ttrispriorrr

themortal-divergent-diaries:

All thoughts of being careful around Four leave me.
"Were you a transfer too?"
    “I thought I would only have trouble with the Candor asking too many questions,” he says coldly. “Now I’ve got Stiffs, too?”
    “It must be because you’re so approachable,” I say flatly. “You know. Like a bed of nails.”
    He stares at me, and I don’t look away. He isn’t a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It’s my choice.
    Heat rushes into my cheeks. What will happen when this tension breaks.
    But he just says, “Careful, Tris.” —- (Divergent, Chapter 7)