Chapter 3

Four

Tobias is the first person I see, after climbing out of the net that caught me when I jumped off the roof. He looks shocked for a split second before masking it well. He quickly asks if I want to change my name. I do.

"Belle, third jumper," he calls out before I head over to join Beatrice.

She quickly informs me that she chosen Tris for her new name. I let her know that I like it and think its awesome. Soon were joined by Christina who greets us quickly before turning to watch the other jumpers.

After the last jumper Tobias introduces himself to us as Four. He looks taller than I remember, and more confident. I make a the decision in a split second, I'm not just going to survive in Dauntless, I'm going to thrive here.

"Four, like the number?" Christina ask loudly from beside me.

Tobias strides over to her until he's in her space and towering over her. He looks down right terrifying and I don't blame Christina when she takes a small step back. "Yeah, exactly like the number," he says, "the first lesson you'll learn from me, is to keep your mouth shut."

"Scary," Christina whispers to Tris and I as Four beckons us to follow him.

"You'll be staying here for the duration of your training," he says as he leads us into a large room with beds lined in neat rows.

"Boys or girls?" one of the guys ask from behind me.

"Both," Four replies glancing over his shoulder to look at us.

"Nice," one of the girls say sarcastically.

"If you like that you're going to love the bathrooms," Four replies as he leads us to the room attached to the sleeping areas, there are a few toilets and several shower stalls ling the walls. "You should feel right at home Candor, everything out in the open," he says to Christina while shoving through Tris and I. Apparently Dauntless has made him rude as well as intimidating. "You get the night off so I suggest you use it to rest up and eat your fill at dinner. You have five minutes to get change."

"Belle and I can cover for you while you change then you and I can do the same for Belle," Christina tells Tris.

"No," I quickly say. "I'll be fine." If I have my back facing towards Tris no one will be able to see the scars that go from the middle of my back to the lower part of it.

"Alright," she agrees.

"Damn, Stiff," one of the Erudite transfers, Peter I think, says, "are those real?"

I flush with embarrassment as I quickly pull my new shirt on.

"Don't listen to him, Belle," Christina tells me, "he's just upset that he won't ever end up with a girl so well endowed."

I know she's trying to be comforting but her words send another rush of embarrassment through me. "Thanks Christina," I say anyways.

"Should we sit there?" Tris asks gesturing towards the empty space around Four. I shrug while Christina gives her a disbelieving look.

Somehow I end up siting beside Four, I'm not upset but I don't want to draw to much attention to the fact that were related. It wouldn't take a genius to look between us and see that were siblings. We have the same eyes, same hair color, and facial cues that could give us away. Plus I probably look to relaxed sitting by our scary instructor.

"Have you never seen a hamburger before?" Christina asks Tris, who is looking at the food with caution.

"No, I've seen one, I've just never eaten one," she replies.

"Ditto," I say as I grab a hamburger.

"Abnegation eat mostly plane food, a plant based diet, no sauces and minimum seasoning," the guy sitting across from Christina says.

"Jeez, what text book did you swallow?" she asks him.

He smiles at her. "I'm will, Erudite."

"Of course you are," Christina says before looking over at Tris and I. "No offense but I'm surprised that Abnegation even eats at all. To selfish right?"

"You have to be really confident to be friends with a Candor," Will says.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Cristina asks him.

"It means you have no filter, you say the first thing that pops into your head."

The boy next to him joins the conversation, "you mean like your an idiot?"

"Nice one Al," Christina praises him. "At least we tell the truth."

"Erudite can tell the truth because we have the facts," Will counters.

I've almost forgotten that Four is sitting beside me until he speaks, "I don't want to hear about your old factions, your Dauntless now."

"Were you a transfer, or Dauntless born?" Tris asks him.

He leans in front of me to glare at her. "What makes you think you can talk to me?"

Tris stumbles over her words and he goes back to eating until, "it must be because your so approachable."

I snort and nearly choke on the piece of hamburger that I was chewing. Four gives me a disapproving look that no one else sees, the same look I used to get from him when he was teaching me how to cook and I would make a stupid mistake. "Be careful," He warns Tris before going back to his meal.

"You my friend have a death wish," Christina tells Tris.

I take another bite of my hamburger before Four slides something over to me. It's ketchup, I've seen other kids put it on there fries in the cafeteria in school. "Try this on it," he says low enough to were only I can hear him. Or at least I think I'm the only one who can hear him, but when I glance over at Tris I see her quizzical look.

I shrug and put the thing of ketchup between us after putting some on my burger. I take a bite and decide that I'm going to marry this burger. It is seriously the best thing I have ever tasted.

"Initiates stand," a voice yells out from over our heads as I take my last bite of burger. "You have chosen the warrior faction, we believe in ordinary acts of bravery and the courage that makes one person stand up for another. Respect that. Do us proud."

Suddenly we're getting lifted up over the heads of other Dauntless members. I pray that no one saw me flinch when people began touching my back, its an automatic reaction by now, that I need to get over quick before anyone notices. All of us get surfed around the room, and I loose count of how many people touch my butt, by accident or on purpose I don't care, I hate it. But I plaster on my best face smile and pretend that I'm enjoying myself, even though I'm scared that some will drop me. I pass by Christina and for a split second we hold hands before the crowd force us in different directions.