We believe in ordinary acts of bravery in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another. It is represented through three characters in this story: Tris, Four, and Sawyer.
~Sawyer
My mama smiled and turned away before she dropped to the ground hard. "Mama, mama" I couldn't run to her fast enough. My yelling had stirred my papa. He had been outside tending to our flower garden. He met me at the foot of the stairs where my mama had fell. I take her arm and help her up. She places a hand on her belly as she stands straight in front of me again.
"Are you feeling okay? Do we need to see healer Odetta?" I ask. Mama moves her hand from her pregnant belly to the side of my face. "I'll be alright Sawyer. You're such a sweet girl for checking up on me. Don't worry about me, you too Roscoe." she says the last part to my papa.
"We always worry about you mama," I say patting her arm. It's true. Her first pregnancy with me, it didn't go so well. The pregnancy had left her weak and she spent too much time in labor. The exertion of it all almost took her life. Papa and I are afraid, but she isn't. She's always so optimistic. "You may go back out to your garden. And you may return to your schoolwork. I'll just go lay down." she says simply as if she didn't just fall.
"I'll take you to bed." I offer. She protests at first but papa convinces her to let me. We climb the stairs to the first room on the right. Mama lays down and I pull the covers around her. I sit at the edge of the bed. I stare off into space thinking about tomorrow. "Are you nervous about your aptitude test?" mama asks.
I shake my head no. "We're you?" I ask, At first she shakes her head no, "I was terrified. But you are much braver than I." I chuckle because I am terrified, I am not brave. I am amity but I wish I could be brave.
~Four
The sound of footsteps stops me. I thought I overcame my last fear. That they'd have to start calling me Three. I turn to the echo of footsteps. It's Tris, she's walking away from me. She seems angsty as she walks down the hall in Erudite. "Tris," I call out. I run up to her because I don't think she hears me. "Tris, baby, what's going on?" I say grabbing her shoulder and turning her to me.
"Get away from me," she says harshly and continues walking. Tris looks straight ahead. Why is she doing this to me? I thought once she was initiated, we'd be fine. I'd teach her to hide inside our faction like I've been doing for years.
But I'm starting to get worried. Why isn't she in our faction? If she keeps coming to see her brother, they'll get suspicious of why she can't follow the rules. I have to get her back to Dauntless. "Come on, we have to go home." I say tugging on her arm.
"I'm not going back home." Tris says it casually but I know what she means. I've been afraid of this. Ever since she ended things with me a few months after her initiation, I've been afraid she's become one of the Dauntless spies for Erudite.
"Tris, where are you going?" I ask placing a hand on her hip to turn her once again. But she pushes me hard to where I hit the wall. Then she walks away like nothing. Then I remember this isn't real. But it's pretty much the way Tris has been acting towards me.
She broke up with me, has been disappearing for whole days at a time and I know where to now, and she acts as if she never even cared for me. I'm not going to try and change her direction anymore or even desperately await her anymore. I'm done.
And then the simulation is over.
~Tris
Out of breath and exhausted, I face the punching bag thinking one more good blow will be enough for the night. I'm shocked when someone tries to grab my shoulder. I don't think: just turn, lean into it, and punch.
"Ouch, calm down. Fuck." I hear Eric mumble. He's doubled over from the punch I pressed into his gut. It's just him, my bad. I brush myself off and walk over to the stand where I threw my shirt when I stripped it off and left my water. "Serves you right for sneaking up on me." I say pulling the shirt over my head.
"I tried to call your name but you didn't hear me." he says standing upright slowly.
"Should've tried again." I retort. He scowls at me for a second.
"At least you're getting stronger." Eric says. I murmur a thanks before asking what he's doing here.
"As you know the aptitude test is tomorrow. And as the new initiate trainer, you have to go administer it to Abnegation. Because you know they are volunteering to do it for all the other factions."
"Ugh no. You do it. I'm not going back there." I groan as if I'm annoyed. But it's not that. I just want to stay away from my home faction. That's what a Dauntless member would do, a divergent would be happy about going back to Abnegation.
"I'm telling you, not asking. It's Dauntless rules. We haven't had a new initiate trainer in a few years, not since Four," I glance down when he mentions Four, "or you would know whenever we get a new trainer, they take the burden of going to Abnegation and doing the aptitude test."
"Really? It's a rule?" then Jeanine will know I didn't choose to do this, but forced. I almost smirk since I can go be near my mom and dad without Jeanine being suspicious. But then I remember Eric is here.
"Stupid rule, but fine, I'll do it."
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