HI guys(: so this is my Divergent story in Tobias's POV. Please feel free to look at my account, PM me, and review. I wont continue this unless you review:'(
"FOUR. WAKE UP." Lauren barges in, forgetting to close the door after her. I groan, and pull my pillow over my head. Does she not remember the PARTY she planned at my apartment yesterday? I'm still hung over and my head throbs with all the sudden noise around me.
"Lauren, would you mind?" I snap. "Why are you here anyway? You're supposed to be waiting for the intiates." I finally mutter, my vision becoming clear.
"What about you, Four? Aren't you supposed to be there with me?"
Her attitude gets pissy when someone insults her. "Whatever, Lauren. Get out so that I can change."
She slams the door after her, and I know that I don't have time for her sudden outbursts.
I change quickly into a tight, black t-shirt and some jeans. I'm still tired from last night, not remembering what exactly I did. I guess I'll find out from Zeke later.
I close the door to my apartment and sprint down to the net, where the intiates will be dropping onto.
I get there in time, a few seconds before I see a grey blob fall onto the net. The person doesn't even scream, only laughs uncontrollably as it hits the net. I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl but I know that they're from Abnegation. Great. A memory from my past.
I reach out, and grab a small hand, a female hand, pulling her onto her feet. She almost falls over, but the great guy that I am, pulls her to her feet. She's thin and small. Petite. Almost like a 12 year old. She has blond hair that goes over her shoulders and blue-grey eyes. Very pretty. And intriguing.
"Thanks," this girl is probably nervous that she touched me. Abnegation isn't really big on touching. But she seems to hide it.
I hesitantly take my hands off her arms. I want to keep touching her.
"A stiff to jump first? Unheard of." Lauren says coolly.
"That's probably why she left, Lauren," I scoff, but cover it with a cough. I turn toward this tiny girl, somehow can't keep my eyes away from hers. "What's your name?"
"uh…" she stammers. I see the wheels trying to turn in her head, like she's forgotten her own name. Or trying to pick a new one.
"Think about it," a grin tugging at my lips, I'm probably scaring her by how handsome I am. Oh tobias, you sexy beast. My thoughts are pathetic. "You don't get to pick again." I graze her figure with my eyes. Who are you? What's your name? What's your story? My mind goes off in a million different directions.
"Tris," she says, her eyes staring into mine, filled with excitement. It seems like a nickname, but I don't ask. It's pretty. Bold. A type of dauntless name. I know she'll fit in just fine. I'm almost worried about her though. Almost.
"Tris," Lauren says, eyeing me suspiciously, probably because I won't stop staring at Tris. I love her name. It suits her well. "Make the announcement, Four," she says, turning her eyes to me.
"First jumper, TRIS!" I say filled with amusement. This is always my favorite part.
The crowd of "welcoming" dauntless hoot, holler, and clap. Then, someone drops onto the net, screaming like her head is being cut off. Everyone starts laughing and congratulating.
I put a hand of Tris's back, which slightly stiffens but doesn't jerk away. "Welcome to Dauntless," I say to her with a wink.