"How are you, Tris?"  I ask her once we are sitting on my bed in the comfort of my room.

"Okay." She says, not meeting my eyes.

"Come on, don't give me that.  What's on your mind?"

"Nothing." She says, a little too loud. "Just... Nothing.  I'm fine okay?" She's looking me in the eye now, as she lightly touches my cheek and brings my mouth to hers.

I love how her lips feel against mine. I've always hated my lips in particular because they always would remind me of my father's, but now, knowing that Tris likes them, I'm ready to accept them.

We are content sitting there letting our mouths go at it-

-until we hear the door open.

We spring apart and are not that surprised to see Caleb standing in the doorway, shooting me a glare that could make an entire army surrender.

He looks at Tris.  "Just wanted to tell you that it's time for dinner." And then he's gone.

He doesn't close the door.

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Sorry it might not be that good... I'm not really feeling writing right now... Hope you enjoyed it though! :)