This is my first FanFic, so please don't hate. But I would love some constructive criticism. Please remember to comment ideas! A/N: ***No one died and no war***
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!
Tris POV:
Me and Christina sit at the table in the dining hall, waiting for all of the food to be passed around. Not really like its passed around anyway, though. It's been a year since Choosing Day, and in three days, all of the factions will meet, and some initiates will come, and some Dauntless will leave. I signed up to be Initiate Trainer.
Someone taps me on the shoulder,and I see Uriah. "Hey," he says, " I'm inviting everyone to the zipline at 5 tonight, wanna come?" Christina smiles and says, "Sure, " for both of us, as I ask, "Who else is coming?" " Well, me, now you and Chris, Will, Zeke, Lynn, Marlene, and Shauna." What about Four? I almost say, and then I remember the fear landscape. Of course he won't come. "Ok, I'll go. There's the food, time to eat!" I say to Christina.
About 3 minutes pass after lunch, and Chris pulls me off to my room. We run down the halls as fast as we can. Correction: as fast as I can. You would think that she would have noticed that, by now, I cant run as fast as she can. When we get to the room, she says, "Go take a shower, quick!" I run off the the shower and take only about 15 to 20 minutes. As I walk out, I see her going through my closet and pulling out a tight-fit crop top, a leather jacket, and some black skinny jeans that say 'Dauntless' along the side of them in bold red print. She looks at me and I know that this is what I should wear, weather I like it, or not. Chris says, "I'm going to go take a quick shower and put some cloths on and wait until 3 to put makeup on, ok?" I nod, and she walks out the door, and I put on a silver watch. I check to see what time it is, and it's 2:39. She better be quick.
When Chris comes back, its 3: 43, and I am very impatient right now. "Chris, I thought you said you would be back by 3," I complain, but then I see she has makeup on her self. All she says is, "Close your eyes," and I do. It's about 4 when I finally get to look into the mirror. I see that I have a small cateye look with dull red lipstick. I'm actually surprised to see some pretty neutral makeup on my face for once.
"Alright. Lets go," I say, and we walk towards the 100-story tower where the zipline is.