A Divergent Tale

Chapter Seven

I woke up slightly confused as to why my face was sticky and why I was in my room until it dawned on me what had happened last night. Tobias and I got into a fight. And of all things it had to be about freaking Jess. I got out of bed, hopping in the shower to try and melt away my bed head and puffy eyes with hot water. I can't believe he wouldn't admit that she clearly has been snobbing all over him! And the worst part about it is he dared to call me jealous! I'm just upset that he thinks I'm supposed to sit around pretending to not be his girlfriend. I know that we decided it was best because of how common my name was during the rebellion and that we need to act like instructors, but it's hard when a young Erudite girl keeps hitting on him.

Maybe I'm completely biassed with my thought process here. I'm just so annoyed, angry and upset. Tobias and I used to argue a lot when we were travelling from faction to faction after the simulation, but that was different! It was over important things and decisions. Like me sacrificing myself to Jeanine. Which, now I realise, was dumb of me. But this is stupid!

Once I was dressed, and in a bit more revealing shirt than I usually wear, I stormed out of my apartment. Thinking about everything that happened made it all fresh in my mind again. I walked to the Dauntless cafeteria, knowing that it's too early to go to the training room already. I grabbed a muffin and a piece of toast and then sat down.

"Why are you glaring at your muffin?" Christina said from behind me.

"I am not."

She held up her hands in defence, sitting across from me, "Okay, okay... Grumpy pants. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I grumble, taking a bite from my muffin.

She narrows her eyes at me, "I may not be a mind reader, Tris. But I am from Candor. What's wrong, Tris? You can talk to me. Is it Four?"

I hesitate before answering, "Yes."

"What happened? Come one. I can't guess everything."

"We had a fight."

"Duh."

"You know how we aren't 'dating' in front of the initiates? Well this one transfer from Erudite keeps throwing herself all over him, and she came over late last night and made up an excuse to talk to him. He was acting oblivious to it all and called me jealous. I'm not jealous over a sixteen year old! He's four years older than her. I'm just mad he won't let us act like a couple in front of them. It's pointless."

"Oof. Did you yell at him?"

"Maybe," I grumble, taking a bite of my toast.

"Well maybe he was just being defensive. Guys are really ignorant and they sometimes don't notice things like we do. He could have honestly never noticed. If you were yelling at him about it I can see how that would come out of his mouth."

"I just don't understand why we're hiding things from the initiates."

"Maybe he thinks he's protecting you... I know Four. And I know he loves you a lot. How could he not? After everything that has happened this year. He's almost lost you. So many times."

"I'll just wait it out. If Layla is so nice maybe I should give her a chance. I'll show him what it's like to pretend to not be dating." I say getting up.

She glances at my chest, "He's going to be begging for forgiveness when he sees you in that shirt."

"Good."

She laughs, "Oh my god Tris. Don't do anything stupid!" She calls after me.

I turn around grinning, "Me? Stupid? You must be mistaken!" I say smiling.