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"Hey, Sue!" I said and laid back on my bed, phone in hand. I called Susan, feeling lonely.

"Hi, Bea!" she replied. Okay, I guess I do have a nickname but only Susan calls me it.

"How's Candor?" I spoke into the phone.

"Oh it's amazing, Bea! We only did the tour today but the whole facility is amazing! There are lots of practice rooms and rooms specifically for soloists or bands and orchestras! Oh and they have this computer room but the computers only work for one thing: composing music! Isn't that so cool?" Susan said quickly. I could picture her face lighting up at the thought of Candor building.

"That's awesome. We got a tour too," I said. I began telling her about the rooms for light control and how there were sewing rooms on the costume floor and when I mentioned the Archive she sounded like she was in awe.

"Every play and musical ever written?"

"That they know of," I clarified.

"Candor actually has something similar. It's a room full of sheet music from all these different composers. And there's a section for each instrument! I can't wait to get my hands on a piano! I bet they're tuned perfectly," she said when I heard a loud knock on our door.

"Yeah that sounds really cool," I said and glanced at Kat who pulled out one of her ear buds looking confused. "Hey, Sue, can you hold on for a sec?"

"Yeah sure," she said.

I covered the speaker of my phone and leaned over at Kat, "Are you expecting someone?"

She shook her head, "No."

The knocking resumed.

"Sue, can I call you back? Someone's at my door," I said.

"Okay, Bea. I'll talk to you later!" she chirped.

"Bye," I said and hung up.

I walked to the door and opened it. Two girls stood there. They looked almost identical! One of them had dark brown hair, the other had black. They both had bright eyes though one of the girl's eyes were more gray than the other's blue eyes and they were both pale with long noses.

"Hi," one of the girls said.

"Hello," I replied. "Who are you?"

Gray eyes and black hair answered, "I'm Bethany Ronthos and this is Chamilla Brown. This used to be our dorm for Dauntless."

"Okay," I said. "Is there anything you need?"

"Obviously, otherwise we wouldn't be standing here," Chamilla snapped with a scowl on her face. "I left my poster in here when I was moving into Erudite."

"Can we come in and look for it?" Bethany asked, sounding much nicer than Chamilla.

"Um sure," I stepped aside and let the girls enter.

Kat sat up straighter and took out her ear buds.

"Who are they?" she asked, jerking her thumb towards the two girls who were searching our room.

"Bethany and Chamilla. They used to live in this dorm and Chamilla forgot a poster," I explained. I watched them warily to make sure they wouldn't steal anything. I don't usually judge people right away but Chamilla gave me a bad vibe.

"So what's your name?" Bethany asked as Chamilla peeked under Kat's bed.

"I'm Tris and that's Kat," I said, keeping an eye on the girl whose head was under Kat's bed.

"I can't find it! Did either of you take down my poster?" she asked.

We shook our heads no. She groaned loudly when another voice came from our door.

"Cam? What are you doing here?"

I turned around. Peter was standing in my doorway. Then he acknowledged me with a nod and a simple "Stiff".

"Hey, Peter," Chamilla said, suddenly dropping her bitchy attitude. She walked over to him, swinging her hips and planted a kiss on his lips. I had always been uncomfortable with people hugging and kissing in front of me. This kiss made me even more uncomfortable than usual because it was between a guy I despise and a mean girl that I met less than five minutes ago and it was happening in my room!

Peter pulled away with a smile on his lips and asked her, "What are you doing in her room?"

"I was wondering the same about you," I said to him.

He glared at me as if it was an inconvenience that I was there, "I was going to the bathroom at the end of the hall and saw my girlfriend in here so I thought I'd say hi. Believe me, if I had known this was your room I wouldn't come here willingly."

"I'm here," Chamilla said to Peter, "Because I forgot something here."

"You're Pink Floyd poster?" he asked. "I have it. I came here to ask you what faction you got but you were already gone. Your poster was still up so I took it."

"Aw thanks, babe," she smiled sweetly.

"Come on," he led her out of the room.

Bethany trailed behind. I felt kind of bad for her; she was the third wheel.

"So um…thanks," she said and closed the door behind her.

I ran through my monologue for probably the fourth time that night. I just couldn't get it! I read through it a few times and still didn't have any of it memorized. Kat sat patiently listening to me and fed me the line I was on whenever I got lost.

"This is hopeless!" I groaned and fell back onto my bed.

"Try learning it line by line instead of all at once," Kat advised. "You're trying to absorb way too much of it and that won't work. You need to break it up and learn it slower. You're not going to get it immediately and that's okay, you still have time."

"Thanks, Kat," I said.

"Also, Tris, have fun with it! Try to get into the character and don't just stand there. Use your body language to express your character's emotions."

I smiled and nodded, "Okay. You know, you would be a good Dauntless instructor."

Her face reddened slightly, "Thanks but no thanks."

I laughed and she giggled along with me.

"You better get a role. You're using my advice and I don't want you to give me a bad name," she joked.

"No promises," I replied and went back to reading my monologue bit by bit as she told me. "I'll probably suck so bad that I'm not even allowed to stay at this school."

Kat rolled her eyes.

"Maybe you'll do well in Dauntless. You're a total Drama Queen," she muttered.

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