I step onto the train and everyone follows. Laughing and giggling. I smile and sit on one of the cushioned seats, resting the empty urn on my lap. It took me a while to ditch my old Dauntless habit of chasing and leaping on and off the train, but I'm getting used to just waiting and calmly stepping on. The urn is noticeably lighter, I run my hand over it and sigh.
"So you really don't want to go zip lining again, Four?" Zeke asks and flashes a smile.
"What do you think?" I send a glare his way, but he knows it's just in good fun.
"Come on, don't be a pansycake!" He laughs. Shauna takes a seat in her wheelchair and rolls her eyes. Christina giggles and sits down next to me. Cara says nothing, although a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips.
"Nice burn." Christina slaps her hand over her mouth to keep her laughter inside. "I hope you didn't hurt Four's feelings."
"It's not my fault if he bursts out in tears," Zeke gives a smirk. "Some pans- people can't handle how cool I am."
"Don't worry, It'll take a lot more than some name calling." I smirk back.
"Oh really? Arm wrestle me! Right here, right now!" He flexes his arms. "See something you like, Cara? Ow!" His face twists in pain as Shauna rolls over his foot.
"My bad, forgot to put my brakes on." She runs a hand through her hair and looks out the train window.
"Actually I don't." Cara gives a small snort. Christina looks her up and down, her time in Candor trained her to tell the difference between the truth and a lie. From how Christina doesn't immediately react tells me Cara is probably telling the truth.
"Then who are you interested in, Cara?" Christina questions.
"I'm not interested in anyone." Cara folds her arms. Christina smiles, signaling Cara isn't totally truthful.
"Lier! Who is it?!" We all press in close, the other people on the train give us some odd looks but then go back to their own business.
"It's no one!"
"Oooohhh! Is it Caleb?!" Christina leans in closer. Before Cara can answer, a cellphone rings. I check my pocket. Christina checks hers. Zeke checks his. Shauna checks hers. Cara tenses. We all look at her as she takes her phone out of her back pocket.
"Hello…?" She asks. The voice on the other side is too muffled and quiet to hear. "Oh hey…. Caleb…."
Christina and Shauna squeal, while Zeke and I make kissing noises.
"Damn, I knew I shoulda put down money." Zeke stamps his foot.
"Uh, I'll call you later…" Cara hangs up. "Will you shut up….!"
"So…" Zeke winks and wiggles his eyebrows. I quickly look away, his antics still bring up images of Uriah...
"So what?" Cara snaps. Zeke quickly puts Shauna between him and Cara.
"So, have you two fuc- Ow! Stop hurting me!" Zeke slumps onto the seat and clutches his foot.
"These brakes, ya know…? Keep coming unlocked." Shauna shrugs. "You don't have to tell us."
Cara blushes and keeps her arms folded. The train wheels screech and the train slows down. The door opens and our group piles out. Zeke rolls Shauna out, her braces resting on her legs. We all laugh as Zeke limps and whimpers with every step.
"It isn't funny! This really hurts!" He pouts. Zeke's pout quickly turns into an evil smirk as he ruffles Shauna's hair. She slaps his hand away and chuckles. I've always wondered why they haven't become an official couple yet.
"We should get together like this more often." I say.
"Definitely." Christina agrees. We all nod to each other and depart. The urn previously holding Tris' ashes is clutched to my chest. I rub the back of my neck, sensing my faction tattoos. I frown as I watch my friends walk away, disappointed they didn't notice the three black birds tattooed on my collarbone that weren't there before.