Hello everyone! So, I know that you all have been waiting for this update for a really long time and I am so very sorry for that. A few of you expressed concerns of me abandoning the story: I can assure you that I will never abandon this story. I just lead a really hectic life - I'm a full time college student, I work full time, there are two 2-year-olds and a 3-year-old at my house all through the week, I have to spend time with my fiance - obviously - my car broke down a couple days ago and I was sick for a week - insanity, and now I'm sick again - even more insanity, I know. Anyway, I will try to update more often. If you haven't done so already, be sure to check out my fic for the If I Stay series, called Time To Go. Also, I have agreed to assist in the writing of a really awesome fic called Is Life What It Seems. It's a Divergent High fic written by 14 who is really awesome. Even if you don't typically like Divergent High fics, I think you'll like this one. SO be sure to check those out while you're waiting for the next chapter here. OH and please please review! I love reviews like I love cake...and I really like cake. Like a lot. So please review!

Tobias

Tris comes into the room and my heart stops for a moment. Did she hear what we were talking about? I can't hear her as she speaks to Evelyn. All I can hear is my own heart beat. All of a sudden, Evelyn is looking at me with a disgusted face.

"Well, Tobias," she says, "I'll let you get back to your previous activities. We can continue this later. When we have more privacy."

"There's nothing to discuss," I retort.

"We'll see," she says as she slips out the door.

"So why was Nita here?" Tris asks as soon as the door clicks.

"She was with Evelyn," I shrug.

I know that this is really just a statement of the obvious, but I can't possibly give her a real answer. I can't possibly tell her that Nita is working with Evelyn to break us up. I can't possibly tell her everything that has happened. I can't possibly tell her that I'm supposed to meet Nita later tonight. So I don't.

"I'm gonna go hang out with Zeke for a while," I tell her.

I grab a shirt that is laying on the arm of the couch and I leave the apartment before she has time to say anything. I make my way to the control room as soon as I'm sure that she isn't following me. I check my surroundings again when I get to the door, and then I enter quickly. I sit down at my desk, type in my identification number and password, and pull up the cameras. I open the search tab and narrow the results to the hallway outside my apartment approximately 30 minutes ago. I watch the feed, and when I see what hallway Evelyn and Nita retreated to, I switch to that camera. I do this over and over until I find their final destination. They went into Nita's apartment about 10 minutes ago. I switch to the real-time camera now, and as soon as it pops onto the screen, I see Evelyn emerging from Nita's front door.

I watch as she walks down the hallway. For a moment, I can picture her walking down the hallway in our Abnegation house. She just came to make sure that my homework was done and to say that she loves me. Affection was not typically apart of an Abnegation household, but she said, the way she saw it, her acts of affection were for me, not for her. That labeled it as selfless and that's how she justified it. I wonder, now, how she justified leaving me. What did she tell herself to convince herself that she was being selfless? I shake my head and shut down the feed. I don't even know what I'm doing here. I don't know what I'm doing period. Why am I going to meet with Nita? For the same reason that I went to meet with Evelyn? Curiosity, I assume.

Curiosity. One of the main things that kept me from fitting in in Abnegation. I was always curious as to what it would be like to have a normal Abnegation family, to live in a normal Abnegation house. I remember seeing Caleb rush to help an elderly woman with her groceries, or a younger girl that had fallen down. I stared at him through my window and I was so curious as to what it would be like to be him. I remember seeing him at school one day tearing through a science text book - the very same textbook that was assigned to older kids, the very same textbook that was assigned to me. I was so curious as to how he could understand it being that he was younger and in a lower level than me. I understand why, now, but at the time I just chalked it up to him being normal. I never thought that he was being selfish or trying to gain more and more knowledge with that book. I never saw that he was in fact more curious than I ever could be.

Curiosity. One of the main things that led me to Beatrice Prior. Curious to learn what lit the fire in her eyes. Curious to learn how someone so small could have jumped first. Curious as to how it could be that a scrawny Abnegation girl could boil my blood just by standing in the same room as me. My pulse quickened. My mouth went dry. I had never experienced anything like it. I had to know more.

I sigh and push my chair away from the computer. I stand up slowly and make my way towards the door. I guess I should get something to eat before I go meet with Nita. Before I go to the cafeteria, I go by Zeke's to see if he's there. There's no response when I knock on the door, so I guess he already left. I walk to the cafeteria slowly. What is it that Nita really wants from me? I know Evelyn is pushing her on me because she hates Tris, but what's in it for Nita? She acts like she likes me, but her persistence makes me think that there's more to it than that. Especially because she never acted on any of these so-called feelings when we were outside of this, whatever world this is that we've entered back into.

I stick my head in slowly before I enter the room. There's no sign of Tris or Nita, but I do see Zeke sitting at a table with Shauna and Uriah. Christina isn't with him, so I'm assuming that she's with Tris. That's probably a good thing for me. I'm sure she knows everything that's been going on and I don't doubt that she would open her large Candor mouth. She may be as brave as a Dauntless, but there's no doubt that Candor blood runs through her veins. I should probably stop thinking in people in terms of our old factions. It's harder than I thought it would be. I guess that's why it was always so hard for the initiates to separate themselves from their old faction once they joined a new one. Aside from just getting used to life as a Dauntless, I can't say that I ever had a problem separating myself from Abnegation. I still had Abnegation thoughts run through my head, of course, but I never felt compelled to boast about my previous faction. Maybe that's because I couldn't boast about my faction without people finding out who I was.

I join Zeke, Shauna, and Uriah at the table and start piling food on my plate. I eat in silence, listening to the camaraderie going on between my friends.

"Why so quiet, man?" Zeke addresses me suddenly.

"Ya know," I pause, "just had a long day."

"Speaking of the reason you've had such a long day," Uriah interjects, "what job did Tris decide to take on?"

"She decided to, uh, work here in the kitchen until she could actually decide what she wants to do."

"When does she start? I have to make sure she learns how to properly make the cake or else I'll have to disown her," he jokes.

"I'm not sure," I say quickly. "Few days I think. She needs plenty of time to get used to things."

"Yeah, man, I know what you mean," he says. "It's been a little rough for me, too. So much has changed, so many different people here..."

"Yeah," I stuff the last bite of food into my mouth. "I'll catch you guys later. I gotta go."

I jump up from the table before any of them can comment. It's almost time for me to meet Nita and the last thing I want to talk about is Tris and how different things are. That's been the focus in every conversation that I've had since she got back, in one way or another. I walk through the halls quickly and then away from the Dauntless compound. I make my way to the old Factionless Sector, trying to stay in the shadows. I pass by a few people on my way, but thankfully none of them seem to know me. I duck into the building that was once known as Evelyn's headquarters, and I take the stairs up a couple floors. I open the door to Evelyn's old office, and there sitting in the chair is Evelyn, with Nita sitting on the corner of the desk.