CHAPTER 2

FOUR'S POV

Whoa, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh

Whoa

I'm waking up to ash and dust

I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust

I'm breathing in the chemicals

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus

This is it, the apocalypse

Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flag and dye my clothes

It's a revolution, I suppose

We're painted red to fit right in

Whoa

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus

This is it, the apocalypse

Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

All systems go, the sun hasn't died

Deep in my bones, straight from inside

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

"Shut up!" I groaned. Tris sang the song of my worst nightmare…

Hands Up, you can hold your Hands Up... High!

Hey, how ya doin'? There's a party starting here!

Won't you come and join the ride cause we wanna get together?

Hey everybody, you'll be part of the gang

Gonna dance like crazy

So let's dance!

Keep it working let me see those moves!

Clap your hands!

And stamp your feet!

Come on!

Hands Up, you can hold your Hands Up, gotta put your hands up, come and hold your hands up...

High!

Hands Up, you can hold your Hands Up, gotta put your hands up, see if you can reach for the sky!

And that song of horror…

It's time for training and we're getting started - it's on, you know

And we wanna see you whip and shout it - we rock, you roll

They say, go slow

And everything just stands so still

We say, go go!

We're ready for the fight, we know the drill

Monday morning and we feel defeated, seems so long ago

Tuesday's comin' we just keep on beatin'

'Til we're in our zone

They say, go slow

And everything just stands so still

We say, go go!

You're gonna see us rip into it

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - we're gonna do it again

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - and do the Weekend Whip

Wednesday mornin' and we soon discover we gotta push our game

We slept through Thursday just to get it over

The whip's a day away!

They say, go slow!

And everything just stands so still

We say, go go!

You're gonna see us rip into it

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - we're gonna do it again

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - and do the Weekend Whip Yeah! Yeah!

They say, no no! but we don't wanna sit around no more

We say, go go!

You're gonna see us rip into it

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - we're gonna do it again

We just jump up kick back whip around and spin

And then we jump back, do it again

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - and do the Weekend Whip

Ninja! Go! Ninja! Go!

Come on, come on - and do the Weekend Whip

(Jump up kick back whip around and spin)

Mr tumble or Justin Fletcher was my worst nightmare. He is a CLOWN! Clowns are creepy as hell. Why are they so happy and those creepy smiles. I shiver at the thought of those smiles. I haven't watched Lego ninjago since the piracy series started. Who doesn't hate that? If you like that then you must have had the best childhood. I did too but I just hate ninjago and Mr tumble.

"FOUR! FOUR! TRIS IS MISSING!" I jump out of bed and get dressed as quick as lightning. Amar and Eric are downstairs wearing a massive smile on their faces.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh. Nothing. It's just that we have proven our theory that YOU LOVE TRIS!" they yelled

"Say it louder, why don't you." I say sarcastically.

"TOBIAS LOVES TRIS! TOBIAS LOVES TRIS!" At this, I picked them up in one hand dragged them to the slot. That slot was covered in custard pies.

"AGHHHHHHHHH! GET ME OUT! GET ME OUT!" they screamed.

I went to my Lamborghini Huracan LP610-4. What? I know my cars. This has a 5.2 litre engine and mine is in navy blue. Tris's car was gone along with the twins. Thank goodness. Wait?! I don't know where Divergent high is. Help!

That was Chapter 2.

Peace out

-The Dauntless Divergent