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Chapter One

Working in the medical ward wasn't a cake walk, but it's one that she'd never take back. Sure she had to deal with a lot of people who either hurt themselves trying to see who was braver; idiots, and the one's who ACTUALLY needed medical assistance.

Sitting at the desk, which was wide and slim to be out of the way, she just finished up paper work from the last patient. Putting his chart away, she looked up to see her friend who was looking like she was going to collapse at any moment.

"Cheer up Morg, your shift is almost over! Then you can go and party with your friends again tonight, or go straight home and go to sleep. Whatever you want." She tried to encourage her zombie of a best friend.

"Aria! I told you not to call me that! That sounds disgusting!"

"Oh, come on Morg, it's pretty funny if you ask me. Seeing the terrified looks pop up on the new member's faces when I call you that." Aria teased. "Before I forget, I just wanted to say that I like your makeup today. I thought dauntless only sold black everything."

"Ari, you are the type that could walk around dauntless without makeup on and still look dauntless. …I on the other hand, no matter what I do, I still look Amity." Her friend Morgan huffed.

"Maybe it's your blue doe eyes? Or maybe your soft and wavy blonde hair? Could also be your personality… Hmm…"

"Okay! You know what, you need to stop!" Morgan yelled playfully and threw a cotton ball at Aria's face.

"Hey, now! That wasn't very nice and amity of you, Amity!"

"Aria! I swear to god I'll show you amity!" Morgan screeched and threw more cotton balls at her friend, who was currently laughing and shielding her face from the oncoming objects.

"What the HELL is going on here? Aren't you two supposed to be doing your jobs, and not playing around like children?!"

Both girls jumped as a stern voice made itself known, as it reverberated off the walls of the infirmary. Turning around they locked eyes with Eric, who was standing there looking very unimpressed by the play fighting.

"Welp, look at the time, it's time for me to go. Aria I'll leave you to it, and good luck!" Morgan said as she slipped passed Eric, and out the door before her friend could say anything against it.

Aria mentally sighed. Morgan wasn't supposed to leave for another thirty minutes or so, and she just left her with the scary leader.

"Sorry about that Eric, what do you need?" She asked him, trying to set his mind back to what he wanted, instead of giving her a lecture on how she was supposed to be doing her job.

"I need a wrap for my hand." He said bluntly as if trying to hurry up the process to get out of there.

"All right, I think I have some over here…" She trailed off looking for the gauze. "Here it is." Turning around to face him again, she tossed him the roll, which he elegantly caught. "Is there anything else you need? Any salve or pain reliever?"

"Nope." He made the "p" pop as he looked down the roll of gauze in his hand. "This should do it. Thanks." He then turned and walked out without a word.

"What a weirdo." Aria breathed out a sigh, and began picking up all the cotton balls from the floor to throw them away.