Hey, so I've been away for quite a while, but I've finally finished all of my exams and I've really missed this. You'll have to bear with me for a bit because I'm a little rusty, but I really hope you enjoy and review :P Oh and I own NOTHING sadly :'( if only! :D

Oh, also, its a little bit OOC and there is no war. There is some rumblings with the factionless however, there is no attack against the divergents-ish. Also, this is an Eris fic, and I know alot of you don't like it but you may be suprised. :P Lets see how this goes hen hall we? :)

Tris had been in the dauntless compound for four days, and she was exhausted. She hurt all over, she had bruises everywhere, hell, she had bruises on top of her bruises. Of course she wasn't the only one like this, Christina was currently checking a bruise on her lower back in the mirror with a look of pure confusion. She watched her from her bed, as Christina gave up counting her bruises, and threw herself on to her bed with a sigh. They were the only two in the dormitory which was a rarity, however apparently everyone had decided to go out after training today.

She felt her stomach growl loudly, and apparently so had Christina as she looked towards her best friend and laughed.

'I take it you're hungry then, wanna go to the cafeteria?' She offered, to which Tris replied with a nod as she stifled a yawn.

As they walked in, they looked for their friends, and spotted Will, Uriah, Lynn and Marlene sat at a table, other than Will, everyone being dauntless born. Even though the dauntless born were trained seperately, they found that they met up with them each night. On the next table sat Four, with Lauren talking intently about what she assumed was the initiates. On the next table they saw Peter and his cronies, who once spotted Tris, nudged Molly and Drew and motioned with his head towards Tris and Christina and laughed. This didn't go unnoticed by Christina.

'Ignore them, lets get food!' she said excitedly as the smell of pizza and garlic bread hit them like a heavenly wall.

They moved towards the queue of people waiting to get food, passing the leaders table, Tris spared a glance up and saw Eric and Max heatedly discussing something, Eric turning his lip ring with an expression of pure lividness whilst Max argued a point back to him. Eric looked away and saw Tris looking, he made eye contact and raised an eyebrow questioningly. Tris quickly shifted her gaze, her cheeks burning at being caught staring, back to her best friend who was rabbiting on about her favourite meat supreme pizza that she hadn't had since before she left Candor.

They finally got to the front of the queue, and whilst Tris had never eaten pizza before, she had to admit that it smelled and looked delicious. Christina looked at her expectantly and realised Tris had never eaten it. She nudged her and pointed to several pizzas for her to try.

'Trust me!' she smiled.

'I do' Tris replied with an anticipatory smile. She truly couldn't wait to try it.

Once they'd both overfilled their plates and grabbed a couple of cokes, they turned to make their way back to their friends. Tris glanced around to find Four staring at her intensely. Was every move he made so intense? Tris was lost in her thoughts when someone rammed into her sending her food flying into the air and her to the floor. She looked up to see Peter.

'Watch were you're going, stiff!' he said in mock anger with a wink.

And that's when she heard it, a thunderous voice.

'Are you for real!' it barked. She stopped still and prayed. She turned to her left to see Eric soaking wet with coke, and a slice of pizza stuck to his white shirt.

He walked up to Tris, bent down and whispered 'You had better pray this comes out, Stiff!' referring to the stains on his clothing as he turned on his heal and stormed out of the cafeteria.

She had never been so scared. That was even scarier than if he had shouted at her. She was trembling from head to toe and felt tears stinging the corners of her eyes, she ran. Straight out of the cafeteria leaving Peter, Drew and Molly laughing, with Four giving them death glares whilst Christina and her table of friends just looked after her in the direction she left.

She ran, not knowing where she was going until she found herself in the room she first fell into in the dauntless compound, literally. She climbed up into the net, curled into a ball and cried. She felt that since she started crying she couldn't stop. She let it all out. How much she missed her family. Her caring dad. Her mom who was everything to her. And even Caleb, her smart ass, but truly kind brother. She let out the tears about how scared she was about failing initiation and becoming factionless. Her fears of being hurt. Everything.

After about an hour, she managed to calm down and her strangled sobs eventually ended. At some point she had decided, she's not going to be scared anymore. She's going to do something about it. She wont fail she told herself repeatedly, of that she was determined. She was going to train harder than everyone to prove her point.

She hopped down with a new air of determination about her. She walked towards the dormitories, going to get her training gear, but when she walked in, Christina and Will ran up to her, they had hold of several slices of pizza.

After some small talk and the best food she had ever tasted, ever, she told her friends she'd meet them later as she thanked them and walked out the door towards the training room. Once inside, she ran a few laps, and then walked over to the punching bags. She got into the position that they were taught the other day and continued to punch the bag with everything she had. It hurt her hands but when she thought of the bag as Peter's face, she didn't care, she just kept punching.

Unaware, Tris didn't hear the side door open as a clean Eric walked through, he turned when he saw her and shouted 'STIFF!'

Tris froze and turned to look at Eric as he stormed towards her...