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I apologise for the delay in updating this chapter, I just, I don't know, felt wasn't up to standards. But most of my chapters haven't been soooo... plus, I am working on other stories! It's better having a suitable chapter after a few months, than a really crappy one in three days. Right?
PMakePeace98, thankyou! Here it is :)
To the Guest who reviewed on chapter 21 on the first book, I greatly appreciate it, thankyou :).
Guest, all good things come to an end *smiles sadly* do I? That means a lot, thanks! Really? I feel like I've been forgetting key points...
Third's POV: November 30th- Shauna is 14 weeks and 6 days with Tris 7 weeks behind.
In the Hub, Tris stands in front of a camera in a black dress that flares out at the hip and combat boots with a blazer with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows. Her hair has been chopped, leaving a boyish style. She bites her lip, bowing her head to the Abnegation seated behind her before turning back to the camera.
"Good morning. I am Beatrice Prior," quiet chatter erupts, "leader of Dauntless, otherwise known as One or Six, and I'm here to inform you about the fence. Many of you know that a group of Dauntless and myself ventured beyond the fence. As you can see, we clearly made it back safely. No monsters, and no unknown creatures take residence beyond that fence. In fact, people like us are there." While Tris speaks, outside of Abnegation, everyone gathers in the centre of their own faction, eyes glued to the big screen, wheels spinning in their brains.
"It has been scheduled that the fence is going to be brought down, tomorrow morning." Uproars erupt in every faction, except Dauntless and Abnegation of course, and people begin to shout fearfully. Tris's eyes flicker to the side of the camera where everyone else stands and they nod, urging her to continue.
"I'm very sure a vast majority of this city disagrees but we were an experiment. And that experiment failed. I'm sure you guys would like to continue to live here? Well, you can." The gang furrows their eyebrows as they had not been told this.
"The government outside the fence have agreed to let people keep living here but they have to follow the laws of Chicago. Thankyou, and goodbye." The camera stops running and Tris exhales deeply, facing Abnegation.
"Ladies and gentlemen, from this moment on, you are free from the rules of Abnegation." Tris grins widely as some of the younger members whoop, whipping their overclothes off. Older members look startled but smile slightly.
"Tris, what do you mean 'keep living here'?" Zeke asks. Tris looks back at the gang and shrugs.
"Well, since we're a part of Chicago, this area can still be lived in."
"You found this out...when?" Uriah queries.
"Last night..." Tris speaks slowly, turning around.
"And you didn't tell us because?" Shauna raises an eyebrow.
"It's not like you started packing anyways," Tris chuckles, her grey eyes scanning the group. No one responds. She begins laughing, "oh my god, you did?"
"We thought we were going to be forced to move!" Sarah hisses, slapping her sister's arm lightly. Tris's laughter ceases to soft giggles and she smiles sheepishly.
"Everyone was sleeping anyways," she points out, rolling her eyes.
"Why were you awake?" Tobias narrows his eyes.
"No biggie."
"Tris," Marlene warns. Tris fidgets under everyone's intense gaze.
"Ugh, I woke up feeling sick. I didn't want to alarm anyone. Plus I was hungry." Sarah scowls, crossing her arms.
"What? I know what to do in emergencies!" Tobias smiles, his arms open wide. Tris sticks out her bottom lip, purposely ignoring him. After a few seconds, she groans, blushing, and walks into his arms.
"We know. We can't help being worried," he murmurs, kissing her hair. Everyone awws and the couple blush, flipping them the middle finger.
"I'm excited to see Amity's reaction," Hector muses. Everyone nods along to his words and begin their journey there.
Christina's POV:
"Ladies and gentleman...," Tris begins, her eyes holding power, "you are free from the rules of Amity."
"Oh my god, yes! Aaron, you are a dick, no one likes you!" some young girl screeches from somewhere in the room. The boys raise their fists to their mouths and I snort, giggling.
"You weren't saying that when the dick of this dick was pounding into you, Imogen." I gasp, laughing harder.
"Ronnie, your sex is sloppy." I cry out, clutching my stomach, tears rolling down my face.
"But, Jackie? You orgasmed?"
"I faked them, you dumbass!"
"Xavier! I never liked you, we're through!" Xavier stands up, his mouth gaping, "sit your ass down, you little piece of shit." Xavier scowls, sitting down.
The gang stand to the side, howling with guffaws. The whole faction begin throwing insults at one another and Johanna glides over to us, shaking her head. After a while, the screaming stops and everyone breathes heavily.
"Now that you got that out of your systems, you may leave," Johanna smirks. Everyone trails out and I catch wind of apologies.
"That was some priceless shit," Hector sighs, putting his phone into his pocket.
"You recorded that?" I ask incredulously. He smirks in response and I shake my head, scoffing.
"Tris. I wish you the best of luck. I was not lying when I said I knew you would do great things. Your accomplishments do not stop here. May peace be with you."
"Thank you, Johanna." Tris smiles genuinely, the duo hugging.
"Erudite." Uriah bounces lightly on the balls of his feet. We look at him in confusion.
"I have a feeling this will be juicy."
Amber's POV:
"You're actually dumb! I rigged your tests so you could get high results!" We inhale sharply at everyone's admissions.
"I had sex with Mr Thompson so he could give me a higher grade than you, b*tch!"
"I swapped our tests so it looked like you failed!"
"Damn, these people are ruthless," I whisper to Peter. He nods stiffly. I guess I am still not forgiven… Uriah giggles like a little girl, rubbing his hands together.
A deep voice shouts with anger and everyone goes silent. Eric snarls, shaking his head.
"You're all like Jeanine. Wow. Manipulative, willing to do anything to bring another person down." Everyone grumbles, realising his point. No one really wanted to be like that imbecile really.
"Under Jeanine's control, you all had be so frigging smart. Why? Because she wanted people to test on. Not because you would have gotten the opportunity to work besides her. It was so she could see whether you were Divergent or not. You all need to see that you do not need to be smart to achieve things. It is not about who can remember the most facts about faction history in a minute. It is not about who can answer the hardest questions in a minute. No. It is about who can keep going, ignoring the haters and not becoming one themselves. It is about self-control. It is about being reliable but also dependent on those who have been by you. It is about sharing knowledge with others. This pettiness you all hold is not going to get you far, trust me."
"Why should we trust a dude that has millions of piercings in his face?"
"Shut the fuck up, Martha. Don't kill the mood like you did when you tried to get in my pants." Snickers ripple across the room and the girl shuts her mouth, blushing. Eric smiles crookedly.
"Last but not least, Candor," Christina mumbles.
Peter's POV:
"I can't help but still resent Amber for not telling me," I mutter, walking besides Tobias. His eyes flicker to Amber's back before returning to my face.
"It was fear. I doubt her parents even knew. She was trying to protect you, because clearly she loves you. I truly get you, I do. However, you are being a bit irrational about it. Yeah, we all thought she would have told you. Nevertheless, see it from her perspective. Do you think it was easy for Tris to admit she was Divergent? Eric? Uriah? It was never easy to keep the Divergence a secret." I breathe out a sigh, nodding gratefully. He claps me on my back and I fall into step besides Amber, my hand reaching for hers. As soon as I grab her hand, her head drops down before turning to meet my eyes.
"I'm sorry," I whisper and she grins brightly, squeezing my hand, and shakes her head.
"It wasn't your fault. It was understandable," she speaks reassuringly and I kiss her forehead. We slip into the front doors, greeting Callie, and she leads us to one of the interrogation rooms. Tris speaks and the whole faction cheer.
"Finally, I can start lying now," a girl mumbles beside me. I snort, and another girl comes towards us.
"Annie, there's a party tonight, would that black dress make me look fat?"
"No way, Mikayla! It will make you look so stunning!" Annie, I presume, murmurs.
"Alright! Thanks! See you soon!" Mikayla bounds away and Annie rolls her eyes.
"So stunningly fat, people will get blinded and knocked out at how huge you are," Annie mutters, and I guffaw. Peter looks at me and I shake my head, smiling at Annie who blushes.
"You didn't hear that," she rushes out, slipping out of the room.
"Chicago, we're coming," Shauna mutters.
There's over a million words in the English language, yet I am failing to string a few together to apologise. Till later, BooksLover2000…x
