I was rudely awakened by Eric, who yelled "Everybody Up!" while he shined a light into our room. However, I don't think he saw me. He was too busy yelling at Tris to hurry up.

We ran to the tracks, wondering what this "field trip" would be. When we got there, I could see a pile of guns as well as a pile of boxes labeled "PAINTBALLS" on the ground next to the Dauntless born initiates. Of course Eric and Four were both already there.

Frantically, we all grabbed guns and the boxes of paintballs as the train arrived. It was already hard enough swinging onto the train holding all our supplies. I couldn't even begin to imagine what other, more injured, people were experiencing.

It was only after Eric and Four explained Capture the Flag and its rules that Eric saw me.

"What happened to you?" my brother asked me, smirking as he saw the purple bruise on my face. He had not been at training that day.

"I tripped," I replied.

"You tripped?" he asked, incredulous. He then began laughing a hearty laugh. "I can't believe I missed that. Leave it to you to trip during a fight."

I glared at him as I hit him in the shoulder. The other initiates stared at us. I guess they had a right to be shocked. Other than Christina and Tris, no one knew that Eric was my brother, after all.

"Alright, let's choose our teams," Four said, seeing how uncomfortable I was with the sudden attention from my fellow initiates. I smiled gratefully at my instructor, wishing my brother was more sensible like him.

I ended up, no surprise, on Eric's team. Will, Christina, and Tris, who were on Four's team, gave me a sad glance. In response, I winked and gave them a thumbs up. At least I had Al. Even though I wasn't as close to him as the others, he was still miles more tolerable than Peter. Four's team got off first, and I was stuck with a bunch of unknown Dauntless born, Peter, Molly, Myra, Edward, and Al.

I had initially thought that Al would be good company. Let me take that back. He wouldn't stop babbling about Tris. What did I think she would want as a present? Would she like it if he took her out to dinner? What was her favorite food? His questions were endless. Yet, they didn't prepare me for the worst question of all: Did I think she liked him back? I thought to the many glances that Tris has given to Four when she thought that no one was looking and awkwardly smiled. "I think you'll have to ask Tris for that answer," I replied.

We got off the train when it passed by the park near the end of the pier. It provided perfect camouflage: tall trees surrounded by open space. It was also an utter relief to be free from Al's questions about Tris. However, almost immediately, argument broke out, a large clamour of voices arguing with each other. The two most prominent voices were the ones that belonged to two Dauntless born initiates: Alex and Alicia.

"We should all go after their flag immediately. We know where it is," Alex said.

"We need some people to defend the flag," Alicia replied, rolling her eyes.

"No we don't. We can just get rid of them went they walk around confused, trying to find our location," Alex insisted.

"We need guards!" Alicia yelled, exasperated.

"No we don't!" Alex yelled back, convinced he was right.

"Argh! Fine. Do what you want. Just don't blame me if they get the flag and we lose," Alicia snapped, walking off.

While they were busy arguing, the rest of our team had already set up a place to put our flag: a tree branch. Suddenly, we all heard the sound of gears turning. Looking to the source of the sound, we saw the huge ferris wheel just above the trees, slowly turning.

"Follow me!" Alex yelled, and more than half of our group, including Eric, charged off towards the Ferris wheel without even thinking. The rest of us sensible ones stood guard; it was agreed that when the enemy came, some of us would stay and guard the flag while the rest would charge.

I felt a rush of exhilarating energy when the other team finally appeared. They charged at us and we met them in-between. Paintballs flew everywhere, hitting most of my teammates. There were just too many of them and we were overwhelmed. Eventually, Christina made it to our flag and grabbed it off the branch. Just like that, the game was over.

"They shouldn't have just left like that," Alicia muttered darkly, complaining about our teammates who had just blinding ran towards the ferris wheel and probably got caught unprepared by the opposing team. There was paint splattered all over her.

I grinned. "Aw come on. You know you had fun. I know I did." It was true. Even though I had been painfully pelted by paintballs, it was an experience I knew I didn't want to forget.