thank you to everyone who spent time reading my first chapter, and especially thank you to the guest who reviwed! Now, im going to probably start doing other POV's from the characters I create, AKA, new initiates. Speaking of initiates, this chapter is going to be the start of what will be next years initiation. Please read and review, it means so much to me and its really encouraging. Im always open to suggestions about writing and plot/storyline/characters! Anyways, chapter 2!
*a little over 11 months later *
Tris's POV
The alarm beeps excessively, and I open my eyes which are still heavy from sleep. It may be 9:00 am but me and tobias were up late last night at zeke's last-night-before-new-initates party. Initiates! I feel instantly awake at the realization that initiation starts today.
I roll over to wake up tobias, but the spot in the bed beside me is empty. I look around, and see him getting a shirt out of the dresser, his back still wet with shower water. I watch the muscles in his back expand and contract for a few moments, then my cheeks turn hot even though there was nobody to see me staring at me. It seems no matter how long I am in dauntless, I will always have some abnegation in me. Maybe that's a good thing.
I roll out of bed I walk over to him.
"good morning, four" I say, testing out the name I will now be using for him most of the time.
"Are you nervous for initiation?' he asks with a little half smile. I pause before answering, considering what my truthful answer is.
"a little bit, but mostly im excited to scare the crap out of the initates" I tell him. Last year I would have thought that to be an odd thing to be excited about, but now I know that there are people who have far worse desires, have far worse intentions. For example: Eric.
He laughs softly and puts his hands on my waist, pulling me in.
"that's definitely the best part" he agrees, and kisses me. We stay like that for a minute or so, his hands on my waist, mine on his chest. Then I am reminded of the small amount of time we have to get ready, and I pull away to find clothes other then the oversized t shirt I slept in.
"unless,of course, they are all like you and refuse to be intimidated" he says. "you were annoyingly stubborn in that way" if I couldn't see the twinkle in his eye, I might think he was serious.
"well im stubborn in a lot of ways, but you love me anyways" I say, the warmth of that thought filling me up.
"true" is his only reply, but I can see how much he means it.
With that happy thought, we head out the door to breakfast.
Lilibeth's POV
my heart is in my throat as I walk up to my seat at the choosing ceremony. I knew this day would come, but I always imagined feeling sure of myself, confident in my choice. Instead, I know I'm choosing what I want, but what about my family? I look back at my father, mother, and little sister who is 14. They all wear candor black and white, as do I, but ive always known I belong without the white, just in dauntless black.
Forest calliof…. Erudite.. Alena Thomas… amity…cassiopeia fayin… dauntless… wait. Dauntless. I look at the dark haired girl who is the first to transfer to dauntless. She looks calm. I wish I felt the same.
Finally, my name is called, and I walk to the bowls, unsteady on my own feet. I don't even feel the knife on my hand, or hear the surprised and annoyed noises from the candor. All I feel is a swoop of excitement in my stomach that also makes me kind of feel like throwing up. But as I look back at my family, I feel a twinge of guilt. My parents look fine, they always knew they couldn't force me to choose what they had. My sister,however, wears a look of clear disappointment. We were, we still are, as close as sisters can be. Ill miss her most of all.
Im snapped out of my daze by the whoops and cheers of the dauntless, and loud footsteps. The choosing ceremony has ended, and the dauntless are all running out of the door into the sunlight. I follow, and am pleased to find that im keeping up fairly well. I climb up towards the train tracks with them, and wait for the sound of the train. When it comes, Im not surprised to see people jumping on. I run along the side of the tracks, and when my courage is at its highest, I jump into the nearest opening.
I sigh with relief, then look behind me at tracks coming to an end. But the sight along with the wind throws me off balance, and I find myself shrieking as I stumble towards the edge of the train. Right before my feet leave the train floor, a hand catches mine and pulls me so firmly back that I am tugged into a sitting position beside my rescuer.
"thank you" is all I can manage, still trying to catch my breath.
"it was nothing" the girls says nonchalantly and I see that it's the small dark haired transfer, I believe her name was Cassiopeia.
I laugh. "nothing? If you hadn't done that I would be dead!" I say. She smiles in return.
"okay, I suppose it was a little more then nothing" she admits. After a moment, we both laugh at her modesty and the pure ludicrousness of the situation.
"Cassiopeia, and you?" she asks
"Lilibeth" I tell her. I have feeling ive just found a friend.
Aarons Pov
I sit with my head leaned back against the train wall with my eyes closed, listening to the quiet rumble of the train. When I was little, I always loved erudite, it was my home and I couldn't imagine anywhere else id like to be. But then I grew up. I realized erudite isn't just people learning and working to make the world better, but also people learning and working to bring down other people, which they clearly proved with the reports they kept sending out a year ago. They stopped with the reports , but they remained arrogant and boring, full of desire to benefit only themselves. So I left. Dauntless is where I'd really like to be, and I realized that just last night, when I was debating my two results from the aptitude test, erudite and dauntless. Remembering my newfound divergence, whatever that means, scares me, so I block that thought from my mind and look around the train.
The girls sitting directly across from me has long, straight red hair, and eyes so dark I can only just make out the pupil from the iris (this girl is lilibeth, just btw). She seems small, but something about her tells me not to underestimate her. The girl next to her has long, curly dark hair and ice blue eyes, from amity. I know her, Cassiopeia. She was one of my friends girlfriend at one point, but they broke up a while back. She's pretty cool. Aside from them in our part of the train is a couple candor boys who look like complete jerks, and a girl with light brown hair chopped close to her head. Like me, shes from erudite, but I don't know her. Theres also a couple of dauntless-borns who are standing up and heading over to where there would be a door.
They jump.
A couple of us exclaim, but I know better. They clearly wouldn't jump for now reason, so I stand up quickly and look out. a roof top, nearing the end, is what we are supposed to jump onto. I wave everyone else over and without thinking, I leap. My feet hit the gravel and a shooting pain echoes through them, and I stumble onto my knees. After a few moments of rest I get up. Everybody else seems to have made it onto the rooftop with varying levels of success, and now people are gathering near the edge, where a tall man with a harsh face stands. I jog over to hear what he is saying.
"I am eric" he announces. "Im a leader hear, so I can throw you out of this faction! Don't turn smartass on me or you will be sorry, I promise you! the dauntless compound is below us, and if you are not a coward, youll jump off this ledge to get there. If you are to coward to do it, then go join the factionless! Whos first?" his words cause a wave a fear in me, but I don't let it show. This guy does not seem like the type who is accepting of fear.
I see the red haired girl from the train step forward, and onto the ledge, throwing off her white t shirt so that she is wearing black leggings and a black tank top. She clearly is done being candor. Without another word she jumps. It looks like I was right not to underestimate her.
My feet move forward, although I don't remember giving the permission to do so. I want to get this over with. I step up onto the ledge, and I don't think, I just fall.
For a few seconds I feel blind terror, and then I feel thrill, and laugh out loud. The wind stings my eyes and every bit of exposed skin, but the feeling doesn't last long. I land suddenly on something hard, but bouncy. A net. A small hand grabs my forearms and pulls me off the net.
The girl who stands before me has blonde hair, and looks as thought she is only barely older then me. A man stands behind her, arms crossed, eyes towards the sky. I walk down stairs of a platform, and towards the girl who jumped first. I smile and lean back against the wall. I think I'm going to like being dauntless.
that was longer then i meant it to be! There was so much I wanted to get done in this chapter! There will be one more POV other then Aarons, tris's, and lilibeths, which will be Cassiopeia. Please review! Also names for initiates would be helpful. Hope you enjoyed!
