TRIS POV
Well that just happened...
I try and shake the gross feeling from me as I walk to home room; it doesn't work.
I contemplate going to the bathroom and cleaning my mouth out with soap.
But I decide against it as I am almost late for home room.
I take a quick look in the mirror I have hanging up in my locker, I sprain ten my hair. Thank god he had to go when he did, I might've ended up with swollen lips.
He may be my assignment, but that doesn't mean I want the fact that his contaminated mouth was on mine, public.
I make it 30 seconds before the bell rings and the only empty seat is next to four. I shrug and sit there as the bell rings.
Home room, just as every other class is boring. I graduated LAST year thanks to dauntless, so this is a bunch of crap I already know.
But can I tell them that? No.
At least I'm not with Peter anymore, I think I would rather die a slow painful death than kiss him again. Too bad Max sees that as an unprofitable option.
I look over at Four for a minute and he seems just as bored as I do. And my God does he look familiar. His eyes mostly, they remind me of Tobias' eyes.
A dark blue, a dreaming, sleeping, waiting color.
I smile at the memory, but he is not Tobias, Tobias was shy and a heck of a lot shorter.
I sigh and sink deeper in my chair. I cannot let memories of my old friends and maybe boyfriends screw me up.
I have a mission and I'm going to focus on it, and when I make friends here I will disappear one day like I did before. And I will be fine.
I am Fine, never not fine......
I fight the urge to groan, lean forward and burry my hands in my face. Because if I did that, the teacher would think I'm doing it because of the lesson, and if she thinks that I'm straight on my way to detention. And I cannot do detention while I'm here, I need to stay alert and figure what is going on, and I cannot do that in detention.
When class is finally over I almost want to jump for joy, but that would horrifically unprofessional. So I settle for orderly departing the room.
"It's last period" Four says as he catches up with me.
"Thank you caption obvious, I didn't know you could count." I say in a sarcastic tone as I put my books in my locker."Besides its my free period, I'm free."
"So am I"
"Good for you" I nod and I turn to look at him, I have to crane my neck to look into his eyes. And suddenly I realize how close he had gotten. No more than six inches charged with electricity, and I feel it should be less.
He frowns at me.
"You look familiar" he says finally
"Maybe I just have one of those faces" I don't dare tell him that HE looks familiar, then he might try and figure out who I am.
But that doesn't mean I can't try and figure out who HE is.
He shrugs and seems to except my comment "your probably right. Well I got to go, bye"
And then he's walking away. Well that was..... Odd.
I shrug, and head out. I need to talk to Max, I am going to need backup for tonight. There is no telling what could happen.
And with that thought in mind I decide to call Max.
"Hello" he answers the phone after three rings
"Hey Max, the um... Infiltration was a success"
"Great, how did you do it so fast?"
"I'd rather not say......" I trail off, staring at the sky.
"Well okay then, anything you need?"
"Backup, tonight at....." I slip the paper out of my jeans that peter put there and look at it. Thank good only an address and a phone number, it's almost too easy. "221 Candor Lane Chicago OH, 5859. No contact simply there for observation and tactical matters, I'm the only one who can make contact with the target. But there is no telling how much contact this guy is expecting, nor what he will do to get it. So backup would be helpful"
"Of corse, if anything happens Beatrice, get.out.of.there. I told your mother I would keep you safe, and I intend to live up to that promise." He says genuinely
"I promise I'll be carful uncle Max"
"Good, your 'backup' will pick you up and drop you off three blocks away and covertly trail from there."
"Got it" I nod "thanks Max"
And with that we say our goodbyes and I hang up the phone.
TOBIAS POV
I'm hanging out at Zekes place with the gang when my phone starts ringing.
It's Max's ringtone, so everyone quiets down and I put it on speaker.
"Hey Max, what's up?"
"Is everyone there with you?" He asks
"Yup"
"Okay good, I'm going to need you guys to......."
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Dauntless
FanfictionThis is kinda like one of those Divergent FBI Stories except they work for a top secret government agency called 'Dauntless' Tris is the youngest spy in dauntless, and she is the best. What would happen if she got sent back to high school for a mis...