The rest of the physical training went on for a week. Surprisingly, June had been quite good at various activities. Her weak spots were those implying real strength, but she was fast in her moves and privileged strategy over punching without thinking. Eric had not repeated his attempt to start a conversation with her, as it was obvious she didn't want anything to do with him. He hadn't been aggressive towards her as well, not wanting to aggravate their situation. He simply ignored her, despite his urge to make up their lost time.

The group of initiates met with the group of dauntless-born initiates in a spacious training room. Their trainers gathered in front of them and Eric spoke.

"Tonight is the first cut of the lowest ranked initiates. Four of you didn't meet our expectations and will leave us. The next cut will take place after the last stage of initiation."

Four then unveiled the final ranking board. There were about thirty initiates in the room and four of them had their name in red. There was Eli, Sam, Ashley and Danielle. Except for Sam and Danielle, the rest of them were transfers. Their group was now down to eight. Despite the relief that most initiates felt, there was a hushed silence, in respect of the four former members. Then some made the first move and hugged to say goodbye. The trainers left without a word, except for Four who was in charge of accompanying the four now factionless young people.

After dinner, the tension was gone and those who stayed in the program decided to celebrate at the pit where the party was always going on. June started getting dressed to party. She didn't really get to know Eli, Sam and Ashley but was still feeling bitter, thinking they were now factionless. She tried not to think about it as she picked out her clothes: a black laced tank top with a see-through back and a pair of black shorts. She put on make-up for the occasion and tied her hair into a high ponytail. She was pretty content with the way she looked especially since she had been shaping up her body thanks to the daily physical training. She grabbed a black cardigan in case it would get cold and left the dorm to join her four friends in the pit. Over the few days spent together, they had developed links. Ally was a medium size girl who came from abnegation but was very strong, which helped her get a high ranking. Drew was from Erudite and his abilities in physics made him a great competitor in shooting guns and throwing knives. Delilah had chosen dauntless over candor because she was probably the most fearless girl of her faction, allowing her to become the best ranked of their group of initiates. She had been the first jumper at the beginning of the initiation. Tyler came from candor as well and therefore knew Delilah from the beginning. He was very athletic and hardy. All four of them were astonished to see June so feminine and sexy.

"June you look so amazing!" Shouted Ally over the music. "I Love your makeup, it really brings out your eyes! I almost didn't recognize you."

"Yeah me neither!" Drew said.

"Thanks! Now who wants to come with me and dance?" June suggested.

They all followed her and danced and drank until they couldn't figure out who they were anymore. It felt good to finally forget about the initiation and the pressure on their shoulders. After three hours of dancing, June went to sit alone by the bar to rest for a bit, leaving her friends somewhere on the dance floor. The bartender put down a pina colada in front of her.

"It's from the guy there, I think he'd like to sit by you." He explained, pointing at a malicious looking young man.

"Oh okay, why not." She was already drunk and didn't think that another cocktail would make things worse. She started sipping the drink as the man sat beside her. He had dark eyes and black hair that were brought out by the paleness of his face. He was both attractive and creepy.

"Hello Beautiful." That was his pick-up line. "I'm James. How do you like the cocktail?"

"It tastes sweeeet." She admitted with a silly smile.

"Great! I heard that you made it to emotional training. Congratulations!"

"Thank you thank you!" She repeated without really knowing why.

"Hey would you like to dance?"

"Of course! I love dancing!"

She tried to stand up but almost fell and was caught by James. She laughed in a silly way before following James on the dance floor, holding his hand tight in order not to fall. But as the music went on, James was becoming more and more insisting which made her uncomfortable. She didn't like that he was sliding his right hand lower and lower on her back while approaching his left hand closer to her breast. She couldn't think straight but she knew something was wrong. She tried to step back but he caught her wrists and pulled her to an empty and hidden corner of the room, where he blocked her between him and the wall, trying to kiss her full on the mouth. She struggled to get out but everything was so fuzzy and her body didn't want to respond to her brain. The music was too loud, nobody could hear her cry for help. She tried to punch James but it was as though her strength had faded away. The tears came out, as James was definitely much stronger then her drunk-self. He touched her inappropriately, which felt horrible to her and when she thought she had no chance of getting out of his trap, James let go. The tears and the alcohol were blocking her sight but she was pretty sure that someone was hitting James. She heard a loud shout of pain and another punch and tried to get away from this awful place but couldn't move. She didn't have even any strength to get up so she leaned closer to the wall and curled into a ball, waiting for the alcohol to disappear from her organism.

Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated my story for a while, I had personnal issues... I hope you still enjoy it though :)