A/N: This is set after Tris becomes an initiate, before the war. This is my first story so constructive criticism would be appreciated. Sorry if the characters are OOC. It is written in Tris's POV. I will continue this story if there is any interest in it . Sorry it's short, hopefully longer chapters later.

Dauntless Talent

Eric was standing where the rankings were announced just 2 weeks ago. He is smiling, although it looks more like an ugly snarl, piercings pulling at his lips. I still hate him; he hasn't become any less sadistic since initiation finished. I look around the table, starting to become worried about what Eric was going to announce. Next to me, Christina and Will looked as worried as I feel. Tobias is barely hiding his grin. Uriah, Lynn and Marlene are smirking. Oh no…

"Four, what's going on?" I ask in a hushed voice.

He laughs lightly. "Dauntless tradition, wait and see."

Eric steps forward and taps the microphone, making it squeal. "The time has come for one of the oldest dauntless traditions" he begins in an almost bored tone. His tone comforts me slightly. If it's old and boring to Eric, I will probably survive. He continues "our newest members will be most important," he pauses and I start to worry again, "they will have the honour of going first in the 19th annual Dauntless Talent Contest in one week time. You all know I think speeches are for Erudite, so that is all the information you will need. Good luck amazing us." He finished off with an eye-roll. He had no intention of being amazed.

I stare at the table and don't look up. I'm sure that the entire table's eyes are on Will, Christina and I.

Christina speaks up "This could be fun. I don't have much talent though."

Will scoffs. "Stop being modest. We all know you can sing. Your loud enough in the shower." he teases.

"Oh yeah, and what about you, Will?" I ask.

"I could recite all five faction manifestoes while… patting my head and rubbing my stomach."

"Erudite much?" Lynn teases, only half joking.

"Oops, I guess I'm talentless then." Will looks embarrassed, and the table laughs.

"What about you, Tris? What's your hidden talent?" Christina asks, directing the attention away from Will.

"I don't have a talent," I mumble. Being from abnegation, I never got a chance to pursue any talents or interests I had. Tobias coughs and rolls his eyes.

Uriah grins. "Hey Tris, I'm pretty sure Four here would beg to differ."

I turn red at what he implied, and under Tobias's glare Uriah corrects himself.

"I only meant that you could duet together." Again, the table laughs.

"Christina, sing something for us!" I say, because I don't want any of the attention anymore. She hesitates under the stare of everyone at the table.

Finally, she sighs. "What do you want me to sing?"

I grin. "How about 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star'!"

She starts to sing and my jaw drops. The cafeteria falls silent. Even singing such a simple song, it is obvious that she is wonderful. When she finishes, our table applauds.

Uriah wipes away fake tears. "That… was amazing!"

Will kisses her cheek and whispers something in her ear, which causes her to giggle.

I roll my eyes. Tobias sees this and leans down to whisper in my ear: "Whisper, whisper, whisper. Spspspspspsssssssssss. Now laugh". I glare at him, and the table laughs instead.

"Lets go, you have some practicing to do," Tobias says to me.