*I'm really trying to be good about updating! So here's Chapter 4! Enjoy! Note: I'm going to be sticking to the book/movie very closely in some places, and in others I might stray a little. I haven't figured out specifically where and when everything will be specific and whatnot, but try and be lenient with me!
Get excited: Tris is being, UNKNOWINGLY, reunited with Toby in this chapter...what does she think of the person he's become?*

Chapter 4

Beatrice POV

At first, Beatrice hadn't known what to do with herself when Toby had left her. Not that she was supposed to let on that it hurt her so deeply. He was just a friend—a good friend, but a friend nonetheless who had left Abnegation for Dauntless.

What bothered her most though, was that she couldn't figure out why. Why did he have to leave? The plan was to be together, to face Abnegation together, the misfits. And that's when I truly clicked. Of course he wouldn't stay. Why would he? He didn't belong here. He belonged with the Dauntless, they both knew he did. He didn't even like his dad, and his mom was dead. The only reason for him to stay would've been for Beatrice.

But maybe he had never really cared about her anyway.

When Beatrice came to that conclusion, it nearly killed her inside. She spent a lot of time holed up in her room, reminiscing, crying. But she had to pick herself up eventually, make a plan. Because she was supposed to get tested. And then choose. The test would tell her what to do. Should she stay in Abnegation, where she felt she didn't belong, or follow Toby and find him in Dauntless, no matter what he felt for her now? The test had to have the answers. It just had to.

But of course, the test had failed. Beatrice just seemed to be a slew of failure and disappointment. She was scared. She was scared because suddenly she had options, she could be Abnegation, Erudite, or Dauntless. Not one faction, but three. Tori, her tester, had told she was Divergent. That she couldn't tell anyone. That she was supposed to lie and tell everyone that her test, if she must, proved to be Abnegation, because that made sense.

There was one person she could tell though. Beatrice knew, she knew in her heart of hearts that the one person she could tell was Toby. He would help her figure out what was happening with her. He wouldn't be scared of her, he would love her all the more for being special.

But maybe that was all just a delusion. Because he still left her.

The next day at the Choosing Ceremony, Beatrice was absolutely shocked to see Caleb leave Abnegation to go to Erudite. Who would be left to take care of her parents? She couldn't be swayed though, Beatrice knew that she had to take the leap.

"Beatrice Prior."

By sheer force of will, Beatrice made herself stand and go down to the altar to stand in front of Marcus Eaton. Sometimes, when she looked at him, she was reminded of Toby and all the memories they shared. This was her moment. She turned and glanced at Erudite, where her brother was sitting, then to her parents, and finally over to the Dauntless. In that moment, she knew what her choice needed to be. Beatrice took the knife, gleaming, in her hand and sliced it open, and then squeezed her blood into the coals.

There was no going back now.

Dauntless Headquarters.

"So who wants to jump first?" Max, the Dauntless leader shouted over the wind atop a building.

Everyone was silent, and no one moved. Not even the Dauntless born. This was perfect though. Not that Beatrice wasn't terrified, make no mistake, she was petrified at the idea of jumping off of a building and hoping that there would be something to catch her at the bottom. But this was her chance to prove she was meant to be Dauntless. That she was worthy.

Slowly, she started to make her way for the building's ledge as the crowd of initiates parted for her. Beatrice stepped onto the ledge, and pulled her sweater off, chucking it roughly at Peter. Maybe this would teach him not to under-estimate her.

In her mind, she counted to three.

One. Deep breath in. I can do this.

Two. Deep breath out. I am truly Dauntless.

Three. Toby.

Suddenly, she was falling. Beatrice fell hard and fast before landing into a net with a bounce and thud. After she caught her breath, she saw a strong, tanned hand reaching for her to help her out of the net.

"Thank you." Beatrice said once she was safely on the ground.

The man attached to the hand that helped her off the net nods stiffly, and Beatrice is stunned by his eyes, they're so blue, a dreaming, sleeping, waiting color…

"Can't believe it." A girl, standing behind the man says. "A Stiff, the first to jump? Unheard of."

"There's a reason she left them, Lauren. What's your name?" The man says. His voice is deep and rumbly. It's mature, and makes Beatrice feel a weird fluttering in her stomach that Toby sometimes used to make her feel when he held her hand. This man's hands are rough and calloused.

Beatrice hesitated, and she saw him smirk, amused. "Think about it." He says, "You don't get to pick again."

It took Beatrice a moment, when she realized that she was tired of being plain old Beatrice. It was such a stiff name. And Bee, the only nick name she'd ever had was so weak.

"Tris." She said firmly.

The girl, Lauren, grinned. "Tris. Make the announcement Four."

Four nodded, and raised Tris' hand in the air. "First jumper, Tris!"

People cheered. They cheered for Beatrice—no, Tris. Beatrice was gone, and on her place was the Dauntless girl, Tris. It was the best moment of her life so far. She could just imagine Toby in the crowd cheering for her, even if he didn't know it yet.

Another body dropped into the net with a squeal—it was Christina, her friend that Tris had made on the train. Lauren helped Christina out of the net, and Four placed his hand on Tris' back whispering, "Welcome to Dauntless."

For a moment there was a moment. Maybe it was just on her end, but there was a flickering familiarity in his gentleness. Maybe…

But that's where the familiarity ended. Once things got down to business, Tris found Four was a jerk. He threatened Christina because she opened her mouth. He was mean to the initiates. They got a break after their tour, led by the absolutely wonderful Four, who they discovered was to be their instructor. Just peachy.

At lunch, Tris and Christina grabbed food and sat at one of the long tables to eat.

"So." Christina started, staring at Tris grinning. "Why did you choose to transfer?"

Tris shrugged, taking a bite of the brown stuff on her plate. "Why did you? Oh my god what is this?"

Christina's eyebrows furrowed. "You've never had cake?"

Tris shook her head and dug into the cake. From next to her, Four spoke up. She hadn't even seen him sit down. Okay, that was a dirty lie. She was quickly realizing she watched everything he did. It wasn't her fault he was attractive.

"Stiff's eat plain food." He said, not even looking up.

Christina looked horrified. "Why?"

"Extravagance is considered self-indulgent and unnecessary." She shrugged and begin to eat again.

"No wonder you left."

"Yes." Tris said, rolling her eyes. "I left because of the food."

Christina laughs as a scary looking Dauntless walks in and makes his way over to Four. "So why did you really transfer?"

Tris paused. Could she trust Christina? She seemed nice, and if she had someone helping her find Toby it would go a lot faster. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"

Christina grinned and stuck her hand out. "Pinky swear."

"Pinky swear?"

"It's a serious commitment if you pinky swear. C'mon. Just hook our pinkies."

Tris was wary, but did what Christina said. When they unhooked their pinkies, Tris took a deep breath an spoke.

"Truth is, I didn't really fit in at Abnegation. But…more than that, there was this boy…his name was Toby, and I met him when I was eight, he was ten. We were best friends. And then…not best friends? I'm kind of confused—"

"You were boyfriend and girlfriend?" Christina supplied.

"Uh…I mean, yes and no? I mean, I was his and he was mine, and we held hands, but it was never anything more than that." Tris smiled a little blushed as she continued. "We would sneak out to this field behind his house and we would talk for hours, all night. The night before the Choosing Ceremony I told him that I loved him, Christina."

Her eyes were wide, gleaming with excitement. "And?"

"And…he said it back." Tris paused and then swallowed hard. "I just…I miss him so much. I don't understand, we understood each other, he told me he loved me, and then he just left. Toby didn't even tell me he was leaving."

"I'm sure that he left for a good reason, Tris." Christina reassured her.

They looked over at Four and one of the Dauntless leaders, who were having what seemed to be a tense conversation. He stood and clapped Four on the shoulder, roughly, then walked away.

"Who was that?" Christina asked before she could stop herself.

Four looked at Tris and Christina. "That was Eric. He's one of the Dauntless leaders."

"But he looked so young."

"Age doesn't matter here." Four responded.

Tris watched as Four went to turn back to his food. "Are you two…friends?"

Four let out an annoyed sigh and looked up. "We were in the same initiate class. He was an Erudite transfer."

"Were you a transfer too?"

Four's fork clattered into his plate in frustration. "And I thought I would have problems with the Candor's asking too many questions." He narrowed his eyes at Tris. "Now I've got Stiff's too?"

Tris refused to back down. She was too proud for her own good. "It must be because you're so approachable. Like a bed of nails."

The two had a stare-down. Neither refused to quit, and Tris refused to submit. Eventually Four narrowed his eyes more and said quietly, "Careful Tris."

He turned back to his food, and Tris went back to hers, letting out the breath she hadn't realized she was holding. After a moment, Christina spoke.

"So I've got a theory I'm developing."

Tris looked up, eyebrow raised. "Yeah?"

"You've got a death-wish."

There was a pause and then Tris smiled and laughed. Four looked over at the two of them, shook his head and went away with his food. Christina and Tris looked at each other again and laughed harder. Tris hadn't had this much fun in…well ever. Once they both recovered, Christina looked at Tris and leaned over and whispered to her.

"And now we start the search for Toby."

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