AN: sUrPrIsE
I chose to walk a different route home. I figured that I should get to know the neighbourhood, which was completely stupid because now I'm lost. I have somehow ended up in an almost farm type area, how? I have no clue.
It's not totally farmy but the plots are a lot bigger and every once in a while, I'll pass a vineyard or something. I can try and retrace my steps to get home but every street looks similar and I think I'd get more lost. I could call Tori but I don't want to place anymore stress on her, especially not after Eric's delightful visit.
It's getting late soon my parents will wonder where I am. I let out a sigh, why do these things always happen to me.
I keep on walking. I should be more afraid of being lost an alone, maybe my night adventures have hardened me to this thing.
It's not long until I stumble across some kind or civilisation. In front of me stands a large farmers market, bussing with energy. I guess this will have to do, someone is sure to know a bus line or something to help me get home.
When I enter, I feel like I'm in another universe, similar to experiencing the Pit for the first time. It must be my stiff mind exploding from my usually sensory deprived life. A large tree grows in the centre of the warehouse, it branches up and through the ceiling. The people are mostly dressed in flowy organic looking clothing. They are dressed in warm tones. They sit around on benches and eat or mull around the market stalls.
"Welcome" an enthusiastic voice says pulling me in an unwanted hug. My body stiffens, the feeling of another human's warmth around my body feels unnatural.
My attacker pulls back allowing me to view a very wide smile of a petite girl. She looks simply ecstatic, I feel like I want to punch her in the face. "We're so happy to have you here and I'm so glad to be the first to welcome you" she giggles. What is this girl on? Why is she so irritatingly happy? Whatever the reason she annoys me.
"Aw thanks" I say back at her with an obviously fake happy voice which imitates her own. "I'm just going to look over here everything looks so good!" I lay it on thick when I'm speaking but stare unimpressed when I finish.
She doesn't seem to care or notice my attitude and happily replies "Ok let me know if you need anything".
Every person I see has the same plastered on smile, which is beginning to creep me out.
One store selling sweet breads has some trials for free, who would turn down free stuff, Oh I know stiffs, good thing I'm not one. I reach down to the plate to pick up a piece.
A hand darts out and grabs my arm. What is with these people and random grabbing and touching I think as I look up to see, "Beatrice, I thought that was you". Robert? Robert my selfless neighbour.
"Robert?" I say clearly confused. He's still latched to my arm, which I look down at then back at him.
"Right," he said removing his arm "I though I would warn you, the bread will make you overly happy" He looks over to a group of excessive smiling dancers. He tries to hide it but I see a faint smile on his face "like them".
"What?" What can bread do posses me to be a smiling idiot?
"The bread, it's kind of laced with this drug"
"What?!" I ask again more shocked this time. Drugged I though Tori was going to be in some kind of cult but now I've stumbled into this place?
"No, no, no its nothing harmful and all the people who eat it know it's there. It makes you happy" Robert is very quick to jump to their defence, interesting.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"Some of the farmers donate to a homeless food drive my family volunteers at. I'm here to help" he says. I look around no sign of Susan or their parents.
"Where are your family?" I ask.
"Oh, I came alone" he says kind of quick. "Anyway, what are you doing here?" he asks.
"I got lost, any chance you can help me get home?" I ask.
"Yeah of course, I was just leaving, there's a bus line which goes conveniently close to home" Thank goodness I have a way out of this creepy place.
After an exhausting day of Eric, getting lost and creepy drugged up hippies I am beat. I let out a sigh as I lay back on to my bed.
As usual when I'm alone I think of him. How he looked hidden by shadows and his voice. Uhh I must be such a creep. Unfortunately, my thoughts are tainted as my mind drifts to Eric and his disturbing presence. I've got to find a way to get back at him. Who was it that seemed to anger him? … it was a weird name… right Four, like the number. Four, four, four? Then it falls into place.
Peter was talking about a Four at school, a Four that was talking to 'someone'. Could it have been me? The wheel guy could he be Four? It's a long shot but the only shot I have. He could be in Eric's bad books, presumably why he was hiding in the shadows.
Who is Four? He's definitely not from school. How does he know Eric?
…
Dauntless.
Eric must know him from dauntless. Of course, those clothes he was wearing was typical for customer of 'The Pit' and the way he's acted has been typical of what Tori said a Dauntless was.
I sit straight up in my bed, I am no longer tired. I race over to my closet pulling my Threads clothing from the back. I am definitely getting into Dauntless, if not to mess with Eric then to try and find Four.
