just as Tobias is talking.

"Your late," Tobias yells in front of everyone, "We do not tolerate tardiness here, ladies." We whisper apologies before joining the crowd. "Now as I was saying," Tobias begins again, but I can't keep my mind on what he is saying. My thoughts wonder over to John, and why he was talking to me. He wanted me to cheat on Tobias! Maybe I should tell him about John. We promised not to keep secrets anymore, all it ends up doing is tearing us apart. I make up my mind to tell Tobias after training.

"Beatrice," I hear someone say, and turn my attention to Tobias. "Since you were late, you can demonstrate how to throw a knife." I confidently smile at Tobias and walk over to the range.

As I walk through the crowd I overhear a muscular guy whispering, "I wonder how she got into the higher class." The guy next to him chuckles.

I pick up three knifes, standing twenty yards away from my target. I balance the knife in my hand, before practicing the throwing motion with my arm.

"Lady, just throw the knife already," I hear someone shout from behind me. I throw the knife and watch with a smirk, as it lands an inch from the center of the target. Whispers break out from the crowd and Tobias is forced to quiet them. I throw the other two knifes, both hitting the center. With the smirk still plastered on my face, I walk through the parted crowd over to Christina in the back.