A/N: And so it begins. This is my third Divergent O/C story and I am so excited =) For those of you who don't know, this exists in the same AU as my other stories, Brave Hearts and Faction Before Love, so I'll do my best to keep them separate, but crossover may happen.
Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Divergent. Also, as Ariel and Belle are very loosely based on the Disney Characters, I don't own them either. Warnings: Sexual Content, Language, Mention of sexual assault (in later chapters), Fem!Slash.
Enjoy!
Soft lips trailed down Veeta's jaw, gentle hands caressed her shoulders. The soft Amity cotton was gentle on Veeta's hands as she wrapped her arms around the redheaded vixen in front of her. Ariel was, by far, her favorite companion; Amities were so easy, and Ariel was definitely the most fun. And she knew Veeta's body so well; it was like they'd been doing this for years.
The bell for class rang and the two girls separated, smiling softly at each other.
"That was fun." Veeta said.
"Yeah, do you think we could do this again sometime, maybe soon?" Ariel asked.
"Of course babe, you know I always have time for you."
'When I'm not with someone else', Veeta added silently
"So, I've been thinking…" Ariel began.
'Here it comes.' Veeta thought, this was one of the main downsides to Amity girls. Thinking.
"Maybe we should go on a real date sometime. Like, not just to the concerts, but an actual date. With good lighting and a lower blood alcohol content."
"Ariel, we've been over this. I don't date."
"I know, you like to play the field and I'm not the only girl in your life. But still, we've been hooking up for like 3 weeks now and I know you hang out with me more than any of the others, so you obviously like me at least a little. I don't see why we can't just go on one date." Veeta had started to walk away already, but Ariel persisted, "I won't even try to stop you from seeing other girls, I just thought maybe it would be nice to actually go out. I don't understand why you're so against that."
"You don't have to understand." Veeta snapped, "I don't want to and that is all you need to know."
Veeta made a sharp turn and allowed herself to get swept up in the crowd, anything to get away from Ariel. The girls Veeta hooked up with always did this, they got too attached and suddenly wanted to start going on dates and being "official". It had gotten to the point where she had stopped going after Candors completely. They would spread all kinds of gossip about her when she dumped them, which she usually didn't mind except everything they said was completely true. She hadn't gotten laid for nearly a month after one Candor girl, Sarah, told everyone she had dog breath, which was so not even her fault because hadn't Sarah ever heard about the school's excessive use of garlic? Erudites were tough too, they always came after her with statistics about their compatibility and the odds of their relationship lasting. When she did go for them it was usually a one-off.
The Dauntless girls never gave her these problems, but they were always trying to prove they were tougher than her, which they never were, and the power struggle got boring after awhile. She wouldn't dream of touching a stiff, so that left Amities. She'd made her way through most of the girls in the Senior class already, as well as a few from last year's Senior class and a few older girls from the Juniors.
Veeta knew that her attitude towards relationships probably wasn't healthy, but she just got bored so easily. She didn't like dealing with the drama that came with dating, especially inter-faction dating.
Veeta was jolted from her thoughts as she felt another body slam into hers. She looked around, trying to reorient herself and see whom she had hit. She found her answer on the ground; Belle Dubois was kneeling in front of her, picking up her books. For a minute, Veeta considered just walking away, but the Amity girl looked so pitiful that she decided to help her.
"You need to watch where your going Amity." She said as she picked up one of Belle's books, Parenting 101: Ages 4-7.
"I could say the same to you." Belle snapped as she took her book from Veeta's hand. Her book pile went all the way from her waist to her chin.
"What are all of those?" She asked.
"Books, I'm sure you've never heard of them." Belle replied.
"You're being kind of harsh, sweetheart." Veeta worked on making her voice smooth and soft, "Don't you get a spanking for that in Amity? I'd be happy to dish it out, you know, since I'm the offended party and all."
Belle looked shocked for a moment, then her face was graced with a gentle smile, "Veeta," she said sweetly, "I'm not one of your mistresses, nor will I ever be. Now please move out of my way, or a may trip again, and I would hate to see my very heavy books all land directly on your foot and crush it."
"Message received, milady." Veeta chuckled, and made a swooping bow to allow Belle to pass. She had never been spoken to like that by an Amity, she almost admired Belle for it. She was just a little bit scary while also being unbelievably sexy. Veeta didn't know Belle very well, but as the Brunette girl walked away, she decided that she really wanted too.
Veeta was still thinking of Belle as she did her homework that night, getting almost nothing done, as usual. Grades were never really important in Dauntless, as long as you didn't get anyone killed, you were considered pretty smart. She was just about to call it a night when there was a knock on her door.
"Veeta?" Her father, George Kappel, pushed her door open. George was a tall, strong man, with the same dark hair Veeta was born with, though she had long since lightened hers. He was still wearing the black suit he wore to work, as a Dauntless Leader. He wasn't a very caring man, but Veeta had always looked up to him.
"Hi Dad, why are you still in your work clothes?" She asked. He usually changed as soon as he got home.
"I have a late meeting to go to, " He said, his eyes shifting, "but first I need to speak to you."
"Of course, is something wrong?" Her father rarely looked anxious, when he did, it was usually a cause for concern.
"We need to discuss your choosing ceremony." He sat at the foot of her bed.
"Why? It's not for another three months."
"I just wanted to know if you had considered a transfer?"
"Why would I do that? I love Dauntless. It's where I belong."
"The new leaders are making some changes to Dauntless. I'm not entirely behind it, and Daniel is refusing to take part, but the other Leaders are really pushing for this."
"What kind of changes? If you tell me I can prepare."
George sighed, "It's not that simple dear. Dauntless will not be the same place you now know. It will be more dangerous. The leaders are pushing for harder tests, and day-to-day trails, that sort of thing."
"And you don't think I can handle it?" Veeta said, growing angry, "I'm strong enough, Dad, I can handle whatever they throw at me!"
"No, you can't!" He shouted angrily. He sighed a moment and then placed a hand on her shoulder, "You are my only child Victoria. My greatest fear is losing you, and I am not ready to face that fear yet. I'm not saying you have to transfer, all I'm suggesting is that you consider it, for me, please. If there is any other faction you may fit into, please consider it."
"And where else would I go? I don't have the brains for Erudite, I hate Candor, and I wouldn't last a day in Abnegation."
"Well then, you just answered your own question."
"Amity!" Veeta was shocked, "That's crazy."
"They make it very easy to stay happy there, and you have the strength for farming."
"But they are so annoying!" She complained.
"Just, think about it." He said, rising, "I know you have many Amity friends, ask one of them to show you around. Maybe you'll like it. Just think about it, okay?"
"Fine," she huffed, "can I go to bed now?"
Her father smiled slightly, and left the room.
"Amity," she whispered to herself, "as if."
But she had told her father she'd try, and she respected him too much to disobey him. She decided to look on the bright side, at least now she had an excuse to talk to Belle again.