A/N I think you basically know by now that Divergent doesn't belong to me, since I've been reminding everyone almost every chapter.

I had been writing and deleting would-be texts to Tris for about an hour now, and it didn't seem like it was going to get any better. I just sounded so stupid in every single one.

Hey Tris. That was too simple. Not to mention creepy that some unknown number knows who she is.

Hey Tris, guess who! Yeah, that's not going to work.

This is your conscience speaking. I'm pretty sure that's what Christina sent me when she first got my number. Zeke and I had a good half hour laugh over that one.

Hey Tris, this is Tobias, and I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go out for a movie and dinner or something? As if she would say yes. I barely even know her, and I'm (almost) asking her out on a date.

I'm about to just take it simple and go with the first one when the doorbell rings. I jump, and my phone hits the ground. I quickly pick it up and look for scratches, but then I see that something worse has happened.

Calling Tris

No. Nononono. This cannot be happening. I hesitantly put the phone up to my ear.

"Hey Christina, did you finally talk to Will?"

She thinks it's Christina calling? I can't suppress a laugh at that one.

"This isn't Christina, is it?" I can hear the embarrassment in her voice.

"Nope."

"Okay…then…who are you?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out." Yes! Good one, Tobias.

"Okay then…Zeke?"

I gasp in mock horror. "I'm offended."

I can practically hear her roll her eyes as she says, "Tobias?"

"See? Instead of me telling you, I gave you the satisfaction of figuring it out yourself." What am I even saying? It's like my mouth is just moving and my vocal cords are producing sounds on their own.

"That's ridiculous. So why exactly did you call, anyway?"

My mind races as I try to come up with an explanation. Apparently I've been silent for too long because I hear her say, "Hello? Tobias?"

"Yeah, I just...um, I called you to, uh, tell you that Christina gave me your number." I wince. That excuse was pretty cringe-worthy. I wouldn't even take that explanation.

"Oh, okay, thanks, but she already told me."

"Cool," I say, because I have nothing else to say besides that.

I hear her breathing over the phone. "Is there anything else you need?" she asks.

"No, nope, I'm good." What is with me? Why are words not coming out of my mouth properly?

I'm trying to think about what to say next when she interrupts my train of thought. "Hey Tobias, thanks for calling, but I have to go."

"Oh! Yeah, you…you do that." Nice job, Tobias, she probably thinks you're brain-dead now.

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye." I hear her hang up.

Then I hear someone pounding on my door. "Open up, man!"

I rush to the door and open it to find Zeke. "I am so sorry, I got distracted, and-"

"Save it." Zeke holds up a hand to stop me while he enters the living room. "I heard the whole thing through the door."

"You did?" This can't be good.

Sure enough, he grins. "You got it bad, boy. Tris, am I right?"

I nod and sit down on the couch. "I just can't seem to put together the right sentences when I want to talk to her! I don't know what's happening to me."

Zeke claps me on the shoulder, giving me a fake sympathetic look. "It's okay. We can't all understand the changes that are happening within our body."

I groan and shove him away. "That was really necessary, Zeke, thank you."

"No problem. But seriously, you do have a situation here that demands the services of the Zekemaster."

"The Zekemaster?"

He shrugs. "I'll come up with a better name later. The point is that I can help you with the whole Tris thing."

"You can?"

"Yeah. Well maybe not me by myself, but we can help you."

We? I don't like the sound of that.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, our bible study group is back together again. Uriah immediately comes up to me, grinning like a madman. "Who knew that the legendary Tobias would finally have a crush?"

I roll my eyes. "I could say the same for you, Uriah."

We all sit down in my living room while Zeke explains the "situation". Then they all proceed to give me advice.

Terrible advice.

"Speak your mind, that's what I do."

"Will, I've been doing that, and trust me, it's not going well. My mind is a ball of mush right now."

"Just go in for the kill!"

"Uriah, don't refer to girls as 'kills'. Please."

"Play hard-to-get."

"Zeke, the problem is that she doesn't want to 'get' anything, so playing hard-to-get wouldn't work."

This goes on for about five minutes before Uriah gets up and starts running around the room, hands in the air. "I got it! No one can beat this one."

I sigh. "Alright, let it out."

"You write her a song."

The room goes silent. Then Zeke gets up and noogies him on the head. "Uriah, I never knew you could actually have good ideas!"

Everyone laughs, but I'm deep in thought.

I'm going to write her a song.

A/N *sigh* awww…so cute. Anyway, I'm going to need Four (wink wink) reviews before the next chapter. Will it be hard? Maybe. Do I believe in you guys? ABSOLUTELY! After all, I do have the best R&Rers on Earth. Thanks for reading and see you guys soon!