A/N:
Ello lovelies. Thank you for the reviews. thought I'd just clear some things before getting to the good stuff. 1. I really dont have a timeline for when this will be updated. I kinda just wing it. I write it, I re-read/make corrections, then I post. With that being said, please let me know if I make any mistakes or something doesnt make sense. 2. I'd love to get everyone's opinion and thoughts about anything. Don't like where im going with something? Tell me! I'm up for opinions. And of course 3. I dont own anything except Rose. She's mine. I think we all know this by now. Now ONWARD!
"Rosalinda!" I turned to see my mom waving to me motioning me towards her. I run to her, throwing myself into her arms. She hugged me for a while, then pulled me back to look at me. My mom was almost like me, but her hair was short and a little taller than me. I smiled at her, as we linked arms and started to walk forward. We were in one of the fields in the factionless section. We were both in the same clothing, a mixture of faction colors. I lean my head on her should as we walked. "I'm very proud of you Rosalinda. You're growing into a lovely young lady. I wish I could have just given you more." She said looking down.
"Mom, you did great. I don't need much. I have you and dad." I bumped her shoulder lightly, squeezing her hand. "I'm thankful to you for trying so hard to give me what everyone else gets. I promise that once I get the chance to choose, I'll make you and dad prouder."
She turned to look at me, squeezing my shoulders and smiled at me. "Thank you honey, now you just have to wake up."
I blinked, looking at her for a moment. "What?"
"I said Wake up Initiate!" She said again, her face turning to an angry scowl.
"GAH!" I squealed, falling to the floor, tangled in my blanket with my mattress falling on top of me. I heard others laughing as I tried to dig myself out of my blankets and push the bed off me. I looked up once the bed was moved to its side to see Eric looking down at me, giving me an evil smirk.
"About time! Now you have 10 minutes instead of 20. Get dressed and head to the training room!" Eric said, turning to leave, but stopped to look at me one more time. I narrowed my eyes at him, as he chuckled and walked out of the room, some of the initiates following him. I stood up, throwing my bed back into the frame, not caring if it was straight or not. I looked around the room, the only people that were left were Peter, his girl toy, and his friends Drew and Edward. I was only a little uncomfortable with them there, but I was used to getting undressed with others around, so it didn't bother me too much. I twisted my shirt off, leaving me in shorts and a bra. I hear the whispering behind me, but I ignored it as I grabbed out a clean top and pants.
Suddenly I felt air behind me as people ran past me. I felt a smack on my ass, as someone grabbed my clothing from in front of me. I straightened up as I watched Drew and Peter's back at the door, but Peter turned around, holding my shirt. He winked, running out the door. "Grrr. Come back here!" I growled running after them. I heard them laughing as the turned the corner with me running fast behind them. I followed them threw the Pit, circling around then down the hall towards the Chasm. I caught up to them just to see them throw my top and pants over the railing. I stopped at the railing, watching with shock as it fell down and disappeared with the water at the bottom. I turned to the group, who were smiling and trying to hold back laughter at my anger. I growled again, pulling my arm back and getting ready to punch the closest person, who happened to be Edward. He ducked and ran past me, knocking me down as the rest followed. I quickly got up, following after them. Running with them back into the Pit, down the hall, and straight into the training room.
"INITIATES!" We all stopped at the voice of Eric, turning to look at him with his arms across his chest, his signature look. Next to him was Max and who I'm guessing were a couple other leaders. Eric had an eyebrow raised, and the rest had frowns on their faces. I crossed my arms, mimicking Eric, realizing I was still only in my bra and shorts. "What's going on?" he questioned, eyeing Peter, Drew, Molly, Edward, then coming back to me. I raised an eyebrow at him as his eyes ran down my body again, inadvertently shivering at him. I wasn't that comfortable with myself.
"Well, someone decided to steal my clothes from me and throw them at the bottom of the Chasm." I said mostly to Max, ignoring Eric.
"Really?" Max asked turning to the group next to me.
"I swear we didn't mean to, it was just a joke." "She's blowing it all out of proportion." "We were just playing around." Peter, Drew, Molly, and Edward started talking at once, making excuses. I started rubbing at my arms, getting cold. I sneered at them as they kept going.
"Enough!" We all went quiet at Max. "Eric, find something for Rose to wear and get started with training." He motioned at me while Peter and his group turned to walk into the training room more and Max turned back to the group behind him. Eric walked towards me, removing his vest and his shirt, throwing the shirt at me and putting his vest back on. I stared at him for a moment, looking at his chest the same way he just looked at mine.
"Like what you see?" He said only so I could hear, opening his vest on one side, giving me another eyebrow raise. I rolled my eyes, putting on his shirt as the rest of the transfer initiates walked in, looking at a half covered Eric. I took the hair tie from my wrist, tying the shirt up around my waist so it wasn't in the way. I inadvertently took a whiff of the shirt, it smelt of him and a fresh man scent. I stayed there for a moment, enjoying the scent. The only person who ever offered the clothes off their back were my dad and the Abnegation. I wanted to thank him, but the look I was getting from him said not to mention it, at all. I jumped when he yelled at the room, "Alright! Everyone start running! We have a lot of work to do before you guys become Dauntless." I looked down at my feet, which were still bare. It wouldn't be the first time I ran barefoot, but it'll be very uncomfortable. "LET'S GO!" Eric roars, which everyone starts moving. I started at the back of the group, but made my way to the middle.
Keeping pace with running was easy for me, with having to run a lot back home. But as the last lap ended, I plopped to the ground, looking down at my feet. They were red and the skin was already scraping in places. I groaned to myself, cursing under my breath about getting wrapped up with Peter and his group of misfits that I forgot my boots. They occasionally looked over, giving me a smirk or eyes as I moved, stretching my arms and legs. I was glad when Max called us all over, wanting to speak with us before we continued for the day.
Max explained training, which was in three parts. Physical and mental and the final. He told us about how only a certain amount of initiates would make the cut, so after the first week there would be people leaving us. One of the Candor girls, I think her name was Christina, complained and said it was unfair. Eric put her back in her places, telling her that she could suck it up or leave now, heading to the factionless. I was a little upset as he used my old home as a threat. It wasn't as bad as he made it, but I wasn't going to correct him. He was being nice, there was no way I needed to mess that up, yet. After that, we were instructed to go to one of the punching bags around the room, practicing our punches.
I got stuck with the bag in between Peter and Drew, with Edward and Molly flanking them. I ignored them, focusing on punching and kicking the bag. The bag never moved at any of my shots, and after a while I think I was doing more damage to myself than the bag. I looked down at my hands, which already had dark marks on them. I sighed heavily, taking another stance to try again. I felt someone come up behind me, and I was really hoping it was Eric. Anyone but… I thought to myself, but I felt hands in my hair, and I knew my nightmare was true.
"Need help, princess?" Peter whispered into my hair. I tried shaking him off, but he placed one of his hands on my stomach, the other on my arm, repositioning me. I almost wanted to hurl at his touch, thank God I didn't eat this morning. He kicked my legs farther apart with his own, but kept his leg in between mine. "Like this. Keep yourself straight up here. Now try again." He said not backing up. I took a look over at Drew, who was chucking to himself. I smirked, taking a step forward like I was going to punch, but turned at the last second and brought my heel into his side, knocking the wind out of him. I smiled as he stepped back, holding his side. Once he caught himself, he ran at me, grabbing at my throat with both hands. He slammed me back into the punching bag, which only helped him hold on harder. I started to claw at his hands, choking.
"What's going on over here?!" Eric said as he came over, pulling Peter off of me. I fell to the ground, holding my throat and coughing to catch my breath. I glared at Peter, standing to my feet. "I asked a question!" Eric screamed, causing the rest of the room to jump and stare.
"Nothing." I said hoarsely, clearing my throat to speak again. "It was nothing." I said giving a glance to Eric. The look on his face said he didn't believe me, but I looked back at Peter as he smirked at me.
Eric rubbed at his eyes, then pushed Peter towards the mats in the middle of the room. "Since you won't bother telling me, you two can work it out like Dauntless. Get in the ring!" He shouted at both of us. I followed behind Peter, pulling the hair tie from the shirt and wrapping it around my hair. I'd rather him not touch my hair again. I stepped onto the mat, watching as Peter shook himself off, bouncing where he stood. I took a breath, stepping forward to get into position, as Peter did the same. "GO!" Eric shouted, signaling the fight to start.
I moved before my mind recognized the movement. I threw my fist out in a punch, only to miss Peter as he dodged, slamming his fist into my side. I stumbled back some, but not enough to knock me off my feet. I step forward, giving him a kick and just making his chest. He coughs for a moment, but quickly comes back and tackles me down, pinning me under him with his legs and one arm, the other hitting me where he can, my face and side. I try to push him off, but from lack of food and fighting the bag I'm too weak, instead focusing on pulling my hands free. It's when he whispers to me something snaps. "You're nothing. You're so weak you can't even get up. You'll never make it here, factionless." My blood boils at that sentence, bring back the memories from before. Now I know I've met Peter before. Adrenaline kicks in, all the pain from earlier disappearing and I free my hands, and punch him in the side of the throat, knocking him off enough to knee him in the crotch. He groaned and fell to the ground on his side, his hands between his knees. I took my opportunity to punch and kick wherever I could, not stopping my attack. In my blur of attacking he somehow found a way to kick me back, knocking me down. I wasn't paying attention enough, I was already seeing red. So when it took him a moment to stand up, I decided to add insult to injury.
"Hey Peter." I waited till he looked up at me to continue. I nodded my head to Molly behind me before adding an evil glint to my eye. "Just thought I should tell you, last night, during your special time she was faking it." I saw his face turn red, and anger replace the smugness in his eyes. He quickly got up, running at me to land another blow. I rolled around him, kicking him in the ass so he pitched forward and fell again. He recovered from it quickly again, kicking me in the stomach this time. Now I'm really glad I didn't eat breakfast. I held my stomach for a moment as he punched at my face again, not feeling the impact. I pushed him away, getting up and doing a roundhouse kick, landing right on the side of his head. Peter went down, not getting up. I walked over to see his eyes closed, but he was still breathing. Thank God. I looked up at everyone who was looking at us with their mouths half open. I took a moment to catch my breath then raised my first in the air, my heart pounding in my eyes. "Yeah!" I said, looking over at Eric who was walking over to check on Peter, a small smile playing on his face. That was the last thing I remembered before everything went black.