“Tris!” someone calls from the end of the hallway. Uriah jogs toward me. Behind him are Lynn and Marlene. Lynn is holding a muffin. “Thought I would find you here.” He crouches near my feet. “I heard you got ranked first.” “So you just wanted to congratulate me?” I smirk. “Well, thanks.” “Someone should,” he says. “And I figured your friends might not be so congratulatory, since their ranks aren’t as high. So quit moping and come with us. I’m going to shoot a muffin off Marlene’s head.” The idea is so ridiculous I can’t stop myself from laughing. I get up and follow Uriah to the end of the hallway, where Marlene and Lynn are waiting. Lynn narrows her eyes at me, but Marlene grins. “Why aren’t you out celebrating?” she asks. “You’re practically guaranteed a top ten spot if you keep it

