“Awkwardness aside, it's nice to be liked.”

“Are you conceding?' he says, his mouth falling open with mock surprise. 'Seems like that serum did you some good after all...' I shove him as hard as I can. 'Take that back. Take it back now.' 'Okay, okay!' He puts up his hands. 'It's just... I'm not very nice either, you know. That's why I like you so- ' 'Out!' I shout, pointing at the door.”

“Independent and uninvolved. Must be nice. -Tris”

“The floor is solid metal in some places and metal grating in others. Everything smells like rotting garbage and fire."Don't say I never took you anywhere nice," Peter says."Wouldn't dream of it," I say.”

“I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together."That's why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.”

“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-”

“It's like he knows, he knows I have a thing for her.”