You're More Mature Than I Am- 61

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You shrug, letting Tris furtively bolt off. A few Dauntless run off to scout the location, and you sit next to Christina. 

"Long night," she says, yawning. "But we can't all be the heroes, I guess."

"Yeah," you say, grinning at her. There's a screech, and you hear the wheel creaking. 

"Tris is up there," you say, nodding as the Wheel starts moving.

Christina jumps up. "She didn't tell anyone."

You don't say anything, shrugging. Soon she and Four rush back.

"We know where they are," Four says breathlessly. "While the rest of you were twiddling your thumbs, Tris climbed the Ferris Wheel to look for the other team."

He looks at her with admiration. You stare at your shoes.

"We're going to split up. Four of us go to the right," Tris says, stepping up, "and four to the left. They're in the park at the end of the pier."

Christina looks at her.

You run over, shooting and bombarding the other team. They don't stand a chance, and you get the flag, a sparkly piece of pink fabric. Christina grabs it, waving it over her head with a yell. 

You grin, too. "Whoo!" You yell, adrenaline flooding through you, and you feel Dauntless.

Advance to 62.

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