OMG my first story! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent, nor am I an adult like Veronica Roth :)

As we jumped onto the building, a man, more of a boy, was standing on a platform in front of us. He was something else. His hair was shaved on both sides leaving some sort of Mohawk in the middle that was slicked down. Two metal dots were positioned over his eyebrow. He was buff and had a lot of tattoo's. He looked 17 years old. Why is he a leader of sorts? "My name is Eric. Those of you who made it here have just begun. Below, where you will soon be going, is the Dauntless headquarters. This is the only way down. You have to jump." He instructed clearly. His cold eyes fell upon each of us. At Ariel, at me, and when they were on me, being the smallest girl there, a wild smirk appeared on his face.

"Is there water down there?" An Erudite boy asked.

"Guess you'll find out." Eric said. He has an attitude. "Who's going first?" Dead silence filled the bright spring day.

"I-I'll go?" I said. Everyone turned and looked at the 5 foot nothing Amity girl.

"An Amity? Really. Out of all of the Dauntless born, the crazed Candor; an Amity goes?!"

"Ya got a problem with it?" Ariel says quite rudely.

"Not at all." I make my way up, leaving Ariel behind and step up onto the wall. My foot trips a little and I flail a little bit. Eric catches my wrist with ease. If he hadn't, I'd be screwed.

"Umm..thanks." He mumbles something inaudible and I roll my eyes.

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I'm falling. I don't know what's below, but I know there is something-they wouldn't have just killed us off before we even got training. I bounce off of a net. The impact is hard, and suddenly I'm rolling. Someone is pulling the net so I can get off. Then, I am face to face with a boy who is about a year older than me, but not a day over gorgeous. I pull my blonde hair behind my ear and take his hand. He has a strong grip, probably from being in Dauntless for so long. Is he a initiate trainer? Am I falling in love with my instructor? Pfft, I'm not falling in love, but dang he's hot. He clears his throat.

"What." I say, coming back from my trance.

"What. Is. Your. Name. Initiate." He replies.

"Natasha." I say.

"1st jumper. Natasha." He says to another person. As he says that, a red and yellow bunch comes screaming down. Ariel. I've known her my whole life and we are best friends. Forever. As the rest of the jumpers come down, there are 2 Amity, 3 Erudite, an Abnegation, and 4 Candor. And of course the 8 Dauntless that stayed. Eric drops down last.

"I am Eric. Lauren will be training the Dauntless-born. I will be training the transfers with my 'friend' here, Four." One of the Candor next to me starts laughing and it's obvious why.

"His name is 'FOUR' you have to be kidding me. Why is it a number?" I swear that I felt the wind of the knife that was thrown at him. It didn't hit him, but it was too close for comfort. I flinched back faster than I thought I could. The boys eyes were wide and he was shaking.

"Yes. My name is Four. But I earned that name and it is be better than you will ever do. What is your name, initiate?"

"J-Je-Jeremy."

"Jeremy. A Candor boy with his Candor priorities, without the ability to close his mouth. This is your first lesson," Dang he's hot. "Keep your mouth shut." Jeremy doesn't say a word, but nods. "Transfers and Dauntless born will be trained separately but ranked together. Those of you who can't make it will be factionless." We all stood with our jaws to the floor. "You chose us, now we get to choose you."