A/N: Omg you guys! I am so so so sorry I didn't update recently - I lost power for two days! It was absolutely awful, and I hated it. Please read the author's note that is randomly situated in the middle (you'll see what I mean in a minute)

Also this chapter is slightly longer than the usual! Yay!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Divergent, Insurgent, or any characters mentioned in either.

Anyway, Chapter 6:

*The next day*

Waking up at 7 o'clock in the morning has never been a specialty of mine. I love sleeping in, and when my alarm clock rings at 7:00, I stay in bed until Tobias literally shakes me awake.

"Get your lazy ass out of bed," he says with a laugh. I groan.

"It's 7:00 in the morning. Let me sleep," I complain.

He extends an arm out to me, which I grudgingly take. "It's time to wake up, Tris," he says. "I'm taking first shower."

I groan. "Make it quick!" I say, before he gives me a peck on the cheek.

At 7:30, we walk into the cafeteria. "I hate mornings," I say. He laughs.

"I know."

We sit down at our usual table, which is deserted due to the early hour. "Incoming initiates," he warns me as all of the transfers walk in. Close behind them comes Christina, Will, and Uriah. I wave them over.

Thankfully, the transfers sit a few tables away. I'm not in the mood to deal with them right now. I deserve my half hour of peace.

Christina, Will, and Uriah sit with us at our table. We sit in a comfortable silence for the first half of breakfast. Everyone is too content with their food to speak. I look at my watch and notice that it is 7:45. "Four," I say, nudging him with my elbow. "It's time to set up for the initiates. Today is guns, right?"

He nods. A few tables over, I hear an initiate gasp.

A/N: At this point, it was like 12:30 at night so I went to bed. I was going to continue writing the story in the morning. When I woke up, my power was out -_- We have like two feet of snow, and there is a big tree down in my front yard (yes, I wanted to cry when I woke up). So, it's currently 8:30 AM on February 9th, 2013. I hope I can publish this soon. I will probably write a lot of chapters while my power is out, because I don't have any wifi. I obviously cannot publish the chapters without wifi, so I hope it comes back soon :( /end rant. Back to the story!

I can tell they've heard our conversation when all of the initiates start talking at once. "See you guys later," I say to my table.

Tobias and I leave the cafeteria together. We make it to the training room at 7:50, and I walk over to the counter with the guns. I admire all of them shortly, before picking up my usual handgun. It is small and looks weak, like me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a target by the back wall. I load my gun, spin, and fire. Bulls-eye. Tobias whistles. "Still got it in you," he comments. I grin.

Because I sucked so much with guns during initiation, I started practicing on days when I didn't have to work. I have improved greatly, which will undoubtedly scare the initiates. My smile doesn't fade. Tobias was, of course, the one who helped me out.

He picks up a gun of his own, loads it, closes both eyes, and fires. I laugh. "Show off," I taunt.

It's times like these when I love Tobias the most. Times when we're carefree, and don't have a single trouble in the world. We can laugh and smile, and no one will judge us, because this is Dauntless. This isn't Abnegation, where even holding hands is frowned upon. We are Dauntless, we are free.

The initiates all walk in together at 7:58. I frown at their unity. They shouldn't become too close, because only about a half of them will make it. I sigh.

"Listen up," Tobias yells. "We're doing guns today. Pick one up, then watch Six as she shows you how to fire."

I line my feet up directly with the target. I exhale, lift the gun, position it, and fire. I could do it ten times faster, but the initiates have to learn how to fire the gun before I show off.

"Got it?" I ask. No one answers. "Well, you had better learn fast."

I watch as all the initiates scurry off to pick up their guns. Every single one of them handles it like it is a dainty little baby. I laugh.

I observe a Candor boy pick up the lightest gun and hand it to a Candor girl. I smile at the chivalry, but I know that the girl won't last long. She reminds me of Myra, and I feel a pang in my heart for her. Myra and I weren't close, but I wonder how she is doing in the factionless world. The girl kisses the boy on the cheek and says, in a flirty voice, "Thank you, Joshua." They both smile.

"Not a problem, Erin," he replies. He looks my way and winks. I am taken aback, apparently he is not the sweet, chivalrous boy I once thought he was. Strange. You think you can judge a person 100% without even knowing them, and then they do something to totally prove you wrong. But, since you don't know them enough to judge them, you just move on and think of them differently.

Tobias walks up to me and puts his chin on my head. I laugh. "I wish I wasn't short," I say to him. "Maybe they'd take me more seriously."

He laughs too, shrugging. "I like your height," he says, wrapping his arms around my waist. I sigh, content.

Two ugly initiates snicker at us. One boy, one girl, both Erudite. I struggle to come up with their names, but Tobias beats me to it. "Hey Henry! At least I can get a girlfriend," he says with what I know is a smirk on his face. They both redden and turn around. "That was Annalies and Henry," he tells me. "They're siblings."

I nod. "Ugly," I comment. He just laughs. I feel bad for making fun of him, but then I remember how they snickered. My guilt fades away.

That's when I notice her. The Abnegation girl. Becka, I think she called herself. She is bigger than me, but then again, everyone else is too. She is amazing with a gun, and is the first to hit the target. I gape at her, and Tobias follows my stare. "She's a Stiff, right?" he asks me. I nod.

"Let's keep an eye on her," he says. I nod once again. She reminds me of someone I know, or perhaps knew. There is nothing different about her from all the other Abnegation, except for the way she carries herself. She was born for Dauntless, I can tell.

I make a mental note to keep an eye on her. She may be more noticeable than I thought.

Woo! 1300+ words! Longest chapter yet :) So I actually didn't end up being able to write without my power, because it would have been awkward explaining why I was on my laptop if we didn't have power.. So I was like "ehh". Sorry! Once again, I'm super sorry that I didn't get to update D: I freaked out when I heard 3-5 days, but it came back after two! I was stoked (do people still say stoked?) I started dancing with my family and yelling when it came back.

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