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AN-This is my first fanficion, and I hope you all like. please please please review. I am always wanting to improve.
Bamb, bamb, bamb! " Hurry up! Damn! And you complain about how long I take." I yelled through the door at my husband, Tobias. The door opened and a tall, muscular figure stands before me grinning. " It's not funny!" I walked into the room and grab my brush and quickly run it through my hair, then swiftly put a few layers of mascara on. "You know that if I go to work without looking like I tried a little, Christina would drag my ass into the ladies room, and destroy me." I walked back to my bed were I left my gun. I picked it up.
" Babe, you look fine." I raised and eyebrow. " More than fine, you look hot, always." He corrected.
" I know but, I am going to talk to Eric about getting the apartment next to us, so we can have two bathrooms, cause honestly honey, you don't have very good aim." I said looking down at his, um, thing. "I am tired of cleaning the toilet." I said grinning, only half-joking. I started to walk to the door to leave grabbing my jacket by the door.
" How are you going to do that? You know that Eric rarely does that for anybody, especially you."
I turn to him, placed a bullet in place, and said, "It's called gentle persuasion, baby." With that I turned around and left.
I headed to the training quarters, thankful not to run into Christina, were I was to teach the new initiate's how to fight. This was day two. Tobias usually worked with me, but today he had a meeting with Eric, so I was alone with them.
"OK ladies!" I yelled, earning a few glares from the boys. "I want you all to grab three knives." I said pointing to a table. They all scramble around each other and grab the three knives. I watch and see a tall bulky boy shove a taller lanky one. "Hey, you! Come here!" I shout at him.
He looks at me and glares. His name is Cody. From abnegation. I can see he didn't belong there. Even though he dislikes me and wishes to kick my ass from the day we met, he walks over to me slowly. Probably because he knows I have the gun wedged between my back and my jeans. And I may or may not have shot a guys pinky yesterday. In my defense, he was strangling the guy he was fighting to death, and he would have killed him.
"What." Cody stood in front of me, him nearly 6 feet tall, and me only 5'2".
"No, not what, yes ma'am." I said sternly. "Go stand in front of the target right there." I said pointing with my head the target that I had stood in front of at one point.
"Drake, I want you to hit above his head, next to his right shoulder, and next to the inner calf." I said looking at the boy who was shoved by Cody. I heard the door open, and saw Tobias lean against the wall. He winked at me, earning a few jealous glares from the females. He didn't say anything, he knew the look on my face, the one that said I was in the middle of something.
"But, he doesn't know how to throw those things! He's erudite!" Cody looked panicked now. "He's probably never done anything physical before! Always had his head in books!"
"No he is not erudite anymore, he is either dauntless, or faction less. Besides..." I got right up to his face. "...what the hell are you doing shoving a person who you do not even know what they're capable of. He may be one of the worst fighters in history, or he may be the one who kills you in a fight."
The room was silent, so was Cody. Funny, he usually had a few snarky comments, especially to save his ego. I didn't have the patience for this today though, so I let it go.
"I want all of you to find a target, and try to hit near it." I yelled, and told Cody to watch himself and to get to throwing. I sighed, suddenly tired and hungry.
"You know, the Tris I know, doesn't usually back down that easily." Tobias said from behind me. I turned to him and he was smirking.
"Yeah, and the Four I know, is smart enough not question me." I snapped. As soon as a said it I realized I was being a bitch.
" What the hell is wrong with you!" He said a little loudly that people looked our way. " You have been like this for the last couple of weeks. You're sweet, then you snap. I am so frustrated. Are you mad at me?"
"So what, I am supposed to be happy go lucky all the time? Well guess what, sweety! I am not! I said and stormed out, thankful that it was lunch. God, I was so hungry.