Emergent || Chapter 3

Will bit his lip. I saw a shimmer of sweat begin at his hairline, then drip down his pale face. He started to play with the cuff of his sleeve. Uriah started pointing to his watch, indicating that Will was running out of time. I looked at Christina, she was staring at the floor. I felt a pang of guilt, but you know, everyone will be asked once or twice.

"Candor," He finally answered. I heard an "ugh" from across the circle. In the background, Uriah's overused insult was being said. I was really hoping Will would pick Dauntless. Sorry Chris.

"Why won't you kiss Chris?" I asked. Will blushed and took off his leather jacket. Uriah's stupid comment faded into the background as I tried to read Will's face. It was impossible. The best poker face I've ever scene, and that's a lot coming from me, considering my relationship with Tobias during initiation. Will's eyes wandered over the drunk faces of my friends. He was really thinking about this one.

"Uriah," Will said, "Candor or Dau-" He was immediately cut off by Uriah.

"DAUNTLESS!" He exclaimed. Hoots and hollers came from the circle.

"Okay, every time you say 'Pansycake'," Will made air quotes around the old insult, "you have to take off a piece of clothing."

"Deal, I ain't no Pansycake," He declared. Will laughed. Uriah took off his shirt and sat down next to Marlene, with a pout.

"Four, my main man! You know the question," Uriah hollered over to our end of the circle.

"Dauntless," Four said.

"Seven minutes with Tris, go," Uriah demanded. Tobias stood up and grabbed my hand. What the hell? No, he knows my fear, he wouldn't do this to me. What's happening? My heart began racing a thousand miles an hour. My head started having shots of pain and confusion. I felt the world slowly spin around me. Tobias' hand firmly glued to mine. He led me to a room in the back of Uriah's apartment. I heard the doorknob turn and my stomach turned into a million different knots. My body felt tight, yet I felt like I could fall apart at any moment. It was a weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. Tobias opened the door, and we both slipped in. My palms began to sweat, it was gross.

"Tobias, look. I'm not ready for this, okay. Can we just-" I began, but was cut off by a kiss. He pulled away and gave me a grin.

"Tris, I know you're not ready. I saw your fear landscape not too long ago," He reminded me, making me giggle like an Amity, "This is Candor or Dauntless. No one actually does it. Let's just talk."

He patted a spot next to him on the floor, gesturing for me to sit down beside him. I obeyed. We laid against the cold, bumpy wall of Uriah's bedroom.

"So, Beatrice Prior. Tell me about yourself," He asked me. I smiled and put my head on his shoulder.

I agreed.

Author's Note:

Another Cliff Hanger. Sorry.

I won't take as long to update, though.

I think I'll update again in 2 to 3 days.

Sorry!

Blood is Red. Bruises are Black and Blue.

Uriah is hot. Tobias is, too.