Shout out to my friends Tess, Alexa, and Squishy! Ok, back to the story.
A FEW DAYS LATER...
Tris POV
"Ok, these are the knives. Here's what you do." Four inhales, exhales, and then throws the knife. He hits the target straight in the heart. "I want you to try. No, I want you to succeed." We start to throw the knives, and I see a boy failing.
"C'mon Al, do you know what a target is?" asks Eric.
"Yes." He stutters, and then misses for an umpteenth time.
"Go get your knives."
"No." Al sure has guts to say no to Eric, of all people.
"Fine then. Everyone stop. Now go to the target." Al walks up, and grabs his knives.
"Stay there. Four, a little help here?" Four walks over and grabs three knives.
"Stop. I'll do it." I step up to the target. Al runs away from the target, frightened.
"If she does it, I do it too." Reagan steps out of the crowd.
"Don't do this. I don't want you hurt." I hear Zack say quietly. Reagan walks over to the target next to me.
"The more, the merrier." Eric hands Four three more knives. Four throws the first knife at me and misses inches above my head. Second one: Near Reagan's cheek. Third one: just misses my temple. Fourth: Misses Reagan completely. Fifth: Nicks my ear and I feel blood. And the final one also nicks Reagan's ear.
"Points for bravery, girls. Now, everyone out, we're done for the day." Eric walks away. Reagan walks up to Four.
"WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT? YOU NEARLY CUT MY EAR OFF."
"Yeah, why couldn't you just not hit us?" I run over near Reagan.
"I think you girls should thank m-" Four started.
"THANK YOU?! HOW ON EARTH SHOULD I THANK YOU?!"
"What did you want me to do?! Either Eric would kill me if I didn't hurt you, and it could of been worse, I could of hit you in the heart."
"GAGH!" Reagan storms off. I follow her to make sure she doesn't break anything. Zack tries to follow, but I tell him that she needs some girl time.
"Tell her that it's gonna be ok." Zack frowns, then moves away. I follow Reagan to the dorm room thingy.
"You ok?" I ask her.
"Yeah I'm fine, I just, uh, I don't know." She lays down on her bed. "It's Zack. He thinks that I'm gonna get hurt. I mean, I know I will. It's friggin Dauntless."
"I mean, he was an Amity. You can't blame him."
"He's not abnegation. Amity's kind."
I sigh. "He just loves you, and he doesn't want to lose you." She starts to tear up.
"He hasn't told me he loves me." I take her hand.
"If Zack can't tell that your an independent, strong woman, than he's not the one. If he doesn't say that he loves you, he's not the one." She stands up.
"You're right, Tris. I'm gonna go and tell him, if he can't stop protecting me, we're done." She walks out of the room. I got the job done.