Peters pov
Four comes to wake us up at ten to eight. I quickly sit up and look around the room. Tris is already up and gathering clothes from her small chest of drawers. She pulls out a plain black vest top and a pair of black trousers. She quickly throws off her top and puts on her clean one followed by her trousers. I have never seen a girl get changed so quickly. I can tell she hates how we all have to share the same room. Her eyes examine the room quickly and her cheeks flush red when she catches on that I have just seen her get changed. I wink at her and give her a tiny wave. She smiles shyly and hurries to the bathroom. Judging by how quickly she got changed and then scanned the room to see if anyone had seen her. It's clear she is self conscious, I don't understand why though. I suppose her chest is a little on the small side but that doesn't bother me, she is beautiful and I just need to prove it to her. I quickly get changed and jog down to the training room.
"The first thing you will learn today is how to shoot a gun. The second thing is how to win a fight," Four says whilst handing out large guns."Thankfully, if you are here, you already know how to get on and off a moving train, so I don't need to teach you that" he continues. Its then that I realise how tired I actually am, Al and his pathetic crying kept me up. God he is such a wimp. He is never going to make it through initiation. " We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear," Four explains. "Therefore each stage of initiation is intended to prepare you in a different way." "The first stage is primarily physical; the second, primarily emotional; the third, primarily mental"
"But what…" I yawn through my words "what does firing a gun have to do with bravery" I ask. Four presses the barrel of his gun to my forehead. My heart starts racing but I cant let on that I am a coward so I just stand there and raise my eyebrow, he cant shoot me even if he wanted to, he would get in so much trouble for it.
"Wake up," Four snaps, " Your holding a loaded gun you idiot! Act like it." I feel my cheeks redden as everyone's eyes are on me, I role my eyes and look away quickly before anyone notices my quivering lip. "And to answer your question…you are far less likely to soil your pants and cry for your mother if you are prepared to defend yourself." "Watch me." Four says and turns to face the wall. He positions his feet shoulder length apart and hold the gun in both hands, his eyes never moving once from the target. He releases the trigger and the bullet fires through the centre of the target. I turn to face my target and try to copy Four, its actually really difficult. After a couple of attempts I stop just to give my aching arms a rest. I look over at Tris to see if she has hit the target yet. I watch as her bullet plummets through the middle of her target just like Fours. She is the only one to do it and I can't help but feel proud.
After lunch Four leads us to a different room with a painted circle in the middle of it. To the left of is it a chalkboard with all our names on it. We all gather in close to listen for instructions. "As I said this morning, next you will learn how to fight," Four says. "Today you will all learn the techniques, tomorrow you will begin to fight each other." When he is done speaking we all head to different parts of the room to begin training, Tris heads towards the punching bags and I follow her and begin punching one two down from her. I can't let Tris distract me from training; I really do need to work hard. For what seems like ages I am fully concentrated on my punches. I look over my shoulder at Tris whilst I catch my breath and notice Four speaking to her; he puts both his hands on her stomach and looks her in the eyes. Anger boils over me and I have to look away or else I might kill him. Instead I carry on punching the bag and imagine its Fours face I continue to do so until training is over. I decide to go get a shower and get ready for tonight. I walk down to the pit and meet up with drew and molly. Molly is a big girl with dark black hair. If she shaved off her hair I swear she would look like a man. She's had this massive crush on me since we were 10, all through school her and drew would follow me around like they were both lost puppies! Drew is a complete baby! He is tiny and has no muscle to him but he is actually a good person to be around when he isn't crying about how molly likes me and not him.
" Hey guys look at the stiff, she's getting a tattoo." Molly says whilst pointing at the tattoo parlour. "I bet she cries her pathetic eyes out." Drew spits trying way to hard to impress molly. Tris looks beautiful. She has makeup on her eyes and really red lips. God I want to kiss her so bad.
" Peter are you even listening to me!" Molly shouts whilst snapping her fingers in my face. I realise I might have been staring a little to long. I see Tris on her own walking towards the chasm.
" Im going to bed im tired." I say quickly and walk off in the same direction Tris went in. As soon as I am round the corner I start running, I have to speak to her. I have to get her to be mine before Four beats me to it. I finally see her sitting on the floor next to the chasm where we sat the other night. Something isn't right I can tell. I run over quickly and kneel down in front of her.
"Tris are you okay? What's wrong?" I say as I bring my hand to her cheek. She is freezing.
"Im okay honestly Peter, just a headache." She says and puts her hand over mine. Her touch brings butterflies to my stomach.
"God Tris you just scared the life out of me." I say breathing heavily.
" Im sorry I didn't mean too scare you." She replies and gives me a small smile. I bring my other hand to her cheek and gently pull her in close. I rest my forehead on hers. "Peter..." She begins to say but I lean in and press my lips to hers, stopping her from speaking. I slowly pull away and look at her. She is so hard to figure out. "Im s…" I try to say but she grabs me and kisses me eagerly. Our lips part and I caress her tongue with mine. I hold onto her waist and lean back against the cold wall pulling her on top of me. She runs her delicate fingers through my hair and my hands find their way to her perfectly shaped bottom. She pulls away from the kiss breathing heavily and rests her forehead back onto mine. "I don't want to go to fast," She says breathless. I kiss her on the forehead to reassure her its okay. I wrap her short legs around my waist and stand up lifting her off of the ground. She giggles as I twirl with her in my arms; I bring her down for one last kiss and then put her down. She looks up at me with her big beautiful eyes and laces her fingers in-between mine. I have never felt so happy in my life. I want to show off my gorgeous girl to everyone. We slowly walk back the way we came and towards the pit again.
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