Jarrod POV
I wake up in the morning and feel sore all over. I mean, why wouldn't I? Yesterday, I ran down the stairs, something I had never done before, then jumped out of a train. As if that wasn't enough, I was the first jumper! I didn't have any confidence whatsoever that there was going to be anything at the bottom, in fact, didn't want to jump first at all. I was pushed by some Erudite kid. I wasn't sure, but now I'm almost positive that I could hear them laughing at me as I screamed.
I shook my head, I couldn't think about the past, right now I was in Dauntless, the fiercest faction of all. I wasn't going to be like I was back at Candor, no one would laugh at me or make fun of my weakness. And when I proved myself to everyone around me, I would make Six my girlfriend.
I blush as I think this, and start to get ready for the day, trying to be quiet because almost everyone else is still sleeping. Six isn't in her bed, though. I mentally sigh at the thought of her, with her beautiful eyes, melodic voice, and not to mention her hot body. Oh yeah, when I get ranked number one, I'll steal Six away from her boyfriend, sweep her off her feet, and then maybe one day we'll start a family. If only I knew who her boyfriend was, then I could know what I needed to be better at. I shake my head and walk to the bathroom to take a shower.
After I'm done getting ready, I walk out and notice that there's a line of annoyed initiates waiting outside the bathroom, but in front of them is a ticked off Six, already dressed and ready. She looks pretty good today, with black skinny jeans and a black top that somehow made her small chest look bigger. Her shiny blonde hair was tied up in a knot, Abnigation style. Her blue-gray eyes looked striking. She didn't have much makeup on, only some eyeliner and maybe a little mascara, but she made that little bit of makeup look like a million bucks. I smiled when I saw her, but her words quickly smacked the smile right off my face.
"What are you smiling about?" She snapped. The initiates behind her glared at me. Six continued her reprimand, "How long do you think you were?"
"Umm… fifteen minutes?"
All of the initiates laughed, even Six couldn't hold back a small smile.
"Hah! Try almost thirty-five!" her voice sounded friendly enough, but her eyes made her look scary, like she was about to beat the shit out of me. A major turn-on.
"I'm sorry," I mumble.
"Oh, don't say sorry to me," says Six, "Say sorry to the dorm-mates who'll be doing your punishment with you,"
Behind her, all of the initiates started to grumble. I got especially scary looks from Molly, the Aminity girl, Bruce, a guy from my old faction Candor, and Sarah M., another person from Candor.
"Today, you'll be running around the Pit ten times. No stops. Not even for water," Six glared at me, "You slow down to a walk, you can walk right down to the factionless district, that goes for all of you," Six was no longer looking at me, and I could feel my breath return to me.
"Why do we have to do this shit if it's Jarrod's stupid mistake?" asks an Erudite girl, Sarah L. Six smirks and says,
"Right now, all of you are a team, all right? One of you messes up, that means you all do. If you don't know the consequences of different mistakes, how will we get you to stop making them?"
No one had an answer for her. Six checks her watch and calls out,
"It's seven twenty, people! I still expect you to be in the training room by eight! Hurry it up, all of you! You only have half an hour to get ready thanks to this idiot!"
Then she turns and we all watch her strut her nice ass out of the room. Philip from Erudite pushes me out of the way and rushes into the bathroom. I walk over to my bunk and start to tie my shoes, watching everyone rushing around screaming at each other to hurry up. I chuckle quietly and start to leave the room. I would do anything to have extra time with Six.
I start rushing to the training room, slipping past people to get there faster. I finally get there to hear Six complaining to that guy, I think his name was like, Five or something. No, no it was Four. Four sat down on a bench with a whole bunch of guns on it, cleaning them, while Six was walking around putting targets up. If I was in Four's situation, I would have Six clean the guns while I showed how capable I was by putting the targets up. I step inside and Six's voice seems to disappear.
Four and Six both stop working and look at me. I awkwardly step inside and sit down next to the door. Six sets down the target she was about to set up. Maybe she was tired? I'm just about to offer to help her when she asks,
"Are you just a fast walker?"
Both Four and I look at her, confused.
"What?"
"Well, I just yelled at you about being part of a team, didn't I? Were you even listening, Candor?"
I cringe when she calls me that, but she either doesn't notice or doesn't care. I think she didn't notice, she seems too nice to not care.
"So are you just a fast walker? The rest of the transfers are right behind you, right?" her voice is threatening, she actually seems pretty mad. Four starts to say something, but I cut him off.
"Y-you know what? How about I go and check on them," I'm about to run back to the dorm to wait for the others when they all just barge in, almost smacking me in the face with the door. I look at the time, it's 7:58. They were so close.
Six smiles at them,
"You did good, even with a huge time disadvantage, you all got here on time and together," Six stresses together, but I don't look at her because I never knew that my shoes were this interesting.
"Well," says Four, standing up, "I think that's my signal to go. Bye Six,"
"See ya, Four," Six calls back. Suddenly I feel jealous. I wish Six would say that to me, would say anything not critical to me. but wait, if she's being this observant about everything I'm doing, does that mean that she's watching me like I'm watching her? Does she like me?
Six starts to explain the different parts of training, physical, emotional, and mental, and random stuff about rankings and stuff like that, but to be honest, I'm not paying attention at all, I'm just thinking about Six and the fact that she may like me like I like her.
I should've listened to Six when she was demonstrating how to shoot a gun, because now it's time for lunch and I'm the only one who hasn't even shot the board yet. Forget about the targets, they seem impossible.
The rest of the transfers had gotten to go to lunch, but I was stuck here until I hit the target at least once. The others got to go because this 'isn't something that you can do in a group, this is an individual thing, and they shouldn't be held back here without lunch because of one person's incompetency.' At least that was what Six had said. Honestly, the only good thing about missing lunch to do this was that Six was here with me. She was sort of just sitting on the same bench Four had been sitting on earlier. From time to time she said some stuff, but right now I wasn't interested in flirting with her, I just wanted to get this stupid gun training over with. I grit my teeth and shot again, the gun almost flying out of my hands from the force of the recoil.
Christina POV
My shift just ended at the general store, so I go to the dining hall to catch up with my best friend ever, Tris. When I get to the dining hall, though, I don't see her. I look everywhere, I find Will, Four, and Uriah sitting with some of the Dauntless-born initiates, two girls, Tessa and Lizzy, and two boys, Derek and Lance. They hadn't seen Tris either. I frowned, then remembered that she was an instructor, so maybe she was with a slow initiate in the training room. I make my way there and am highly amused by what I find. Even though lunch is almost over, this kid hasn't hit the board once!
"All you have to do is hit the target, scratch that, you just have to make it on the board!" Tris moaned. Then she got mad and snapped, "Look at your stance, make your feet shoulder width apart, you need to lean forward a bit! Goddamn!"
Tris must've been pretty pissed. I wonder what it was about this kid. Wait a minute, he looks kind of familiar. I wonder who he is.
"Hey, Six," I say, keeping with her whole nickname thing.
"Hey Chris," she says as I sit next to her.
"Hungry?" I ask.
"Did you bring food?" Tris is suddenly alert and I feel dumb for not thinking to bring any food for her.
"No, I was just wondering," I answer honestly.
Tris deflates, leans back a bit and her shoulders slump forward. She shakes her head.
"What is wrong with him? That's this year's first jumper?" Tris seems to be talking to herself, but I now know why he looks so familiar.
"Oh! That's the first jumper?" I ask, surprised.
Tris nods, distracted, she seems to be focusing on something,
"Yeah," she mumbles. Then she jumps up so suddenly it startles me.
"T-Six?" I ask. She doesn't bother answering me. She just marches up to the boy and moves his body parts around. When she steps away I immediately recognize it as a near flawless shooting stance.
"There," Tris says, satisfied, "It would take a miracle for you to miss now," she nods and walks back to the bench. The boy looks at me strangely, as if just noticing that I was here. I wave and say hi. He says nothing, just turns back around and shoots one shot. Then Tris leaves, followed closely by me. The boy just stands there amazed. His bullet went straight through the middle of the center ring, of course he would be shocked. I smirk and hurry to catch up to Tris, who is rushing to the dining hall before lunch ends. I stop her for a second and say,
"You have no choice. My room, Candor or Dauntless, come after your kids are in bed, whether they're asleep or not. I can take care of Eric,"
I don't know if Tris knows what she agreed to, or if she was just too hungry to care, but either way she nods her head and slips past me to grab some food. I just grin and follow her at a slower pace. Tris had no idea what she was getting herself into, she had never played Candor or Dauntless before. Oh ho ho, yes. This was going to be fun.