A/N hey, I just wanted to thank anybody who is actually reading this and I will try to recognize all Followers that I receive. And I would like to inform you that I have created a system to be able to write chapters and actually update. So without further adue chapter one!
-Chapter 1-
Crumble
Tris POV
Finally. Time for lunch, And today they are having hamburgers, my favorite.
"Hey, Lucile. It's lunch time. wrap up!" Lucile was a 16 year old who was taken here from Amity as an experiment. They wanted to see if you can force people to change their nature against their will. She was chosen for dauntless due to her knowledge of human psychiatry and bio engineering skills. They were going to take her to Erudite, but Dauntless had more space and a higher demand.
"Okay, im in the middle of a tattoo. Just give me 10 more minutes!" She yells. I look over and it is Jeremiah in the seat. He is getting a tattoo on his back of the dauntless symbol. She tells him he is done and bandages him up. And suddenly I see his eyes flick up at her and stay there until she turns back around and stands there…..shirtless
"Okay you can put your shirt on and I will ring you up…"then he cuts her off
"Cut the crap. Me. You. Tomorrow for a 'date' at seven" This is going to get ugly so I leave and finally head to lunch.
I see everyone there. I go get my beloved hamburger and start to walk to the table. I see Lucile sprint by me yelling something. When I sit down I realise that Tobias is not here but he must be stuck at the control center. I tune into Lucile and uriah's argument about Dauntless cake and trans fats. They go back and forth and back and forth.
"Well you guys have been bickering so long that I managed to finish my whole meal so good bye!" I hear many 'no's and many disapproving statements but I leave anyways. I walk to the chasm and head to the control room to see for.
It seems to be quiet. Just when that thought finishes I open the door slowly and wish I had stayed at the cafeteria and listened to the argument. I see four that girl makeing out and begining to strip each other. So I run.