Tobias POV
I wake to the loud beeping of my alarm, and hit it to turn it off, sighing. Tris is still asleep in my arms, and I'd feel bad to wake her, but we have to start setting up in about half an hour, and I know she'll want to eat something first. I lean over and kiss her lips softly. She doesn't move, but I feel her kiss back, so I withdraw, and she immediately starts to pout. I can't help but to laugh a little.
"Time to get up, Tris," I say to her, she mumbled something back, but I couldn't tell what it was. "We need to go sort out the guns and targets for initiation." I leant over again, and gave her another kiss. Tris tried to pin me there so I couldn't move, but I always had been stronger than her, and I unwrapped her arms, and slid out of bed.
"What time is it?" Tris mumbled from the bed as I grabbed some clothes from my wardrobe. I turned to look at her and laughed when I realised she was now hugging my pillow.
"Time for you to get up," I grin, and she glared at me. "It's quarter past seven. We have to be setting up in thirty minutes." I went into the bathroom to get changed, as I always did when Tris was here, I didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable than she may already be. I heard the bed creak and knew that she was getting up.
"I'm going to get changed," She called to me. For some reason she still didn't have any clothes here for when she stayed over. "I'll meet you in the training room. Grab me a muffin please!" I laughed so she knew I'd heard, and then heard the door click shut.
I never took long to get dressed, so rather than meeting Tris in the training room, I went to grab her a muffin, and picked one out for myself, and then went to her apartment. She'd given me a spare key ages ago, after I'd given her a key to my apartment. I sat down on her sofa and waited for her to leave her room. It was 7:40 by the time she came out, she grinned at me and I stood to give her a kiss. We both lingered for a minute, before stepping away.
"You realise how long these three weeks are going to be?" I said, and she nodded, taking one of the muffins from me, and eating it as we start heading towards the training rooms.
"My bets are they'll find out in the first few days anyway, though," Tris said.
"Why? Can't you keep your hands off me?" I grinned at her; she rolled her eyes but trailed a hand down my back, causing me to shiver a little.
"Maybe I can't," she laughed, and I joined in. We got to the training room with ten minutes to set up, so without talking I got the targets out while Tris set up the guns, making sure they were loaded with enough pellets. We worked in silence till Tris walked over to me, I leaned down to give her a kiss, and she grinned, ducking out of it. "Now who can't keep themselves off," she laughed at me, and went to grab another target to help set it out.
Ten minutes later, the first initiates were heading into the room. Tris had subtly gone to the other side of the room for a bit, so she wasn't tempted to hold my hand, at least, that's what I believe, though she wouldn't tell me if it was true or not.
At one minute past eight, the last initiates stumbled through the door. I stared at them, about to shout, but Tris beat me too it. "Initiates! You're late!" She yelled, so close to their ear it made them jump. She had joined the back of their group, since she blended in almost perfectly. She had grown a little over the past year, but was still short. Her body had matured too, so if you looked, you'd be able to tell that she wasn't an initiate, but they hadn't paid attention to her.
"If you're late again then we'll be waking you up at 7:30 every morning so that you get up," I said as Tris walked to the front looking proud of herself. I hear a few of them mumble about the pair of us, but ignore them. If they were late when Eric was around then they would be hanging over the chasm by now. "Before we start, I have a bit of information for you. As you can tell, you're being trained separately from the dauntless born. At the end of each staged you're ranked so that we know, and can get rid of, the lowest ranking initiates." There's an audible gulp, though I'm not sure where from. "Stage one and two we keep you completely separate from the dauntless born, however at the end of stage 2 you're ranked together, stage three and four are individual for training, but you will also be ranked together." I give them a few minutes to process what I've said before continuing. "Stage one is all about knife skills and shooting, stage two is fighting, stages three and four are emotional and mental." There's another pause before I speak, "Now pay attention to Six, she's going to explain how to fire a gun, and I'm going to shoot."
I picked up a gun and stood in front of a target as Tris spoke, "There are several different ways to fire a gun, standing, kneeling, laying down, and so on. You have to master all of these to get through the initiation." She pauses and turns to me, "Ready?" I nod, so she continues, "You first have to sort out how you're standing. Always face forward, with your feet shoulder width apart; this'll help for the recoil. Aim the gun at the target, with two hands on the gun, take off the safety and shoot." Tris said. Not a second after she finished I shot one bullet into the centre of the target.
"Grab a gun!" I turn and say. "The more practice you get indoors today, the better you'll be when we go outside." The initiates slowly went towards the guns. They didn't seem particularly enthused, so I shouted, "Now initiates! Or you'll be hanging over the chasm for five minutes!" They all sped up, each finding their own target. I walked over to a bench and watched as Tris walked around, helping some people with their stances and aiming.
It was a quiet morning, most of them did as they were told and hit the target, I made a note to go and help Grace, Lucas and Emily after lunch, as they still couldn't hit anywhere near the centre, which wouldn't help them. Tris was standing to the right of one of the boys, Daniel, I think his name was. He smiled when she said something, and nodded along to it before shooting at his target. He hit inside the centre circle and Tris smiled as a well done.
"Lunch!" I called eventually. Everyone turned and looked at me, almost like they'd forgotten I was there. "Make sure the safety is on your gun, and put it on the table please. Then head to the cafeteria for lunch." All of them left, some smiling gratefully at Tris, and others just ignoring us.
"How was that?" She asked as the last few left the room.
"Good, well done." I smiled at her, but she continued staring at me, "What? You scared the life out of the stragglers, and then got almost all of them to hit inside the circle of the target!" She smiled now. "Lunch?" I asked.
"I'm starved," she agreed. She reached around me to hug me, and I kissed her forehead and grabbed her hand.
The cafeteria was busy today, but Zeke had saved Tris and I a seat at his table, so Tris went to sit down while I got her some food, and a slice of Dauntless cake. She quickly took them from me when I got back to the table, to stop me from dropping them on the floor, and I grinned and sat next to her.
"How's the Control Room?" I asked Zeke. He'd been put in charge of it for the few weeks I wasn't there.
"Quiet. One of the cameras went down in the leaders area, but I contacted Max and he fixed it right away, other than that, nothing much," he shrugged. I nodded, biting into a slice of cake.
"No Uriah or Chris yet?" Tris asked.
"Not seen them yet. I hope they're beating the crap out of them though." Tris and I burst into laughter. "How're the transfers?"
"Alright, some of them obviously show their old Factions though. One of them didn't even want to shoot a gun for a while," I looked at Tris confused, and so did Zeke, so she just said, "Grace," as if that explained it. When we both still looked confused she shook her head at us. "She was an Amity! Honestly, I don't even know how you remembered our Factions last year." Zeke started laughing again, and I glared at him, Tris just grinned up at me and took my hand under the table as I glared at her.
"That's the last time I bring you any cake," I whispered into her ear, and pull back to see her pouting, I can't help but to laugh, "You're cute when you pout." That got a reaction, not that I saw it, but a sudden sting in my arm told me that she just punched me. I just grinned at her.
"Time to go, Four," She glared at me, but I knew she was joking. "See you later, Zeke!" she called and left the cafeteria. I said my goodbyes quickly to Zeke, and ran after Tris.
"You okay?" I ask, just to be sure. The number of times I've annoyed her without meaning too was probably too high. She doesn't respond, but turns a corner which we don't have to go down. I frown, "Tris?" I ask, but she just turns round.
Her lips press against mine, and my hands immediately find the small of her back, her hands rest, one on my shoulder and one in my hair. She pulls back to breath, "Sorry," I hear her whisper, "I've wanted to do that all morning." I laugh and she pouts at me, so I kiss her again. "We ought to go; we don't want the initiates to be there before us." I nod, and she leads us through to the Training room.
"Grab a gun!" Tris shouts, as the initiates walk in. "Start shooting." I walk over to Grace and stand behind her, watching how she shoots.
"Try and keep both eyes open," I say after her fifth shot. "Your accuracy will be better then." She nods to tell me she heard, but doesn't speak.
"What are you doing Initiate!" I hear Tris shout from behind me as I head towards Lucas. I notice she has a gun in her hand, not her own, the initiate, Emily, I think her name is, stands in front of her. Tris points the gun at Emily's head, and her eyes go wide. "Is this a loaded gun?" She asked her voice dangerously quiet. I couldn't help but smirk, recalling the same incident with Peter last year. "I asked you a question Initiate!"
"Y-yes," was all Emily said, and Tris lowered the gun and flicked the safety on.
"You do not swing guns around, unless you want to kill someone."
Emily takes the gun back and shuffles quietly back towards her target. I heard her mutter something like 'Bitch'. I stared at her for a minute, but left it. If I'd heard it, so had Tris, and she was controlling herself, so I would control myself. Instead I walk over to Lucas to help him.
When the majority of Lucas' shots are hitting the target, I go over to Emily, and sigh. I'm sure she's just pretending to be awful, but I still have to help. "Feet facing forward," I say as I reach her. She turns to look at me, her gun staying pointed down the range.
"Oh, hey Four," she smiles at me. I don't smile back, I just wait for her to move her feet, when she doesn't I speak again.
"I told you, feet forward. Why aren't you doing that Initiate?" She mumbles something I don't hear, and moves her feet. "Aim," she takes aim and fires. It hits the circle on the target. "Keep both eyes open, and aim down a little." I said. She did that, and nearly hit the middle dot. "Better." I didn't look at her again; I just walked off, back to the table I was sat on. It was about 5:30 before I heard someone speak loudly again.
"Hey, how come we haven't seen Six shoot?" I hear, I look round and see Jay, facing the middle. A few nod in agreement with him, and I sigh.
"Did you want to shoot, Six?" I ask, and she shrugs.
"Seems like I have to," she takes Jay's gun from him, "just remember, never look down on your instructor." She stands in amongst the targets, breaths in, takes aim, breaths out, and shoots. Bulls eye. She does this again on each target before flicking the safety on and turning to him. "Happy?"
He stares at her in surprise, as she puts his gun on the table. "Finish now everyone. Guns on the table, safety on," I said, watching as they followed what they were told. "In here tomorrow at 8, or there will be punishments." They all nodded and scuttled off.
"Yes, initiate?" I heard Tris say, I turned to see Daniel in front of her, he smiled a little.
"Is there any chance of practicing, I'm one of the worst, and, well, I don't want to be Factionless," His voice quivers a little, but I shake my head as Tris speaks.
"Sorry, we can't let you without having one of us here, and we both have other things that we have to do." He nods, looking down, "we'll make sure to help you next time we work with them though, Daniel." He nods and leaves the room.
"You meant sleep, right?" I said once he was out of the room. Tris shook her head.
"You can, Chris is trying to drag me out shopping." She glared at the floor and I laughed.
"Better go find her then."
