I laugh shakily. โYouโre a little scary, Four.โ โDo me a favor,โ he says, โand donโt call me that.โ โWhat should I call you, then?โ โNothing.โ He takes his hand from my face. โYet.
Veronica RothBut there's so much that was a lie, it's hard to figure out what was true, what was real, what matters.
Veronica RothWe believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and thrive. If you also believe in those things, we welcome you.
Veronica RothI have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.
Veronica RothDo you know him well?" I ask.I am too curious; I always have been. "Everyone knows Four," she says. "We were initiates together.I was bad at fighting,so he taught me every night after everyone was asleep." She scratches the back of her neck, her expression suddenly serious. "Nice of him." She gets up and stands behind the members sitting in the doorway. In a second, her serious expression is gone,but I still feel rattled by what she said, half confused by the idea of Four being "nice" and half wanting to punch her for no apparent reason.
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