Farewell initiates! You have all been the best. Every review brings me joy and it makes me sad to say good bye to this story. I love you all!

Special shoutout to the person who started this story! Mrs. EatonJacksonWatersGoode13 who I now believe is Mrs. Unpleasant had originally started this story with the first chapter and gave it to me to adopt.

Warning: Be brave.

I don't own Divergent or the movie the Jerk Theory.

Tobias POV

"...and it's my pleasure to announce that you all have made it. Ladies and gentlemen, the class of 2015!"

I throw my cap up in the air and throw my arms around Zeke. We've graduated, I think. I smile broadly at everyone, high on the feeling of delight and happiness.

I feel a small body wrap around my and I look down to stare into beautiful stormy grey-blue eyes. My love.

"Congrats Tobias," she whispers. I lean down to kiss her, only to have her pulled away.

"We did it!" her best friend, Christina yells and jumps in joy. She wraps her arm around my girlfriend and hugs her very tightly.

"Don't strangle her," Uriah comes up and says. "Four here just might kill you."

Christina chuckles then lets go. Soon after, Uriah picks up Tris and spins her around along with giving her a death grip.

Tris shrieks in surprise. When Uriah puts her down, I snatch her back up before anyone else can take her again. I pull her into my body and like a puzzle piece, we fit perfectly. She giggles and leans up to kiss my cheek. I turn my head and catch her lips instead. We pull back grinning.

Tris POV

UCLA

Strong arms wrap around me. I do not scream. I could recognize his scent anywhere.

I turn around, ignoring the shouts from my friends and give my captor and long, hard kiss.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, bewildered.

"I go to school here you ding-dong," Tobias replies.

"Hello? Tris? This is your boyfriend?" I turn back to see my new friends and smile. I nod. They drop their mouths open like fish. The sight is quite comical.

"Holy frick, he's hella hot!" Amar yells. His eyes widen in embarrassment and his face turns pink. Tobias chuckles and holds his hand out.

"Nice to meet you guys," his deep voice makes everyone swoon.

He makes conversation with my friends as I stare into his eyes.

"Wait, did you say you go to school here?" I ask, bewildered.

"Yes, I did. Do you need to see a doctor babe?" he asks. I glare at him.

"You lied. You told me you were going to UCSD, not UCLA." He smiles meekly at me.

"I wanted to surprise you, and think about it. I mean this is a way shorter commute to the studio than San Diego. We all know I'm here for music. And you of course. Definitely you." I glare at him a minute longer before I attack him with a kiss.

"So, how did I land a rock star?" I question.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close. "Well at first, I thought you were just like any other chick- girl, I mean girl. But after you continued to reject me, I realized that you weren't. And I also realized that I was going to have to change some of my ideals around-"

"Ah, the infamous Jerk Theory," I state.

"Wait you know about that?" he says, bewildered.

I nod. "Everyone knows about it, Tobias."

"Well okay then. How did I ever win you over?"

I think and smile, "It took a while, but paintballing. When we were climbing the ferris wheel, you really showed a side of yourself that I'd never seen before."

"Please don't ever make me climb somewhere high again," he pleads. I laugh and kiss him again.

He lifts me up and spins me around as I smile into his lips. We get lost in each other and I blatantly ignore my friends

Tobias POV

Ah, the Jerk Theory. Well, I used to be the jerk, but I am really a nice guy. And it really didn't work out for me. I guess when it comes down to it, if you find the right girl, all you have to be is yourself. For me, I realized that the nice guy does win. It might just take a little longer.

With that thought in mind, after pouring everything we had into each other, after the relentless push and pull of each other, after all the problems we've had to endure to get to one another, well, it was damn well worth it. I got the girl. I got myself back as well.

We always came back to each other. We always chose each other- mistake after mistake. We proved that we could do well together. We proved that we could live without one another (though extremely difficult), but why would we want to? We didn't want to.

So, once her eyes were closed in content, mouth slightly open, bare, and she was completely with me, I finally let it go.

Before closing my eyes, I tucked Tris Prior into my arms, and forever, tucked away the Jerk Theory.

The End.