The day before Visiting Day, we go for paintball. Early in the morning. Yay...
I lace up my black Camo boots and brush off imaginary dust off of my camo pants. Putting black paint upon my cheeks, I looked like a military soldier in black.
Keira was frowning at the mirror as she was getting dressed up like me.
"Uh-oh. Someone's not happy.", I say.
"I'm okay..."
"Keke, are you still upset over yesterday?"
Before she could answer, Mason jumps into the dormitory, screaming like a monster and bear-hugging Keira and carrying her around the room. "ROOOOAR! I'm a MONSTER!"
Keira giggles and says, "Put me down, you big oaf!"
"Not until I see a smile on your pretty face...!"
Keira smiles slowly and asks, "Can you put me down now...?"
"Alright."
Mason puts her down and hugs her. "Don't be sad, alright?"
Keira slowly wraps her arms around him, hugging him. "Thanks, Mason..."
I smile and say jokingly, "C'mon, you two lovebirds...let's go."
We were about to leave...until I see Marlon.
I glare at him as he was getting his bookbag. As he leaves, he whispers in my ear, "Meet me at the chasm after..."
I look at him as he left. Thomas came and saw me and my friends.
He grabs my arm and pulls me out of the dormitory.
"Hey, what are you-"
"About yesterday. I hear someone, possibly Marlon and the Candors, talking. Are you really Divergent?"
"WOW! I'm the BIGGEST fuckin' name IN HERE! Just scream my name then! Liz 'The Divergent' Prior!"
Thomas covers my mouth and runs off with me.
"Stop. Saying. That."
"Why should I...?"
"I can't..."
Thomas looks left and right then I see two shadows moving. I hear someone cackling from a distance and I shiver as I recognized it.
Lawrence.
He was laughing with some female but I didn't know who it was. As they left, Thomas says, "Be careful if you are Divergent, alright...?"
"Why do you care, anyway?! You're a toad when people are around!"
"And you think that Marlon likes you...? He's using you, Lizzie."
"Like you...?"
Thomas frowns. "You think that? If I was using you, I wouldn't be telling you to be careful! Being Divergent, Liz, I DANGEROUS! Ask your parents!"
"You AND Marlon ask me to do that. Why...?"
Thomas was about to talk until Keira and Mason came towards us. Keira points to her wrist, indicating that we had to leave...now. I run off with them as we met up in the training field, where Father was waving at me, and Mother was smiling at us, her face covered in black paint like mines was.
"Alright, you guys. Get a gun and some paintballs; we're going to the carnival. We're going to be split up into two teams. Me and Lawrence are going to be your team captains."
"Dad, is it really a good idea to make HIM a team captain? Why not make Mom a leader?", I hiss into his ear, looking at Lawrence, who was smirking evilly and it was making me nauseous.
"Your mother's going to be a co-leader with me."
"Ugh. Mom's being useless...YOU'RE making her useless!", I joke.
"No...well..."
"Dad."
"I'm joking."
"Dad? Making jokes? Is there some type of gas in the air that we should be aware about, Father?"
"Get in line, will ya?"
I laugh as I stand next to Keira, who was looking more depressed.
"Are you okay...?"
She shrugs her shoulders. "Maybe..."
"Keira."
"Liz."
"Be okay, please."
"Ok."
"Hope we'd be on the same team, guys!", says Mason as he wraps his strong arms around our necks.
"Do you NOT know how strong you are...?", I joke.
"So...?"
"So...GET OFF!"
I push him off, but he ends up bumping into Farrah, who scowls, "Watch it!"
"My bad, girl...damn."
Mason wipes off his camo pants and offers his hand to help her, but she sneers at him and gets up herself. I sneer at her when Mason trudges back to us. Father rolls his eyes and says, "Get in line."
"I'm pickin' first, Four.", says Lawrence with a scowl.
"Fine."
"Farrah."
"YES!", says Farrah as she runs off next to Lawrence with a smirk on her face, which made me sick. How was I NOT surprised that she was picked first...? Keira looked at her with fear and looked down at her feet. I wondered what was making Keira so nervous. Was being Dauntless making her lose control? She was making me nervous, but I didn't WANT to be nervous!
"I take Liz.", says Father.
I fist-pump the air and go to Dad, who hugs me.
"Aw, look at Daddy's princess!", Brandy says with a squeal.
"Watch your mouth, bitch!"
"Make me!"
"Stop it, you two.", says Father, with Mother wrapping her arms around my waist.
Lawrence smirks and says, "Not so soft anymore, are ya...?"
"I was never soft to BEGIN with, Lawrence!"
Just then, Uncle Caleb comes into the training field. His dark hair in waves like Justin Bieber. Wearing black jeans and a blue shirt. I wonder if Uncle Caleb was helping my parents. "Are you guys starting your 'paintball war' or whatever?"
"YES, Caleb.", says Father with an irritated look on his face.
"Oh. Sorry, Mister Badass."
Father growls and says, "Keira, you're with me."
"M-m-me? I-I-I-"
"Come ON, dude!", I say as I grab her arm.
"Brandy.", says Lawrence. "You're with me. And what is with HER? Are you trying to lose, Four?"
"No...I'm being smart."
"Your move then...Tobias."
Father glares at him. "Don't know who Tobias is. Mason."
"Marlon."
"Thomas."
I cringe. "Dad...?"
"Is there a problem..?"
"No. What are you planning anyway...?"
"Don't worry abut it.", says Father as he slowly smiles. I smile too. I feel like Father was planning a 'brains vs. brawns' thing. Exciting.
Marlon goes to Brandy and Farrah, who were whispering to each other and looking at me.
I didn't trust the twins nor do I trust Marlon, now that he and the twins know of my Divergence. Should I be worried? No. They don't scare me. I'm not letting those Candor scum near Keira, though I don't know what was making her so nervous. But, I DO know that it had something to do with Farrah, and I have to do anything and everything to take them out! Mason holds Keira into his grasp and nuzzles her neck with his nose. I look at them and smile. Mason and Keira have been very cozy lately. Marlon looks at me and smirks and nods at me. I sneer and turn to Thomas, who was looking at me with worried eyes. I nod at Thomas and mouth, "Trust me."
I knew that he was afraid of what I would do by the look on his face. Thomas smiles as he sees me smile.
After both Lawrence and Father pick Dauntless-born kids, we split up.
"I'll let you go first.", says Lawrence.
"Don't do me any damn favors.", says Father.
"Heh. Be second, then. It'll won't matter anyways...you'll lose. Team Lawrence! MOVE OUT!"
They left and we go after them. We go to the old carnival.
Mason lowly whistles and says, "Remember this place used to be legit?"
Most of the merry-go-round was broken up. The horses scratched and their heads broken off. That's where our hideout was. Uncle Caleb was with us, analyzing the horses and his surroundings.
"Yeah...not really. That was like, what, in the sixties? Fifties? Back when Uncle Caleb, Mother and Father weren't so old?", I joke.
Mother pulls on my ear and says, "We're not that old, you know."
"Yeah...right."
"Come on.", says Father.
"I'm not old...", says Unc, feeling left out.
I rub his back and smile. "I'm messing with you, Unc."
"What's the plan, Stan?", asks Mason with a cocked eyebrow.
"Defense.", says a Dauntless-born kid with bronze skin. Shiny teeth.
Like Chip Skylark.
"It's all about defense. Wait for the enemy to come to US then BOOM! We ambush 'em!", he continues.
"No way, Wyatt.", says a blonde Dauntless with a spider tattoo on her neck. "We go at 'em right away!"
"We don't know where they are!"
"YOU don't but I do..."
"Whatever, Nyla. I'm defense!"
"Offense!"
"Defense!"
"Whoa, whoa!", says Mason, splitting in the middle of them. "Let's think this over."
"Howard, move!", says Nyla, pushing him. "We need a plan!"
"I CAME UP WITH ONE!", screams Wyatt.
As they were arguing, Father had his back against the wall of the merry-go-round, rolling his eyes, while Mother was sighing to herself. Uncle Caleb was trying to reason with them, but they weren't listening. I laugh at them, but in the corner of my eye, I saw Thomas walking away from us. I follow him without being seen.
I see him climbing up the Ferris Wheel.
Good God...
I follow him without being seen until my hand nearly slips from its' grip on the railing. I let a cry of fear come out of my mouth without thinking about it. Thomas looks up and looks down in my direction. He climbs down and comes to my direction, pulling me up and holding me into his arms.
"Well, well, well. Looks like little Miss Dauntless wanted me to herself."
"NO! I was seeing what the...hell...you're up to."
I couldn't help myself but to look down. Thomas goes back to climbing up the Ferris Wheel. I hesitate for a bit. Thomas looks down, his brown hair in his face, and asks, "Comin'?"
I look at him as if it was my first time meeting him. I nod and climb up slowly and carefully. Thomas grabs a hold of my hand and sits me next to him. I was breathing heavily and checking my forehead for heat and sweat. "Good God, Thomas! Are you fucking human!?"
"Sorry, Lizzie. Are you okay? Are you-"
"Afraid? Me? Never! I'm Dauntless through and through."
Thomas cocks an eyebrow up and looks at me. "Are you sure, Liz...? You can tell me."
"Ok. Fine. I'm afraid of heights...like Dad."
"Your dad's afraid of heights?"
"Tell anyone and I'll kill you."
"Promise."
I sigh. "Sorry for the hostility, Thomas."
"Do you need a break?"
I shake my head, even though I REALLY wanted to say yes.
Thomas climbs higher and I follow him, with him holding on to me like a kid. As we get to the top, he wraps his whole arm around my waist so I wouldn't fall off. We both look down.
"See that...? I see Lawrence's fat head.", he says as he was pointing to the misty trees.
I giggled and see where he was pointing at. His team was in the middle of the carnival. I also see the Candor twins and Marlon standing next to each other. I sneer at them. Thomas looks at me and asks me if I was alright. I shrug one shoulder and nod.
"S'nothing. Have you talked to Keira lately?"
"I mean about yesterday? I saw the whole thing. Farrah was preparing herself while Keira was hesitating. Keira told your father that she didn't want to fight her, but Farrah was upset with Keira for backing out and threatened her."
"What did she say...?"
"Farrah said...something about no chickens in Dauntless...? Well, anyway. Lawrence was about to give her the same treatment as you, but Four stopped him before he got a chance to do it. After the fights, Farrah grabbed Keira and attacked her with Brandy..."
I look at him for a while with my mouth partially open. No wonder she was wincing. I sneer.
"Can I continue? I mean...do you WANT me to continue?", he asks.
I nod, even though I didn't want to know. "Please. Was Marlon there?"
"He was watching, but he didn't report it. I did, though. Four made them clean the dormitory."
"He shoulda made them be factionless."
"Lawrence wouldn't allow it."
"Fuck that! Keira coulda DIED!"
"He doesn't care; he wants us to be tough."
"I hate being Dauntless now."
"Me too."
I look at him.
"Are you okay, Lizzie?"
"Maybe...are you...um...you know. Do you miss it over at Erudite?"
He shrugs. "Not as much. Joselyn isn't really, well wasn't...you know."
"Yeah."
"Do you like Marlon?"
I shudder. "I-I...don't...know."
"Marlon's not good. He's...shady."
"Why are you so interested in us all of a sudden?"
"Because..."
He cups my face into his hands and kisses me. "I'm worried abut you."
I pull away. "Maybe we should get down."
I was going to climb down. As I was a few feet down, my grip slipped and I nearly fall until I grabbed another railing. As I regain my balance, I lose my grip again! Thomas jumps down and grabs a hold of me. Thomas falls into a cart and I land on his lap. Lost into his eyes, I kiss his mouth for a few minutes. I pull away quickly, fearing what the outcome would be, and started climbing down again, my hand slipping and me holding on to dear life.
"Thomas, help!"
He climbs down quickly.
Where's he going...?! He's supposed to HELP me! Not leave!
As I was dangling, I cringe as I hear the squeak of the Ferris Wheel. I laugh hysterically and nearly cry. Thomas must have turned on the Ferris Wheel. I climb out of the cart as I land on the ground, hugging Thomas and kissing his cheek without thinking.
"Um...let's go back.", I say, pulling away, but I accidently bump into Nyla, who was glaring.
"Are you trying to get us caught!? I'm not going to lose for another YEAR because of you damn babies!"
"At least we know where they are!", says Thomas, his eyes glaring at her.
"What the hell you mean?"
"We found where they are; they're in the middle of the carnival as we speak."
Nyla nods with approval. I push past her. "We don't need YOUR approval; we KNOW we did great, unlike YOU, who kept picking fights with Wyatt all five minutes!"
Father nods as he wraps his arm around my neck. He must of heard us as everyone was coming towards us. "You guys should learn from these two."
Nyla rolls her bluish-green eyes while Wyatt looks at the ground. Keira and Mason look at us and smile. Keira was looking much better.
"What's the plan, Stan?", asks Mason. I look at Thomas but he was too busy looking at me. Everyone was!
"Um...we go charging in. Without making noise and ambush them when they aren't paying attention."
We all go over to the middle of the carnival in stealth mode, then we ambushed them.
Mason aims at a girl with orange hair and a snake tattoo on her arm and she throws her paint gun in frustration.
Keira aims at Brandy and misses at first but makes it the second time. Brandy growls and was about to attack her, but I hit her with my elbow. We see the flag as it stood still unguarded. I was about to go after it, but I stopped, thinking about Keira. She needed this more than me.
"Go, Keke."
"Are you-"
"GO!"
Keira runs towards the flag and nabs it, holding it in the air. "Suck it, Team Lawrence!", she says.
Mason cheers and holds her up in his arms. She smiles at him then at me. All of Team Lawrence groaned in disgust. Marlon growls and slams his paint gun on the ground and covers his face with his hands. Mason hugs Keira and kisses her cheek. Keira looks at him and kisses his lips. I gasp and laugh while I clapped.
"Ship! Ship!"
Thomas walks towards me and wraps his arm around my neck. "Nice one, Dauntless."
"Thanks, Eruditeā¦"
