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“Don’t,” she says “Don’t get fking moony on me, Nick Because if you do, I am out of here faster than Norah Get it?”

I nod Try not to look at her skin

“Good” Tris lets loose a snal “I don’t want to talk about us”

You never did, I think

When someone breaks up with you, their beauty—which you took such satisfaction in—suddenly becoht now She’s even ht so the shadows hit in just the right way It feels like a rebuke

We sit in silence for a second She takes a drag She’s cine sitcom The silence doesn’t bother her at all, but it freaks the hell out of me So I do what I always vowed not to do, and always foundanyway I throw “I miss you” into the breach It even feels eht person

“Don’t start that again,” Tris says, but without the edge I was expecting “It doesn’t prove anything except that I don’t feel the saarette, and an ear turned toward the club “They sound kick-ass tonight, don’t they? I thought the big ti I should’ve slept with Owen O while I had the chance Then I would’ve been only one degree of spreaderation froets to hihter after a fking fruit”

“April,” I say

“What?”

“April You said you wanted to nahter April”

Tris shoots me a curious look “Did I? I don’t know if it’s sweet or scary that you remember that”

I find the courage to ask, “Aren’t sweet and scary the sa to you?”

She grins a little at ht and nods “Maybe Sorry”

“Sorry?”

“Yeah Sorry”

She draws more of the e across the street from us

“Tris, I—”

“Do you like her?”

“What?”

“Norah Do you like her?”

“Can you like someone who confuses the hell out of you?”