HI!
Okay, so first fic, just having fun with it...
Unfortunately my name is not Veronica Roth, so I don't own Divergent.
Just a no-war fic
Slightly fluffy...
Hope you like!
(BTW. Tris POV)
-RunYouCleverBoyAndRememberMe33
"Remind me again Christina: why do I have to go shopping?" I huff as Chris drags me into every store she can find in the Dauntless compound.
"Because Tris, it's OUR initiation party, and it's gonna be super fun, and you need to look good!" she says, dragging me into yet ANOTHER shop.
I roll my eyes. She has to have a billion bags, and I have none. As we enter the store, my eyes scan the racks of clothing, looking for something- anything- to buy. I walk down one isle, and a jacket hanging on a rack catches my eye. It's black, leather, and fitted, with pockets, and a silver zipper that reflects the light from the bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling.
I take it down and hold it up to me, admiring myself in a nearby mirror. In my old faction this would have been considered self-indulgent, but now that I'm Dauntless, I can do whatever I want. And it feels good to have so much freedom.
Christina is god knows where, so I hold on to the jacket and look for other clothing. I see a deep red dress, and pick that up too, but I immediately notice that it is far too large for me.
However, soon I come across a strapless black dress that fans out and ends right above my knees. This looks like it will fit, so I try it on along with the jacket. Right as I finish getting dressed I hear Christina call my name.
"I'm in here!" I reply, and I hear her footsteps approach the door to my changing room. I open the door and she lets out a gasp.
"Ohmygosh Tris did you pick this out yourself? I love it!" Christina looked incredulous.
"Um... thanks?" I say, looking in the mirror at myself again. The dress looks perfect, and the jacket is snug, but feels good.
"That looks so, so good!" she squeals and pushes me back into the changing room to, well, change.
A little later I emerge in my normal clothes again, holding the dress and jacket in my arms. I glance at the price of my dress and am thankful it is on sale.
We reach the register and I place my clothes on the counter. Surprisingly, Chris's hands are empty. I guess there is only so much shopping one girl can do in a day.
I pay, and then we walk out of the shop. Christina looks exhausted, so we go back to her apartment and she starts to put her clothes away.
"So Christina, how are things with Will?" I ask, and she hangs another dress, and then turns to look at me.
"They're good! I really like him." She responds simply. "What about you and Four?" She eyes me suspiciously.
"What? How did you...?" I squint at her, and she laughs.
"Well, I had my suspicions, but you just confirmed them." She giggles and I slap her arm as she puts a black skirt on a hanger.
"Um... they're good... he seems like he likes me as much as I like him." I'm eager to change the subject, so I ask "What're we doing at the party tonight?"
"Well, it's an initiation party, so we choose our jobs, and we get to know some other Dauntless, and we have fun!"
"That sounds like... fun," I answer. "Who will be there?
"Well, the new Dauntless, and our instructors, the leaders of each job, and just some random Dauntless." Christina says. "Now you should go and get dressed. See you at the party?"
"Yeah" I reply.
As soon as I get to my apartment, I flop onto the bed. I close my eyes and think about tonight when I pick a job. What will I pick? I know I want to train initiates, but that's only part time, so I have to think of something else. Dauntless leader? Although I don't really want to work with Eric.
Maybe I could guard the dauntless compound. That might be fun, but I don't know. I can't think. I feel tired, so I close my eyes, even though the chances of me falling asleep are dismal.
After a little while, I open my eyes and the light stings them but I push my body up until I am sitting.
I look at the bag containing the dress and jacket. Time to get dressed, I think and stand. I dizzily walk to the door where I dropped the bag and snatch it, pulling it up to my face, and peering inside it.
I grab the dress and soon I am pulling it on, admiring the soft feel of the fabric brushing my skin. The dress still feels perfect, and the makes me look like a real Dauntless. I smile. I am Dauntless.
As I enter the dining hall, I see Christina talking to Will, and laughing. Then sees me. She waves and beacons me over. She looks beautiful, wearing black ripped jeans, and a red shirt that goes down just over her elbows, with a neckline that curve down, showing off her collarbone. Her eyes are lined with black, and her eyelashes curl up, almost touching her eyelids.
I walk over, and she smiles, "You look really good Tris!"
"You do too!" She beams.
After a pause, Will says, "Do I look good?" Chris and I start to laugh hysterically. Will looks at us questioningly. "Well? Do I?"
"Yeah, you look good, you big idiot" Chris says between laughs. Once she can contain her giggles, she kisses Will, and then grabs my hand and grabs Will's in her other hand and pulls us to the snack table.
I stare at the large array of food, my eyes moving from one plate to the next. Dauntless cake, hamburgers, hot dogs, salad, drinks... where did they get all this food? I pick up a paper plate and grab a hamburger, and a large piece of cake, before I am pushed away by of all the Dauntless trying to get to the table.
I sit down on the floor with my back against the wall. Soon after I finish the hamburger, Four sits down beside me.
"Hi" he says, looking over to me. He has a plate, but he must have already finished, because it is empty.
"Hi Four" I say, and smile.
As I smile, his face brightens and he puts his arm around my shoulder. "I was just thinking about you."
"Why?" I ask.
"I thought to myself 'Tris is beautiful and I love her'." He admitted, his eyes so blue it would seem you could dive right into them.
"I'm not beautiful..."
"Don't say that. You know it's not true." Tobias reached over and touched my face; thumb skimming my jawline "You are the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Tobias..." I whisper into his ear, "I love you..." I close my eyes, slowly touching my forehead to his.
Suddenly I hear a laugh. I turn to look and see Peter, pointing at me. "So this is how you came in first, you deceitful, little-"
"Peter. You don't want to do this." Four warns. His face is as hard as stone, his features turn cold, and his eyes are staring daggers at the boy in front of me. "Tris earned everything she got. You, however, stabbed Edward to get what you wanted, so if anyone here is deceitful, it's you," Tobias speaks in a calm tone, but I can tell inside he is fuming,
Peter looks at us for a second, then scoffs, shoots me a glare and then turns and walks off. Four turns, and looks me in the eye and grins. I smile, relieved that Peter is gone. Four pushes himself off the ground, and then helps me up.
We walk, hand in hand to some more initiates and begin to chat, when we hear the feedback of a mic. We turn to look and see Eric, standing at a microphone.
"Will this year's initiates please step forward." I release Four's hand and walk up to where Eric stands. Uriah, Christina, Will, Marlene, Lynn, Peter, and a few more initiates step onto the stage with me. "In Dauntless we're not too big on speeches, so let's just say welcome to our newest Dauntless members."
Everyone claps and shouts as soon as Eric is done speaking. "Now, as you all know, tonight they will pick jobs. Tris, the highest-ranking initiate will start, and then we'll work our way down the list. Tris, what job would you like?"
Suddenly the room goes eerily quiet. I think, milling over my options for the millionth time in my head. Initiate trainer and... And... What?
"Initiate trainer, and..." I pause, looking into the audience. I find Tobias and stare into his deep blue eyes. He nods, and then I turn back to Eric. "Initiate trainer and Dauntless Leader."
"Ok. Are you sure?" He asks
"Yeah, I'm sure." Suddenly I feel relived. It's over. I made my choice, and now it's over. I'm not really sure why I became a leader. I guess I wanted to. I'm not afraid of Eric anymore. I'm not afraid to lead.
Uriah chooses next. "Compound guard"
Marlene sounds exited. "Fence guard."
Lynn speaks. " Fence guard" I bet Marlene and Lynn will have fun with that.
Then Peter. "Fighting for entertainment"
Chris smiles. "Initiate trainer! Oh, and tattoo artist!"
Immediately after, Will says, "Compound guard!"
After the last three initiates picked jobs, the rest of the night was kind of a blur. There was a lot of congratulating, a lot of handshakes, big smiles, and 'Welcome to Dauntless!' etc.; the last thing I remember is dropping onto my bed at, about, what? Two in the morning? Something like that. I closed my eyes, and drifted off almost instantly.
I really hope you liked chapter one!
I worked hard on it and really appreciate your feedback!
-RunYouCleverBoyAndRememberMe33
