Divergent: No War

Chapter 35

"Alright, initiates, a little birdy told me some of you were regretting your choice." Four says. "So, we are going to show you what being Dauntless really is." He grins wickedly. "Truth or dare."

We walk to the training room, with the transfers trailing behind, along with Chris, Uri, Mar, Will, Shauna, and Zeke.

We all sit in a circle, and Jeremy quickly sits next to me. Christina is on my other side, and raises her eyebrows at me. I roll my eyes, glancing at Tobias. He looks around the circle, signaling Zeke to start the game.

"Everybody knows how to play, right?" Zeke asks. "Answer the question, do the dare, or take off a piece of clothing."

A few of the girls gasp, unaware of the fun ways Dauntless play games.

"Alright, Tris. Truth or dare?" He asks.

Of course he asks me. I want to avoid his dares, but I don't want to look like a wimp for choosing truth.

"Dare."

"I dare you to sit in Four's lap for the rest of the game." He says, smiling.

"Whatever." I stand up, walking over to Tobias, as if its nothing.

I sit down, and position myself in his lap. He seems to relax, but still had his poker face on.

"Okay, Uriah."

"DARE!" He shouts.

"I dare you to play seven minutes with Mar." I say.

Jenna looks horrified, as if she is the one going into the closet with Uriah. She must be new to the whole 'relationship' thing.

The lovebirds get up, and walk to the closet, hand in hand.

"So, who is everybody dating?" Nate asks, breaking the silence.

"Shauna and I are." Zeke says. "Along with Will and Chris, Uri and Marlene, and our other friend, Lynn, is dating a guy named Gabe. And, Tris is-"

I shoot him a death glare.

"And Tris is quite confidential about her relationship." He adds quickly.

After a while, Uri and Mar are called back into the training room.

"Let's get some transfers in this game." Uriah taunts. "Thomas, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Do you like anyone? If so, who?"

"Leia." Thomas say quickly, blushing.

Leia takes his hand though, and squeezes it, and he immediately perked up.

"Jeremy, truth or dare?" Thomas asks.

"Truth."

"Who do you like?" Thomas mimics Uriah's voice."

"Tris." He says, queitly, but we all hear it. "Shauna, is it? Truth or dare?"

"Dare." She says, confidently.

"I dare you to break up with Zeke."

She slips off her shirt. "Not happening. Four, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to kiss every girl in here." She tell him.

He get up an pecks each girl in the lips, before returning to me, kissing me for a little longer, but I don't refuse, forgetting where we are, until I hear a loud clear of a throat.

I break away, blushing a bit.

"Are you dating each other?" Julia asks. She seems like a typical Amity: a gossip machine, even if they are supposed to keep the peace.

"Yeah." Tobias says. "Chris, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How did you feel about me when we first met?" He asks.

"You were the strict instructor who didn't like fun." She states.

"I like fun." He says, defensively.

She rolls her eyes. "Jeremy, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

She smiles a wicked smile . . . at me. Why was I being brought into this, and everything else? What was the worst possible thing she could pick? Then it hits me, like a knife to a target, and my body goes cold.

"Play seven minutes with Tris."

"No." Tobias says. "I'm not letting her."

"She has to, and it's not her choice, it's mine." Jeremy says.

He has a little fire in his eyes. I stand, refusing his hand he offers to me. We walk into the closet, into the darkness, and I feel his hands clasp around mine. I try to pull them away, but he holds my wrists tightly.

Even though he is younger than me, he is taller by a few inches. I can't make out his face, but I can see his eyes. Those horrid eyes, that look like they want something, and the only thing they see is me.

He leans in for a kiss, and I want to back up, I want to, but I can't, the wall in against my back.

He kisses me, and I can't help but think of being in a simulation. Calming down will make it go faster, end sooner, that's what Four had taught me. I slow my breathing, and let him kiss me, but I make sure not to kiss back, refusing to.

After what seems like forever, the door to the closet finally opens, and there, stands the one and only, Tobias.