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I glance at Tris. She grins at me, then leans in to whisper something to Christina. "Are you here to help or what, Stiff?" I say.
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He turns toward me. I want to touch him, but I’m afraid of his bareness; afraid that he will make me bare too. ‘Is this scaring you, Tris?’ ‘No,’ I croak. I clear my throat. ‘Not really. I’m only…afraid of what I want.’ ‘What do you want?’ Then his face tightens. ‘Me?’ Slowly I nod.
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Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.
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You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris
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What's your name? Um... Think about it. You don't get to pick again. Tris.
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