I zoom down the line with great speed. This. Is. Amazing. I feel like I'm weightless. I feel like I'm flying. Wind pushes against my face and it makes my eyes water, so it's hard to see.
I weave through buildings and through them. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to hit something. It is a long ride but I finally see the big X at the end, so I pull the brake and stop just before the wooden wall.
There are Dauntless already down here to help me down. I unstrap myself, and they make a net out of their arms and I trust them to catch me. One, two, three. I drop and they catch me. This is my faction.
We're back at Dauntless headquarters and it's past midnight. I go back into the dormitories and fall onto my bed, not even bothering to get changed. And I fall asleep right away.
The next morning I am for some reason in a good mood. It's the end of stage one. We have one last fight before we have a day break and before stage two starts.
After me and my friends eat lunch we go to the training room. Four is already there leaning against the wall with a blank expression on his face. He doesn't notice any of us until I walk over to the nearest punching bag to him and I feel him look over at me. I practice my punches, kicks, knees and elbows.
After about 5 minutes Eric and the rest of the initiates are here. He grabs the chalkboard that is leaning against the wall, so we couldn't see it. I look at the messy writing and see that I'm with Peter again. But instead of feeling afraid I feel self-confident. I can do this. I can beat him up like he did to me. Peter and I fight the third round.
The first few fights doesn't go very far. A few punches and one opponent was down. Christina beat Will surprisingly and Al lost against Drew. Peter jumps onto the platform and smiles his wicked smile like Eric's. They are creepily alike. I walk up and put my hands up on front of me. His smile fades when he sees the determination in my eyes.
I remember what Four told me. To attack him first. I elbow Peter in the throat, and he makes a groaning sound. He tries to knee me in the ribs but I block it and move farther, so he can't reach me. Eric has no expression on his face and I glance in Four's direction and see him smiling slightly. I refocus on Peter, and he swings a punch to my jaw.
I hold back the pain and grab his arms into an arm lock and knee him in the ribs multiple times. He pushes me away but I kick him in the side, and he falls to the ground. Before he has a chance to get up kick him again harder. Peter crawls away and stands. He throws a hook punch and I block it and I muster as much strength as I could in a punch to the nose.
He falls to the ground and blood starts gushing from his nose. From the way it looks I probably broke it. I wait for him to get back up, but he just stays on the ground, groaning in pain.
Eric circles my name on the chalkboard, irritated. Probably that I won instead of Peter. Everyone erupts in loud cheering. I beat Peter! Christina runs up to me and gives me a hug. "You beat him!" she shouts. I grin and hug her back.
She walks back to Will and sits next him on the bench. They seem close lately. I hear footsteps and a hand on my shoulder. I spin around and I see Four. "Congrats," he grins.