The sun is peeking in and out between the clouds making the leaves on the tree cast a shadow across the front lawn of the apartment building where I sit, my cell is pressed to my ear, fingers on my other hand fiddling with a lock of hair.

"What do you mean they switched rooms on you?" My grandma is doing everything but yelling through the phone.

"Well the tenant didn't move out of the apartment that the landlord was going to rent to me. So she offered me an open apartment on the second floor. And which I couldn't say no. I'm already miles away and I would have no where else to stay." I start to stand up and dust of the back of my jeans, I don't know why but there could be grass on there or whatever. "So I have to take it."

"And that's why I wanted your brother to go with you!" I hear her yelling away from the phone.

"I have to go now Grandmama. I love you, bye." I hang up and slip my phone into my bag in the front seat of the moving truck. I've already unhooked and parked my car in the parking lot now to unload what's in the truck itself.

I slide open the back and grab the dolly. One thing I do know is when moving with a dolly always pack it last. I wheel it down the ramp and over the curb to set next to the moving truck. I walk back up to get boxes. I carry two large boxes up to my door setting them down to open it and stare at my barren studio apartment. I set a box in front of the door to keep it open as I carry the boxes in. I'm down to a few boxes left when I start wondering how I'm going to get the heavy stuff up the stairs.

"Hey." I walk to the end of the truck and poke my head out two young men are standing there, one with the dolly in his hands. "Would you like some help?" He asks me.

"Oh thank you!" I hop down. "I was suppose to be on the first floor but I ended up having to move into the second and wasn't notified until I got here. My name's Tris."

"Well, Tris, I'm Tobias and this is my friend Eric. You can thank Christina." Tobias points at a car leaving the lot. "She knocked on our door to ask if we could help you. She's cousins with one of our friends who lives here in the apartment buildings. She saw you needed help and we happened to be over here."

"Oh that was very nice." I smile and Tobias smiles back his dark blue eyes crinkling at the corners. I grab the rest of the boxes as he and Eric grab the furniture. Once I clear the boxes out of the way and have them stacked in the kitchen area I go out to help them carry things up.

I grab the end of my dresser and Tobias shakes his head. "You don't have to do that."

"Are you saying I can't?" I start heaving it up the stairs in the dolly by myself. "Because my older brother and I moved ourselves into our grandmama's house when-" I stop. I shouldn't tell strangers about this. "Never mind. I can help get the furniture up too. Wouldn't be nice if I made you two do all the work."

Eric walks around to the other end and looks over my shoulder. "Better not argue, Four."

"Four?"

"It's an old nickname that I wish people would drop." Tobias walks back out to grab the next thing after shooting a glare in Eric's direction.

"You two seem very different." I tell Eric once we've made it up the flight of stairs.

"What do you mean?" He pushes the dolly through and looks at me a pierced eyebrow raised. I point at a wall next to where I'll put the bed. I shake my head. Maybe they have been friends a long time and used to have more in common. Eric sighs. "We grew up on the same street. Never talked and then one day a kid was trying to start shit. I was probably fifteen maybe almost sixteen and I knocked his teeth out. Well the kid's mother called the cops and Four saved me from a court date by saying that he was with me doing homework. Well my aunt didn't care. As long as I was out of trouble she'd go along with anything and agreed that we were over there all night."

I shake my head, "and you just got off like that?"

He smirks at me. "I get off just like that a lot." He gives me a wink and I wrinkle my nose.

"Gross." I laugh, "well you have stated the first sign of friendship, Eric. Innuendos!"

Tobias comes through the door, "Eric, you are missing out!" He has my platform bed frame on one end and a girl with short deep red hair is carrying the other end. "Thank you, Lauren."

"Yo, Eric." She waves. "New girl."

"Tris." I stick my hand out and she shakes it.

"I live catty-corner of you. My boyfriend Max lives there. These two knuckle-heads are friends of ours. So they're over there more times then not." She smiles. "I like your hair, I like all the colors."

"Oh, thank you." I twirl a teal lock around my finger.

"What is it? Purple, blue and teal?" She smiles, a stone glittering above her lip next to her nose.

I nod, "so uhm. You can put the frame here." I walk over to the walled of section and point. "I have a bedside table that goes here and so the bed will be next to it."

Tobias nods and he and Lauren carry the bed frame over. I head out to help grab something else, Eric follows. "He will yell if we just stand around, or well he'll yell at me. He likes you."

"Well that's good I mean he doesn't know me enough but I guess I'm likeable." I climb up the back of the truck and grab the futon.

"Well yeah I guess but I mean he likes you. One of the reasons he dragged me out here. He just had to meet you. So if he asks you out on a date don't feel obligated to say yes because he helped you today." Eric lifts up the other end. "You're not really his type. He goes for more defined, bigger is better to him. And you're flashy, I guess. Normally his girls aren't so brave with their hairstyles and such. Though you do have something about you. Maybe your idiocy at moving without help."

"Excuse me? I told you-"

"I'm joking." He shakes his head. We climb down from the truck and carry the futon up.

"What about you?" I tighten my grip as we start to ascend the stairs.

"What about me what?" He looks at me, some of his hair falling into his eyes.

"Am I your type?" His end of the futon slides a little and he stares at me. I start to tell him I'm joking when he opens his mouth.

"My type moves with help instead of on their own."

"I told you-" I get a little angry.

"I know. I know." He sighs. "Landlord switched your apartment because the fucker in it didn't move out."

It's past four when we're finished moving all my furniture into the room. I'm starting to unpack my boxes, putting books on shelves and dishes in the cabinets.

"So, Tris. Is this all new?" Tobias whistles and I turn.

"No uhm, the dishes and the futon are the only things new. I may have to buy a new bed set but everything is from my room back home." I shrug. "I may have a friend and they could fall asleep or want to stay the night and there's a futon for them."

"Don't most girls just share a bed?" Tobias looks at Lauren.

"It could be a boy." She picks up a box labeled clothes and sets it in front of the dresser. "Well new girl I guess we will be seeing you around."

Tobias shuts the door behind them and I scramble my way to my feet and open the door. Tobias is on the other side hand raised to knock. "Oh sorry, uhm. What apartment is Christina's? I'd like to thank her when I can."

"She lives on the third floor. Hey listen I was wondering would you like to go out sometime?" He runs a hand through his hair.

"Sure I'd love to hang out with you guys."

"No I mean you and me. Just you and me. Like as a date." Tobias looks behind him then back at me.

Oh.

Well one date wouldn't hurt now would it.

"Sure." I smile. "Like now?"

"No, no. I'll let you get settled and maybe like Saturday?" He nods and I nod back.

"Here's my number." I grab a sticky note off the counter and write it down before handing it to him, "feel free to give it to Lauren and Eric. Maybe they'll like to try the futon out. I saw the look in Lauren's eyes."

He laughs. "I will let her know that she is welcome to your futon."

I watch him walk to the door catty-corner of mine. Once I have the boxes unpacked I load up the truck and drive it to a gas station before dropping it off at the moving truck place in town. I take a taxi back to the apartment building. My phone in my pocket rings and I look at the caller screen. 'It's Me Mother Fucker' flashing across the screen and I start laughing.

"Hello?" I answer still laughing.

"Do you still have my name as that mother fucker thing? Ow!" There's a crash and I hear his voice far away.. "Grandmama! Ow I'm sorry. Beatrice?" His voice is clearer and closer. "She just smacked me! Yes I understand my potty mouth- I'm going upstairs!" I hear a door shut and I'm laughing harder.

"I take it nothing has changed?" I sit on the steps to the front door.

"Don't say that! A lot has changed, Beatrice." Caleb sighs. "We miss you here. Grandmama had me do the dishes by myself after dinner!"

"Oh no you poor thing." I giggle.

"I know. Then she had me watch this thing on the history channel and every time I corrected the people on there she threw her knitting yarn at me!" He says like it was the worst thing to happen to him.

I sit outside and talk to my brother for a while before we say our goodbyes and I walk back up to my apartment. I pull the key out of my pocket and unlock the door before shutting and locking it behind me. I walk over to the bed and fall face first into the pillows. That night I fall asleep thinking about the people I've already met, the family I left behind, and of my parents.

I wake up the next day still dressed. I roll out of bed and head for the bathroom. Once showered I stand in the middle of my room. I'll have to buy a curtain to go over the arch of my bedroom, and possibly a rug for the wooden floor. I towel down my hair before brushing it letting it finish drying into it's natural waves and few curls. I pick up my phone off the table and there's a new message. 'Hello. It's Tobias.'

I respond and set the phone down before grabbing my grocery list note pad and sit on the futon to get started on what I would have in my fridge. My phone chimes and I pick it up. 'What are you up to today?'

I reply with 'nothing much making a grocery list then I have to go to the store to buy said list.'

I pull into the parking lot with a trunk full of groceries. I grab a few bags settling for making multiple trips than risking one of the bags ripping. I'm walking up to the door when a dark skinned woman opens the door for me.

"You must be the new tenant! I'm Christina." She holds her hand out and takes some of the bags.

"Oh thank you! I didn't know what I was going to do moving everything by myself." I walk up to my floor and she follows. The door catty-corner to mine opens and Eric steps out.

"To warn you, Lauren is fixing to come out here and-"

"Shut up, Eric!" The girl shoves around him. "Hello, Christina, how is Will?"

"He's fine. How is my cousin?" She answers as I get the door open and I set the groceries down to return to my car for the rest.

My phone rings in my pocket and I pull it out, hit accept, and wedge it between my cheek and shoulder. "Hello?"

"Hey, uh, Tris. It's me, Tobias."

"Oh hey!" I take bags in each hand and huff.

"Are you busy?" He asks.

"I'm just carrying up groceries." Wouldn't be nice to say he was making it harder by calling, he didn't know.

"Oh, so this is bad time right?"

"Well if you wouldn't mind me sticking my phone into my pocket until I get these upstairs." I lean against the wall leading up to the stairs.

"Not at all." I set the bags down and click mute on him before locking the screen and sticking it in my pocket.

I'm up the stairs and close to my door when it opens for me. Eric is standing there, Christina is just behind him putting away what groceries were already up there. I raise both my eyebrows, did they just let themselves in.

"You keep leaving the door open so-" Eric starts as Christina yells. "We thought if you didn't have to put groceries away and I made you dinner you wouldn't be angry about Lauren."

"Angry?" I carry the rest of the groceries in, Lauren is there curled up on my futon.

"God bless you." She keeps repeating over and over. Since the futon is in bed form I decide that I might want to move it some. Eric takes the bags out of my hands and sets them on the counters. I empty my pockets and grab a hair tie from the bathroom to tie my hair up in a messy bun. I stand next to the futon, arms crossed, Lauren looks up at me and rolls over some so I can sit.

"So like how do you all know each other like who is friends with who?" I lie back on the bed and Christina pipes up.

"Well I was living here first with my cousin Max and then I met my boyfriend Will," She starts.

"How is, Will?" Lauren asks.

"He's doing fine. Anyways and then we moved up a floor because well the apartments are nice. Cheap enough to be very nice. Not ridiculous like over a thousand a month. But so Max has been long time friends with Eric maybe as long as Tobias."

"Shorter." Eric crosses his arms.

She shoots him a look. "Then Max met Lauren online and she moved out here and they met and it was really gross to be honest. They didn't leave the apartment for a while." Lauren laughs.

"So do you all hang out with Tobias? I'm trying to figure out who is friends with who because of who." I flick at Lauren's foot.

"Tobias comes over because of Eric. He's only over here if Eric is but usually only if Max isn't around. Max was here earlier so Tobias didn't come." Lauren taps my thigh. "He has his friends and Eric has his and they just kinda hang out."

"I don't care much for his friends. I tolerate them." Eric starts crumpling up bags and stuffing them into another bag. "I mean you've seen Tobias. How did you describe us. Tris?"

"Different."

"Tobias is a good guy." Eric sits down on the futon, my leg pressed to his back. "But he's not like my other friends and I'm not like his friends. When you meet them you'll see."

I sit up. "Shit!"

"What?" Christina is holding a pan and comes around the corner holding it like a weapon.

I pick up my phone and unlock the screen, the call had been disconnected. I decide to call him back. It rings and I cover the mouthpiece. "Tobias called and I put him on hold and I forgot."

"We've all done that." Lauren waves her hand and I walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

"Hello?" It's Tobias and he sounds annoyed.

"I'm so sorry!" I sit on top of the toilet seat. "I forgot that you were on the line."

"You forgot." His voice is neutral and I sigh.

"I just wanted to sit down for a few seconds. I didn't sleep too well last night." I pop my neck.

"That's fine. I'm sorry. I was just going to ask if we were still on for Saturday or would you like to make it tomorrow night if you're not to busy?" I hear a chime. "Hold on." There's tapping. "So tomorrow?"

"Sure." I bite my thumb.

"I'll pick you up around six then. Bye." The line goes dead and when I walk out Eric and Lauren seem to be in a heated discussion, arguing quietly on the futon as Christina is cooking. I grab plates down from the cabinet.

"Do you mind watching this I'm gonna see if Will is home." She points at a pan on the stove and Lauren sits up.

"Do you mind if I invite Max over?" I shake my head and she leaves behind Christina.

I look at Eric. "You know most people ask if they can come in and all that."

"I know. I'm sorry. Christina thought you wouldn't mind if she started putting the groceries away and before I knew it Lauren was in here flattening out your futon." I poke at the food in the pan as he stands up and walks over to me. "Is that hamburger helper?"

I hum and look up at him. "Did that hurt?"

"Excuse me?"

"The labret." I tap the area below my bottom lip.

He shrugs. "As much as any other piercing. Why?"

"I've always wanted to get a vertical labret but I've heard that they hurt more than normal ones." I furrow my brow.

"And here you are two industrials, a tragus, a conch in one ear and on the other not only do you have the helix pierced all the way around but you have a chain." He raises an eyebrow. "And two nose rings in one nostril. Very vanilla piercings if you ask me."

I frown at him before sticking my tongue out. Jack ass. "I used to have a monroe."

"Like I said. Vanilla piercings." He smiles. "So Tobias called you. And?"

"He asked me out on a date." I reply as Lauren and a dark skinned man walk through the door.

"Hmm." Eric nods and turns. "Max! How was work?"

"Tiring." The man gives a small smile.

"Hello!" I wave. Why the fuck- does anybody knock around here? "I'm Tris."

"Ah the new girl. I've heard a lot about you," here it goes. Yes I know I shouldn't have moved alone. "The one that looks like a female version of Eric but Tobias is strangely interested in you. Do you mind if I sit?" He points at the futon.

"You're the first to ask and yes, you may." I wave my hand. There's a knock and Lauren turns around and opens the door. A blonde haired boy pokes his head in.

"May we come in?" He asks as Christina says. "Just go in!"

"There are people who ask in this building." I throw my hands up. "Yes come in, come in. You can have the futon too. I'm Tris."

Will nods. "I'm sorry about Christina. She can be something."

I give her a look. "She's something alright but hell she did find me helping hands when moving so I don't have a problem with her 'something'." She smacks Will's arm then heads over to the pan.

"Sit I'm supposed to be making you dinner," I go join everyone on the futon. Lauren has hijacked the remote to my TV and is currently switching through channels.

After dinner around nine when Christina and Will leave, Max and Lauren are next. Max stops in the doorway. "You staying on the couch, Eric?"

"Nah, I'll head home." He waves and Max nods before turning to me.

"It was nice meeting you, Tris if you have any problems or anything don't hesitate to knock on my door." He shuts the door and I get up to do dishes.

"I would have made one of them do that." Eric stands awkwardly in the middle of my empty dining area.

"It's no problem. I like washing dishes, good time to listen to music." I shrug and start running hot water to fill the sink.

"Ah music. So what kind do you listen to?" He starts rolling up the sleeves on his arms and walks over to the sink.

"You don't have to help."

"I'm just putting off the walk home." He grabs a towel. "You wash I rinse and put away?"

I nod.

"So music?" He asks again and I shrug.

"Depends on what I want to listen to. Though when cleaning it's mainly EDM."

"The bar I work at plays nothing but EDM every Saturday." He smiles and we finish the dishes in silence.

"Would you like me to drive you home?" I grab my keys and Eric shrugs.

"If you want to."

"I don't mind come on." I show him to my car. A black Honda Civic Si. He looks at me and I raise my eyebrows, "what?"

"Nothing." He starts jiggling the handle. "Let me in mom!"

"God dammit! Don't call me that or I'll make you walk!" I frown as I unlock his door. He ducks down smiling at me.

"You sound just like a mom, you know." I start the engine as he gets in.

I reverse and pull out of the parking lot. "Where do I go, jackass."

"So you turn right up here." He points out and I do. It's fairly quiet so I hand him my phone.

"Do you mind plugging this in for me?"

"No." He does and I take it quickly looking down to unlock it and click shuffle.

"Just so you know I do not know what will pop up at when." I make a face and he laughs.

"I'll judge you silently."

"So tell me about yourself. You were born here correct?"

"Yes." He points over the dash. "Take this exit."

A song by Dashboard Confessional fills the car and I take a second to look at the man in my passenger seat. He is mumbling along with the words head bobbing slightly. I look back at the road, maybe this ride won't be embarrassing. The next song seems to fail me. Eric doesn't seem phased as he goes from "Don't Wait" to "Kiss Me Slowly".

"You hear a lot of music working at a bar. Sometimes songs are slow so people can dance to them. You kinda start hearing it all."

"Admit it you like this music." I smile.

"Never said I didn't." He points. "That building is mine. Thank you for the ride."

"Anytime." I smile, "did Tobias give you my number?"

Eric shakes his head. "Was he supposed to?"

I bite the inside of my cheek. "Well I asked him to give it to you and Lauren. Anyways-"

He picks up my phone and starts tapping at the screen then a phone starts ringing and he takes his out of his pocket. "There I have it now."

"Okay. Don't hesitate to call or text." I watch him close the door and head to his house. I watch him stop and turn around heading towards my car. He looks both ways kind of before walking to my window. Eric is standing there, tongue running over the top of his spider bites. I roll down the window and he ducks down. "Yes?"

He reaches in and pulls my face towards his, his lips press against mine. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and I reach a hand out to grab the back of his neck. Our mouths move against each other for a while. He pulls away, bottom lip swollen. We stare at each other and he stands up.

"Thank you again. For the ride." He rubs the back of his neck and then smiles. "Goodnight, Tris."

"Night." I don't even notice that the window is still down and that my car's silent until I'm pulling into the parking lot of my apartment building.

My mouth is tingling with the memory of Eric's lips and I unplug my phone and grab my keys after shutting off the engine. I sit in my car staring out the windshield, what did I just- what just- what?

I'm up the stairs and through my door in a matter of minutes. I fold up the futon and undress before crawling under the covers of my bed.

My phone buzzes on the nightstand next to me. 'Did you make it home okay?'

'Yes.'

'Listen I'm sorry.'

'I shouldn't have kissed you like that.'

'especially since you're going on a date with Four.'

'Okay? So act like nothing happened?'

'Yeah.'

I lock the screen and set it back down. Well fuck.

It's a few hours before Tobias will come to pick me up and most girls would probably be running around figuring out what would be cute to wear but I'm staring at what's hanging up in my closet wondering what would be practical. Not saying that girls who do that are any less than me but seriously. What if I wear heels and he takes me mini-golfing? Or I wear a dress and it's like hiking. Though I don't think he'd take me hiking at six in the evening. But you never know.

What if I wear jeans and it's this really nice restaurant?

Well... fuck.

I settle for jeans hopefully he will understand. Maybe a little make-up will atone for the unflashiness of my outfit. I tie my hair up into a ponytail and settle for finishing up this email to a potential job. Which only takes a couple of minutes. Why is it when you need to pass the time nothing comes to mind to do except staring at the clock and twiddling your thumbs?

I pick up a book and sit down, opening it and I start reading. My eyes running over the words on the page. There's a knock and I'm torn out of the passage I was reading. I uncurl my legs and stand up.

"Hello?" I stand on the other side.

"Tris?" Tobias asks and I answer the door.

"Sorry, what time is it?" I look around for my phone. Three texts and two calls. "I'm so sorry I was reading and I got sucked in." I grab my keys and my bag before slipping into my flats and we head down to his car a blue Dodge Challenger. "So what are we doing?"

"We are going to go play mini-golf with my friends Zeke and Shauna." He smiles at me from the driver's side and I nod slowly.

"Okay." Mini-golfing good thing I didn't wear heels.

"So why did you move here?"

I shrug. "Looking for work."

"Ah, something I can help with?" He smiles.

"Probably not. I've already emailed who I needed to and sent in my portfolio. Just have to wait for an email back and an interview." I take out my phone and check my email. Nothing, though I should give them time.

"So here we are!" He parks the car next to a orange Dodge Dart and the occupants inside get out. He gets out and a man a little lighter than Christina gets out and he and Tobias do the bro hug. A dark haired girl gets out and I open the car door and stand awkwardly off to the side.

"Oh, Zeke, Shauna, this is Tris. Tris, this is my best friend Zeke and his girlfriend Shauna." Tobias smiles and I wave.

"Hello." Shauna hugs me and I shake Zeke's hand.

"Let's go play some mini golf!" Zeke takes Shauna's hand and Tobias and I follow. Once we've all paid and we select our clubs and balls then we start at hole one. Zeke decides that he will go first to see who will putt first. He hits the ball and it rolls down the green of the first course stopping near the left of the goal. He turns to look at us, "winner picks dinner and the movie after?"

"Dinner and a movie?" I look at Tobias who gives me an impish smile.

"I thought you'd enjoy it hanging out with me and them."

Shauna goes next and hits it not as hard as Zeke and it travels half way, Tobias after her. He hits it more to the right and it looks like he and Zeke may be tied on the first hole. But not known to any of them my parents, Caleb, and I used to do this all the time and I'm quite good at this. Should have done it by teams.

It's my turn and Tobias looks at me. "Just try your best okay, Zeke likes to turn everything into a competition."

"He's just telling you that because you guys are gonna lose! There's this place where I've been dying to eat and I will!" Zeke punches Tobias' arm and I roll my eyes. I position the ball and myself so and swing the club. The ball rolls down the green and sinks into the cup. Birdie.

I go get my ball and join the group, club over my shoulder. "What? Should've asked if I was good or not and I would have told you that my brother and I used to participate in this like mini-golf competition." I smile at them, "just try your best, okay?"

"Damn," Shauna raises an eyebrow. "I think you've met your match, babe."

We are an hour in and on the twelfth hole. I've managed to finish this course with another birdie, my third one of the evening, when my phone buzzes in my pocket. I watch Zeke and Tobias "discuss" if Zeke's last shot was in fact out of bounds as I pull it out of my pocket.

'So how's the date?' -Eric

'Kinda boring. Mini-golf.'

'Even though I haven't been since my dad last took me.'

'Mmm, who's winning?'

'I am. Zeke and Tobias are tied.'

'What does the winner get?'

'To pick dinner and a movie.'

'I don't know anywhere around here that's good.'

'The pizzeria Alejandro's is good.'

'As for a movie Tobias likes horror.'

'I don't care about what they like I want what I like.'

'Hmm. Action or mystery?'

'I like mystery but if there's only action then I'll take that.'

'There's a movie out doing really well.'

'It's called 'Down the Tracks' Starts at nine-forty.'

'Thank you, Eric.'

"Who you talking to?" Shauna taps her chin and I quickly lock my phone and drop it into my pocket.

"Is it my turn? Was it out of bounds or not?" I tilt my head.

"Who knows I kinda shut it out. But yeah it's your turn. I hope you win. I would've liked to mainly for two reasons, one because Zeke and Four like horror movies and there's one out and I hate horror. Zeke likes taking me to them because, well, I hide into his chest."

"Ah," I nod and Zeke and Tobias walk over.

"We're gonna go get something to drink, want anything?" Tobias looks at me and I nod.

"A water, please." They leave to the stand and Shauna holds up two fingers.

"Because there's this romantic movie out about this couple and one gets put in a coma and she's pregnant and gives birth and like the guy has to raise the baby on his own." She sighs and I nod.

"Okay." I say as I swing my club and get farther than the others. I'll make sure we do.

"Man that sucks!" Zeke frowns at me. "You're too good!"

I shrug. The ending score had been me with a negative two, Tobias with a two, Zeke with three and Shauna with five.

"So, since Tris is new I think we should take her to that place near the mall." Tobias throws his arm over my shoulders and I shake my head.

"I want to go to Alejandro's and I remember there being a movie I was thinking of that one that Shauna was telling me about. What was it called?"

Shauna's eyes light up and she smiles. "Taking Forever!"

"Okay let's go see that." I smile and we part to our rides.

"Wow, I had no idea you were so good!" Tobias is very animated on the way to the pizzeria. More so then at the start of our date. "So what made you want to pick this place?"

"Eric told me that-"

"Oh." Tobias' eyes narrow. "Did he now."

"What?" I cross my arms.

"Nothing."

"It's obviously something, Tobias." I say as he parks the car and turns towards me.

"Eric's nice and all that but he's not the best person. To be honest I really wouldn't be around him all that much if we weren't living together and if I didn't feel like I owed him something."

"Owed him?" I put a hand on the door handle.

"Yeah he use to help me with homework and saved me from paying a rent on my own. Just he has money and no one knows where he gets it from, working at a bar surely doesn't bring in that much even with tips. Plus have you seen him?"

"Excuse me?" I open the door and exit. Zeke and Shauna are waiting and I join them.

"What did you do?" Zeke walks over to Tobias and Shauna leans down.

"Are you okay?"

"Just fine." I walk into the pizzeria and wait.

All through dinner I refuse to meet Tobias' eyes. Zeke sets down his drink ad shoots Tobias a look before looking at me. "So Four told me you're looking for a job. What are you interested in?"

"Well I have a bachelor's in photography. So probably something like that." I take a bite of my pizza while making a mental note to thank Eric for suggesting this place. The movie however was everything I knew it was going to be. Sad, Shauna started crying, Zeke groaned, and I went through a bit of déjà vu. When we part ways, Tobias taking the road back to the apartment complex does he apologize. Sort of.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I didn't mean that there was something wrong with the way you looked. I mean you look nice, not too many piercings on your face. Just so many ruin your face." He shrugs.

"You know it could be worse. Instead of him having spider bites on one side, a nose ring, his eyebrows, ears and what ever else there is. He could have every inch pierced. People do that. His is vanilla compared to some of the people I've seen in shops." I rest my head against the window.

"Why are you so defensive of him?" Tobias' knuckles go white.

"I'm defensive over me and what I like to do with my body. By making fun of one you make fun of all of us." I bite my lips, I sound just like my dad.

"Whatever. Just forget I said anything." He turns on the radio and I stare out at the street. When we pull up he turns the car off before looking at me. He takes a deep breath. "Listen I really am sorry."

"Okay." I still don't look at him.

"Would you like to go out again some time? Just us two. It'll be better I promise and I'll try not to insult you." Tobias smiles and I nod.

"Fine, I like art galleries." I shrug.

"Deal!" He smiles. "Want me to walk you to your door?"

"No thank you." I unbuckle my set belt.

"Tris?"

"Yes?" I say as I turn to him and next thing I know his mouth is on mine. Timid at first, almost as if he doesn't want to kiss me. He pulls away and blinks before diving in for a second kiss, a much harder second kiss.

"Goodnight, Tris. I'll let you pick the time and date of our next date?"

"Sounds like a deal." I smile before leaving the car.