a/n: Hey party people! I'm back with chapter two. So... I just want to appologize for any mistakes I made previously. I transfered it off my computer, and didn't check for mistakes, as i'd already proffread you times. Unfortuqely, I did not account for the a/ns attatched to the chapter. Sorryy.
Diclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Divergentdd
From Chapter Eleven: Farris Wheel
We climb into the peer area.
I sit against the caroucel.
The arguing is getting intense.
I can't help it—my gaze drifts to her.
She's so beautiful.
Then I see her shift her paintball gun behind her back, as she starts towards the farris wheel.
Is she going to climb that thing?
I watch her move to the bottom rung and jump on it.
She winces in pain.
I hate seeing her in pain, not sure why.
Maybe I just don't like seeing anyone in pain.
I stand, and walk over towards her.
"Tris?" I ask, keeping my voice soft, so I don't scare her.
She turns.
"What?"
"I came to ask what you think your doing?"
"I'm climbing to higher ground. I don't think I'm doing anything."
I smile.
"Okay. I'm coming."
"You doar't need to follow me. I'll be fine; I'm not weak you know."
Of course she's not.
She's one of the strongest people I've ever met.
But, well, I just want, no need, to be with her.
"Undoubtedly."
I follow her up the ladder.
As always, when I'm more than ten feet off the ground, my fear of hights overtakes me.
Focus on her. I tell myself. She'll keep you sane.
"S. What do you think the purpose of this excersise? The game, I mean, not the climbing?"
"Strategy. Teamwork maybe?"
A panicked laugh escapes me.
"Maybe not. Teamwork doesn't seem to be a Dauntless priority."
I decide to just let that partiular subject drop and focus on the first part of her answer.
"And, what does strategy have to do with bravery?"
"You learn strategy so you can use it."
I smile and nod.
She's smart.
My breaths come more quickly.
"Are you alright, Four?"
"Are you human Tris? Being up this high, it doesn't scare you at all?"
Just then, she looses her footing, and sways to the right, gasping.
I don't think, my hand just reaches out and catches her.
Thank gosh she's so small.
I squeeze her hip, steadying her, and ease her body to the left, restoring her balance.
She's gasping.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
She nodds, and keeps climbing.
When she reaches the platform, she sits down with her feet over the edge.
I crouch in the corner.
"You're scared of hights." she says.
It's not a question.
"Yes."
"We're not high enough." she says, getting to her feet.
She grabs the bars of the wheel's scalfholding and climbs up, swaying for a second.
My heart stops.
"For gosh sakes, Stiff."
"You don't have to follow me."
"Yes I do."
I grab a bar in each hand, and hoist myself up.
We reach a spot where Tris can evidently see what she needs to.
She nodds.
Then she turns.
"Start heading down. I'll follow you."
I nod and start down the wheel.
When I'm about halfway down I hear a scream.
"Four!"
I look up, and my heart stops.
Tris is dangling there, holding onto a bar with her toes swinging in midair.
There's no way for her to get down safely.
"Hold on! I have an idea!"
Please hold on.
Just for a few minutes.
My fear of hights forgotten, I hurtle down the ladder.
"Four!" she screams.
Panic surges through me, and I jump the last few feet to the ground, running towars the electrical box.
I grab the wires, and stick the ends in my mouth.
A few seconds later, I have them into the board and am rewiring it.
The farris wheel starts moving, and she's moving with it.
Thank gosh.
She hits the ground, and I run towars her as she falls, and rolls, avoiding the cars.
She lies there, trembling.
Well, at least she's alive.
I crouch beside her, and pry her hands away from her face.
I need to make sure she's not injured.
"You alright?"
She nodds, and I pull her to her feet.
"Come on Tris."
We wind up winning the game.
Tris is brilliant.
Too briliant.
Erudite smart, Dauntless brave, Abnegation selfless.
Divergent.
a/n: So... I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'll see you not Thursday with another snapshot! See ya!
Emmabeth.