The wheels in her brain begin to turn.
"Well, he doesn't want to be found," she mumbles. "But that just adds to the challenge."
"Please don't Chris," I sigh. "Just leave him be."
"But-" she argues.
"How about this," I recommend. "We keep playing this game, and you can find him later, fair?"
"Sounds fair," she agrees with a bit of hesitation.
We keep playing for hours.
— Greg shall take you to the next day—
I am woken up by the light coming through Zeke's blinds. Everyone lays scattered on the floor.
I'm nervous, for today, we pick jobs.
Somehow, Toby and I got through last night without anyone finding out about us, we don't know when or how to tell them.
But it will probably be after Christina gives up looking for him.
Speaking of Christina, she stirs next to me and slowly opens her eyes.
"Ehhhh," she moans, covering her eyes with her hands after she sees the light that woke me up. (An: me)
If I wasn't so used to waking up early in abnegation, I'm sure that I would be like that.
"Morning Tris," she groans.
"Morning," I greet. "We should probably get out of here before everyone else wakes up."
"Why?" She asks.
"Because who knows what each of us remember from last night."
"I don't know what happened after I was dared to find your lost love," she smirks.
"Same," I confess.
I wonder who will remember.
"Let's go," she agrees.
And the two of us head to breakfast.
Guys, I'm really sorry about my updates. Sometimes I update every day and other times I update once a month. And my explanation for that is life is crazy. I just had my birthday and Easter and a bunch of other stuff that has to do with religion. Thanks for understanding