This chapter begins immediately after the last one ends. (If you can't remember, Tris is about to go into one of her fears.)
-RunYouCleverBoyAndRememberMe33
I see a field. I look around, trying to see which of my fears this is. I hear birds, and I look up into the cloudless sky. Crows.
The crows swoop down on me, covering me in a blanket of black feathers. What would a dauntless do? I wonder as a crow pecks at my nose. I swat their bodies away, one by one. But there are too many. I can't stop it. What would a dauntless do?
I feel around on the ground until I feel a stick in my hands. I grab it and hit the birds away from me as hard as I can. The small animals disappear, and I am back in the room, but Eric is already injecting me with the next serum.
I'm in a glass box, and water is filling it up slowly through a glass pipe. I've seen both of these fears before, but I escaped them. Now I need to face them, to prove to Max and Eric I'm not divergent.
I push my foot into the pipe to stop the case filling up. I untie my shoe, and leave it. Then I climb the tank, pushing my feet on one side and my back on the other.
I reach the top of the case and push the top off. I'm out, and I start to see the room again, with Max staring down at me. He looks confused, but then he sticks another needle into my skin, and I'm in another of my fears.
I continue going though my fears until it's dinner. Eric reviews my results, and I'm free to go. I eat fast, and then go to my apartment to sleep. I set my alarm for 6:45 pm, fifteen minutes before dinner ends. Once I hit my mattress, I fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.
I wake up to the sound of my alarm, a distinct high-pitched beeping, and return to Max's office, where Max greets me.
He leads me back to the fear landscape room, where I go through my fear landscape- it hasn't changed, save for the one fear- the one with Four- is gone.
I finish in less than fifteen minuets. They look stunned, though they've seen it before. They tell me I can go back home, so I do. I fall asleep a few seconds, it's been a long day. And to think, I have to go through a week of this.
It is a long week- physical training, lunch, emotional training, dinner, mental training, sleep. I think I've improved a great deal with my physical training, but I haven't made much progress with mental and emotional. My times have stayed pretty much the same, and my fears haven't changed.
It's the weekend, so I have loads of free time. Next week I start to learn more about what I have to do as a leader, I'll attend meetings with the other faction leaders, I'll meet some other leaders, etc.; it'll be far less stressful than last week.
So for now I get to relax. Since it's Saturday morning, I'm still in bed at eleven am. I love the weekend. I only have one thing I need to do today- I'm going to lunch with Four.
I hug my comforter to my chest. It's warm and smells like my soap. I decide I should get up, so I push myself out of bed, walking hazily to my bathroom. I shower, and go to my closet.
I haven't had a chance to wear the jeans Christina and I picked out because of training, so I pull them on. I also wear a loose black tank top, made from a thin but comfortable fabric.
I walk to the cafeteria. On the weekends, they serve breakfast late, so there are still waffles. I eat one hastily and then I see Chris- I haven't seen her much this week, so I walk up to her.
"Hi." I say.
"Oh, hey Tris."
"So, how's your training going?"
"Great. How is yours? I haven't seen you much this week."
"It's ok- just a little hard."
"A little?" she asks, eyeing me suspiciously. "Your hands are all bloodied up. You have bags under your eyes, and you seem a little out of it."
I sigh. "Well, that part of my training is over now." I reply, rubbing my knuckles. Were they really that bad?
"Thank God. I hate seeing you like this."
"But Chris, aren't you done training? You only have to train for a week, right?"
"Nah, I've got one week left." She says.
"Oh. Well see you around. I have to go see..." I hesitate.
"Four?" she raises her eyebrows, a knowing look on her face.
"Um, yeah..."
"Oh, wait, there's a party tonight, to celebrate the first week of training ending."
"Wow, the Dauntless are big on parties."
"Yeah. Will you come?"
"Sure!"
"It's a Dauntless or Candor party, so dress in layers."
"Dauntless or candor?"
"Oh, I forgot. Stiffs don't play games."
"I'm not a Stiff anymore!" I say, crossing my arms.
"Sorry!" she says, raising her hands. "Anyway, somebody asks somebody else 'Candor or Dauntless?' and if you pick Candor, you have to answer one question truthfully, and if you pick Dauntless, you have to take a dare. If you don't want to do the dare or answer the question, you have to take off an article of clothing. Shoes and socks don't count." She grins.
"Okay. Wait, but who's playing?" I ask.
"Um, the new Dauntless, plus our instructors, so, us, Will, Peter, Uriah, Marlene, Lynn, and Eric and Four. Oh, and it's at Zeke's apartment, so Zeke and Shauna will be there too."
"Thanks for telling me," I say, "I'll see you there" I wave at her as I walk away, and then turn and head for Four's apartment.
I walk slowly- I've still got time before lunch, it's only eleven forty-five, lunch starts at twelve. When I get to his door he's waiting for me.
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