Divergent from Four's POV

by roasted and toasted

We all know what Tris was thinking throughout the book, but what about Four? This is my take on what he was thinking. Only my second fanfiction so I am still new to the site. Rated T because it's Divergent!

1. Chapter 1

Hello my muffins! This is my first Divergent fanfiction and I decided to try Four's POV. Thank you for reading, and please review! (Sorry it's so short, the chapters will get longer)
~Olaf:)

Chapter 1

I roll out of bed with a groan. Today the initiates arrive, I will have to train them for a grueling two weeks. I sigh. But then I will be free. No more Eric. No more fear landscapes. No more regrets of my cowardice. But I will still be running away, I think. I shake the thought from my head and get ready to head to the net.

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I stand silently next to Lauren as we wait for the first jumper. I hear the others making bets, but I don't join. Soon we hear the squeal of the train and a scream. A few bow their heads, suddenly serious. At least one person falls each year, or so I am told. Suddenly, a gray blur drops into the net. I see that it is a petite abnegation girl, her blonde hair out of its ordinary bun and splayed around her head in a halo. She covers her face with her hands and laughs, and I reach my hand out with Lauren. She grabs my hand and a spark of electricity shoots up my arm. I pull her out and somehow manage to catch her before she falls. She stands and I notice her stormy blue-gray eyes. Lauren interrupts my thoughts. " Can't believe it. A Stiff, the first to jump? Unheard of." I feel a sudden urge to protect this girl. If her past is anything like mine, then... "There's a reason why she left them, Lauren." I reply. I turn back to the girl. "What's your name?" "Um..." I allow a small smile to curl my lips, thinking of the first time I got here. "Think about it. You don't get to pick again." "Tris." She says firmly. "Tris." I hear Lauren repeat. "Make the announcement, Four." I look over my shoulder at the Dauntless hiding in the shadows. "First jumper- Tris!" I shout, and the crowd appears out of the darkness, cheering and shouting. Another initiate has jumped, and is screaming the whole way down, but I pay her no attention. Instead, I place my hand on Tris's back. "Welcome to Dauntless."