Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent.

"Up initiates! Now, no time to waste!" Amar's cheerful voice roared in the morning. I groaned at his upbeat voice, of course he would be a morning person. I pushed myself into a sitting position in the bed, trying to wake myself up somewhat. I been up half the night. I groggily pulled myself out of the bed and dressed myself with fumbling fingers.

"Ten minutes and then you should be at the dining hall for breakfast!" Amar continued. "I'd advise you to stack up on the coffee though, you are going to need a lot of energy - and you have to be awake - for today's exercise." He grinned. "See you soon."

"What time is it?" A Candor transfer in the corner groaned. I recognised her as one of the people who came in drunk last night. By the way she had been acting, it seemed like she had had a lot to drink. She must have a killer hangover for the first day of training.

"Six." Someone answered. I sighed mentally. Of course it would be early.

"That early?" Tobias asked. "Are they serious? But I'm so-" He was cut off by a massive yawn. "-tired."

"Aren't we all." I answered groggily, rubbing my eyes.

"Nope." Mai bounded over. Yet another morning person.

"How do you function with such little sleep?" Tobias grumbled.

"Little?" Mai asked.

"It was like, half eleven when we got back." I informed her.

"So I got like... six hours? That is brilliant!" Mai flashed a smile at me. "It was really quiet, so easy to just drift off." Tobias looked at her as if she were crazy. "In Amity we had a lot of roosters who couldn't tell the different between night and day. Or maybe they just snored really loud. Either way I never got much sleep."

"Lucky bitch." A passing guy commented, I think his name was Antony. I tensed automatically. "I would give anything to be a morning person." He stumbled and fell onto Tobias, knocking him to the ground. "Sorry man," he said, giving a hand up.

"No problem." Tobias yawned, dismissing it with a wave of his hand. I was pretty sure that Tobias was angry, because of the way his eyes hardened, but he didn't pick a fight. Probably too tired.

"Are you sure?" He insisted.

"Yes, go get some coffee, wake up, don't trip into anyone." Tobias gave a dry laugh. "I'll walk down with you, I need some food anyways." And with that he stalked off.

"Wow, he is just a little ray of sunshine isn't he?" Mai said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "I totally want to wake up with his every morning." That comment threw me off. Jealousy flared up inside of me once again.

"W-what?" I asked, shocked and confused.

"You know," she nudged me to the side with her elbow as she straightened out my duvet. "Could you be any more messier? This is like a pig sty. Did your mother ever tell you to make your bed every morning." I had to restrain myself from strangling her.

"Not about my bed, about waking up with Tobias?" I repeated unhappily.

"You make that sound like I want to sleep with him." Mai wrinkled up her nose in mock disgust, and this make me feel a lot happier and secure. "Not that he isn't attractive." She pointed out. "I just would never be able to think of him that way. He's too... I don't know, to himself. And as I think you all ready know, I love to share." She giggled.

"Yeah..." I just nodded, I had totally lost track of the conversation. I should have also guessed that Mai would love to ramble. Or just say whatever enters her mind, not caring if it made sense or not. Was this girl Candor or Amity?

"So, are we going to find Tobias and Andrew and eat, or what?" She asked.

"Andrew? I thought his name was Anthony?" I asked, confused yet again.

"Hey, it looks like the Erudite is leaving his old ways behind." She laughed.

"Yeah? And the Amity has a bit more work to do." I pointed out, highlighting the fact that she was once again holding my hand. So much for Dauntless not having much human interaction besides fighting...

"Maybe I'm not doing because I'm an Amity." She whispered mysteriously and flitted away to find food, while I just stood in the dorms in a standstill, trying to figure out what she meant.

. . .

"Okay people! I hope that by now you are awake!" Amar's voice was once again very upbeat. In fact, if someone had told me that he was on a sugar rush and had started bouncing off the walls, I would be at all surprised. I was awake though, I had made sure of that.

"Now, the first thing is that your Dauntless leader, Max, is here to give an announcement that will affect all of you. Well... most of you." Amar stepped aside to give Max the limelight.

"Good morning transfers, what I have come to say can pretty much be summed up in a sentence: You have chosen us and now we will choose you." He stopped and took in the shocked, heavy silence of the room. "This has been said to Dauntless initiates, transfers and Dauntless-borns alike, for years. It is the Dauntless ritual and it won't be changed anytime soon so I would just accept it and try hard." Max looked around again, with a cruel glint in his eyes.

I wasn't expecting this, that was for sure. But I could get the point, you can't be scared of failing and the Dauntless won't accept cowards.

"You will," Max continued. "Be ranked on how good you do in your activities. Amar will tell you a bit more about that. At the end of each section we will have a board, displaying all the scores, and the people under the red line will be cut. Everyone understand?" There was a murmur of yes through the small crowd. "Great, any questions?"

"What happens to us if we are cut?" Someone called out from the audience.

"You will become Factionless." Max announced, no pity or sympathy in his voice. Instead there was a faint trace of... satisfaction? Then again, you say how he was with Mai on the train...

"Any other questions? No? Okay then, I shall see you soon." And with that he was gone, leaving us all tangled up in panic.

"Sorry guys," Amar interrupted. "Self pity another time, but for now we got to go. Onto the train all of you, I'll tell you what we are doing when we have all boarded."

. . .

I stood beside Tobias - Mai had been socialising and trying to make friends - and listened to Amar talk.

"Okay, first of all we are going to learn how to shoot a gun, maybe how to throw a knife if we have time. Probably not though. And the second thing is that we are going to learn to fight."

Excitement spread through-out the crowd.

"Hey! Hey! I said learn! No-one is going to actually fight each other yet. Or else we'd have some people dead and others embarrassing themselves." Amar shook his head. "And if that happens it is me who gets it trouble for not being a proper teacher. So my classroom, my rules. It's like being back in school again. Rule number one: No talking while I'm talking. Yes, I am saying that for your benefit blondie." He directed his comment to the blonde Candor boy, who was caught up in a conversation.

"It's Denis." He answered.

"I don't particularly care." Amar replied. "Anyway, rule number two: Follow orders. I'm still talking to you blondie."

It went on like this for a few minutes until I eventually just zoned out. Until Amar shouted for our attention.

"Get ready, we jump in five." Amar grinned, but since when didn't he? I was almost sure that he was an Amity transfer, only thing is that Mai is the first Amity to transfer in quite a while, just as Tobias with Abnegation, and as far as I know, there has never been an Amity able to complete the initiation ceremony.

"Sir!" Someone called. "Before we jump, how many stages are there to the initiation?

"First off it is Amar - no exceptions. And there are three, physical, emotional and mental. Now jump in, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!" And I leapt towards the ground yet again.