Choose Your Own Adventure: Divergent

Yikes - 103

That's when you notice something odd- Tris's simulation times are six minutes faster than the next closest score.

"Nice job, Tris," someone says, voice somber.

Peter turns around, slowly, violent amber eyes raking the crowd. He storms over and slams Tris to the wall with a BANG.

"I will not be outranked by a Stiff," he hisses. "How did you do it? How the heck did you do it?"

Will grabs him, pulling Peter away. Tris rubs her jaw.

"Leave her alone," Will snaps. "Only a coward bullies a little girl."

"A little girl?" Peter scoffs, incredulous. "Are you blind, or just stupid? She's going to edge you out of Dauntless! When you realize she's manipulating us all, let me know."

With that, he storms out of the dormitory. Molly and Drew hurry after him. 

The dormitory is filled with awkward tension. 

"Thanks," Tris says to Will, turning back to her bed.

There's an awkward pause.

"Is he right?" Will asks, sighing. "Are you trying to manipulate us?"

"How on earth would I do that?" Tris snaps, scowling at him. "I'm just doing the best I can, just like anyone else."

But how? The unspoken words echo around the room. If she's just like us, how is she doing so much better?

Will and Christina leave. It's just you, Tris, and Al, who sits on the edge of his bed, world imploding in front of him.

"It's not over," Tris says weakly. "You can improve your rank if you..."

She trails off. 

"See?" Al says, voice dead. "It's not that simple."

Another awkward pause. "I just... want to be alone," he says, voice ragged, barely holding back tears. 

"Okay," Tris says, standing up, and you gesture for her to follow you, out of the room. 

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