CH 3: POV TOBIAS
Tonight's the night for capture the flag; my favorite night in all of Dauntless initiation. Out of the two times that I have participated in the game I have won both, and against Eric, making it even better. I'm woken up in the middle of the night and as we head for the initiate's dorms I can't help but wonder who I will pick for my team. Soon we arrive at the dorms and I find my eyes attracted to Tris; I don't try to look at her, or even being attracted to her, it just happens. And I can see Eric's eyes on her too. Oh great, I hope he isn't attracted to her as well. I tear my eyes from hers and begin saying what I came here to say.
"We are having a midnight surprise, come to the train tracks- be there in five minutes." And with that we all turn around and exit heading towards the train tracks. I still can slightly make out Tris's discomfort when she moves, from her fight with Peter. The more I get to know him the more I want to smash his ugly-fuck face in. I don't know how he has any friends.
Yet again my eyes shift to Tris, only to see Eric's eyes on her yet again; it really makes me anxious.
POV ERIC:
I've always hated capture the flag, I always lose to none other than stupid, perfect Four. The idiot. As well as that, whenever I look at Tris- I wish I didn't have to but she's part of a plan I was assigned- I also see Four's eyes on her. I suppose he has a little hot spot for her. That just won't due.
When it's time to chose teams, I let Four go first just to pick Tris and therefore confirm my theory. Well too bad for Four here, if he has his eye on her he better get over it.
Soon all the teams are worked out and my team ends off jumping second. We look around and find a spot. Its a pretty good spot too. The other team would not be able to see us due to the concealment of the trees; I might win this year.
Shit. That's all I can think. I just lost. Again. And I just saw Four gently, intimately, place his hand on Tris's back and whispered something to her. I could see her flush slightly. What ever he has going on in his little head of his better stop quickly if I'm gonna be able to successfully complete my plan. I just can't imagine him being romantic.. he's too.. serious for that. Whatever, this'll end up being his problem.
By the time we get to the compound I'm practically exhaling fury. Some how I need to Four to get Tris off his to-do list.
POV TRIS:
By 8:30 the next morning we are all in the training room with Eric and Four leaning against the wall. Eric starts, "Today you will learn how to throw knives."
Four cuts in "And I will be teaching you." He grabs a few knives off a table and turns to a target. He aims his knife throws it and hits dead center. Impressive.
Eric, looking annoyed- I bet he couldn't hit the center if his life depended on it -says "Well what are you waiting for, get your knives!" We all scramble to the table and grab several knives each.
While everyone else starts throwing their knives I simply repeat Four's motion, eventually moving on to hold the knife in my hand to get used to its' feel. I see Eric look at me somewhat knowingly, as if claiming my actions as his own. Peter sees me and makes one of his snide remarks. "Hey Stiff, remember what a knife is?" He looks pretty proud about that one. The next time, I throw my knife and it hits the target.
"Hey peter, remember what a target is?" Ha.
POV ERIC:
I have to admit, the Stiff is rather impressive at times. What she just did, going through the motions before actually throwing the knife is very Erudite of her. In fact, I thought of doing that during my initiation, but didn't, realizing it would have looked stupid. But Tris hit the target, unlike any of the others which is impressive. I think she has a lot more to offer than what it would seem. But who knows, initiation has just begun, she probably won't hold up in fights very well.
I notice an extremely large boy, Al I think his name is, and see that he is doing a shitty job. After my usual harsh words and other taunting, I decide to have some fun.
"Hey Four give me a hand here!" I say meaning, could you come through knives at the initiate's head! But then Tris interrupts. Fine I won't be throwing knives at her- Four will. The perfect opportunity to scare her away from him so he won't get in the way of my assignment.
With Tris at the target Four talks to her softly, slowly. Pathetic. I'm certain that idiot likes her and is trying to win her over and hopes that this won't get in the way of that. But of course it will! No reasonable girl would say, 'yeah I wanna be with you, I'll ignore that you threw knives at me!'. I'm glad I'm not Four right now.
POV TRIS:
I am infuriated! Four just stabbed my ear with a knife, and Eric is sitting in the corner, smirking. Sadistic creep.
I hear Eric call out, ending the knives and training for the day. Everyone exits the gym quickly except for Eric and Four and I. I would leave but the two of them are blocking the door and don't even seem to realize the other is there. Four notices and glares at him, looks to me with an 'I'm so sorry look'. Whatever, why do you care, I think. Four exits leaving me alone with Eric. Aw shit. Eric looks up at me with- what emotion is that?- concern, perhaps, in his eyes. What the fuck is up with you, whatever this is it must be staged. Just go and be your sadistic little self lurking in girl's bathrooms or whatever.
Then he reaches out to touch me.
He touches my ear slightly, and I smack his hand away, and a look of surprise crossed his face.
"I'm sorry about your ear, is there something I could do to help it?" He says. Sadistic perverted creep. What's he doing, seducing me? Go fuck yourself Eric, you couldn't even seduce your mother.
"Nothing at all." I say. Just get away from me. I ram myself through the narrow space between Eric's body and the wall. I get a chill that runs from the top of my head to my toes. As soon as I'm past him and in a new hallway I run.