Are You Asking Me To Undress, Tris?'

Beatrice," She Says. "beatrice, We Have To Run." She Pulls My Arm Across Her Shoulders And Hauls Me To My Feet. She Is Dressed Like My Mother And She Looks Like My Mother, But She Is Holding A Gun, And The Determined Look In Her Eyes Is Unfamiliar To Me.

Tris," He Says. "what Did They Do To You? You're Acting Like A Lunatic." "that's Not Very Nice Of You To Say," I Say. "they Put Me In A Good Mood, That's All. And Now I Really Want To Kiss You, So If You Could Just Relax-

You Always Look Like Someone's Sucked The Life Right Out Of You When Something Fascinates You. -tris

Some People Will Always Fear Change. But We Can't Indulge Them.

It's Not Cruelty, Maybe, But A Desire To Understand That Motivates Them.