Tobias walks with his hand intertwined in my own, smiling as we pass by the other rowdy students. "I'll be right back." He tells me, walking to his locker. 

I go over two rows to my own locker, and grab my textbook. Before it's even in my hand, my shoulder get's slammed back against the locker, and I cry out. "What the hell stiff? You got me fired!" Peter spits, actually spits in my face. 

I wince, "Back off, you were a pervert to a bunch of us. You deserved it!" 

He groans in frustration, pushing me harder, "How am I supposed to get a job now?" 

"Don't be a dick!" I hiss, stomping his foot. 

Peter throws me onto the ground, where I land on someone's backpack, "Watch your back, I'm going to get revenge stiff." 

I stand back up, ignoring the stares from the other people that watched. 

"What are you doing on the ground Bea?" Tobias asks, startling me. 

"Nothing, I just tripped and fell." I fib, walking back to my locker. 

He shakes his head, "I'm not stu-"

"It's fine!" I interject, shutting the door. 

"Well, the last time you said that, you ended up in the hospital," He mumbles, "I'm just looking out for you." 

I sigh, "Just, drop it. It's not a big deal. I'm clumsy, you know that." 

He shakes his head, "You know you don't have to hide things from me, but if you don't want to tell me, then that's up to you." 

I walk away, irked by his overprotective manner. This is what drew us apart after my fight with Lauren, and I don't want it to drive us apart again. Still, if he knows, then Tobias might actually end up in jail. 

I'm pulled away from my thoughts from a certain pansycake tackling me to the ground, "Watch out Tris!" 

I scream, pushing Uriah off of me, "What the hell?" 

Zeke runs by, laughing like a constipated walrus, and slaps Uri on the head, "Tag! You're it!" 

Uriah helps me up, "We've been playing tag since last night, I had to sleep in the pantry. We're trying to play the longest game of tag ever." 

"Well, just don't tackle me anymore, alright?" I sigh, pulling at the hem of my shirt. 

"No promises!" He calls out, running back to his brother. 

I grab my bag from the floor, and head off to History. 

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"So he tackled you too? How many people are playing at this point?" Christina groans, while applying another layer of lip gloss.

 I lean against the sink, just wanting to get back to lunch, "I think it's Zeke, Uriah, Will, Lynn, Four, Eric and Al. Lynn is beating all of their asses." 

She laughs, packing her makeup back up, "I guess it's fine, as long as they don't ruin my face again."

We walk back to the lunchroom, where it's just starting still. The first time we tried to walk in, both of us were tackled by our boyfriends. I grab some pizza, a cheese breadstick, two slices of Dauntless cake and a water, pay, and get to my seat. Tobias makes me sit in between him and Zeke, and Christina sit's on the other side between him and Will. They are kicking each other under the table. 

I take a bite of the pizza, which as always, is greasy as hell. "Do they fry this in olive oil or something?" I complain, setting it on a napkin to get the grease off. 

Tobias laughs, kicking Zeke on my other side, "Probably."

"Stop kicking me Four." 

He gets kicked back, which results in Zeke kicking my shin as well. I groan, standing up, "If anyone doesn't want to be kicked, I'll be grabbing a different table for lu-" Before the words can escape my mouth, Zeke accidentally sweeps my foot out from under me, and I fall off of the bench, flat onto the floor. 

"Zeke I swear to g-"

"Sorry!" He screeches, helping me up, "You're it!" 

I nearly growl, and don't even sit back down, "I'm it, am I?" My hand digs into one of the slices of Dauntless cake, and I smash it all over his face and shirt. He squeals like a little girl, trying to throw his apple juice at me, but it backfires and splashes all over Tobias and Christina. 

"Seriously?" She screams, throwing her salad at him, which also ends up with ranch on Lauren. She yells, grabbing a handful of pasta and throwing it at everybody. 

Then all hell breaks loose. Someone's yells, "Food fight!" I laugh, smashing my other piece of Dauntless cake on Tobias. He throws me over his shoulder, and hands me a water bottle, "I'll spin, you throw!" 

He revolves around, and I open the bottle so everybody gets wet. That's backfires, when Lynn tackles Tobias, and I fall down right on top of him. She smashes pizza on my shirt, and I push her away. Someone went into the lunch line, so theirs a tray of foot cups for the taking. I grab a few and throw them through the air, where the juice drizzles onto a bunch of students. 

Someone throws ice cream at me, which drips down my leggings. I squeal, throwing Zeke's fries back. Tobias grabs me again, and 'refills my ammo' with a full Dauntless cake and some open apple juice containers. 

Uriah tries to throw grapes at me, but I duck and smack in across the face with more cake. He starts chasing, so I run around the table and duck for cover. Marlene helps me by knocking him down, and dumping ice cream on him. I pour the juice onto Will's head, and he smears a chicken sandwich across my shirt. 

"What is going on here?" Principal Matthews voice cuts through the chaos. 

I stop right before throwing the cake at Will, and back down. I'm covered in ice cream, cake, salad, fruit, chicken sandwich and pizza. 

The room falls dead silent. "Well, how did this start?" She inquires, her heels clicking as she walks. 

Someone yells, "We all did it!" 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Principal Matthews responds, peering into the crowd. 

"We all started it!" Another person yells. 

I'm glad to know that people actually have my back here. 

She sighs, shaking her head, "Last warning, another event like this, and everybody is on silent lunch for a week! Clean yourselves off." 

We all burst into laughter as soon as she leaves, a food covered mess of teens. 

"I've got our clothes, come on girls!" Christina calls to our group, walking towards the locker hall. 

I follow right behind her, and we trail a full buffet of food from our footsteps. Christina grabs the bag from the empty locker underneath hers, which is full of clothing, and we all go for the gym showers. I hate them, but we are all a mess. 

Christina hands out towels, and I pull back a curtain and take off the food covered clothing. The water is lukewarm, as it always is, but it has high pressure so I get cleaned off quickly. The other girls from the cafeteria have filled up the locker room, waiting for the showers to get washed off. 

Lynn hands me the shampoo from under the stall, and I wash my hair out. 

"Hurry up Tris, others are waiting for the showers!" Christina yells at me, a few stalls over. 

"I'll be out in a minute!" I respond, passing the shampoo to Marlene, who's in the stall next to me. 

I turn off the water, and grab my towel from right outside the area. When the curtain is pulled back, there are dozens of girls lined up, ready to shower off our mess at the cafeteria. 

"That was more fun than we've had all year in school." Tessa laughs, patting my shoulder as I walk to Christina's bag of clothes. 

"I thought so too, it's been insane." I respond, grabbing my items. 

A few other girls offer thanks for a fun time as I approach the main locker room, where I drop the towel and get dressed. The lovely Christina packed me some black leggings with a cream colored sweater, and matching boots. Being herself, there is also a black hat and gloves to piece the coloring together in a Christina-like fashion. 

By the time I've dried off and gotten dressed, the others have joined me. All of our outfits are similar, just in different color palettes. Marlene's is pink and white, Christina's black and yellow, Lynn's all black, Lauren's black and blue, and Shauna's orange and white. 

"Did you purposely try to make us look like a white girl squad?" I ask, as we head out of the locker room. 

Christina laughs, "I just wanted to make shopping easy, I had no idea we would all need our outfits on the same day!" 

The guys meet up with us outside of the lunch room, which is now closed off for the janitor's to clean. Tobias swings an arm over my shoulder, "You all look adorable." 

I bury my head in his chest, "Sure." 

"Well you do, I'm simply stating the facts!" He defends. 

To be fair, I do look, and probably feel, like a giant teddy bear. We all head off to gym, which nobody will be participating in after everyone has gotten showers, for once, all of us happy for just enjoying ourselves.