The only thing that I can really say so far...is that it's strange to be here. Strange in a good way, but strange. I had been in the city with my parents for sixteen years of my life. Having them tell me what to do, what to eat, how to think and what to say. My life was different the moment their car drove away from the train station. This was my life now. And even though I'm extremely nervous it's an excited nervous. Because this is the first time in my life that I get to make my own decisions. I don't know who I am yet. I'm about to become the person that I'm meant to be. The duffel on my back is starting to weigh on me, but by the looks of the people running around the Dauntless building, I'm going to have to start working on my strength. I don't mind that. I may not know who I am, but I know that I don't want to be classified as weak. I want to be able to take care of myself. All of us are following Four through the building leading us to the dorms. If I thought the building was huge from the outside, the inside is just as impressive. The ceilings are call and the rooms are long. There's a giant staircase that leads up into what Four described as member rooms. So that's where I'll be living in just a few months. I don't mind it, this place is far nicer than my parents' home.

As we exit the main hall, we turn a corner and begin to go a flight of stairs. There's a basement to this place? It didn't even look like it had one. I wonder if the other dorms know about it. What shocks me the most is that we don't stop after just one flight like I had originally assumed. We go down several flights of stairs and we don't stop until we are well underground. We are so far beneath the service of the earth that I start to regret wearing a tank top. The cold hits me like a pile of bricks and I wish I had put on a jacket or a sweater or something. I rub my arms, which goose bumps have now arisen. We follow Four down the hallway and enter a wide room that has several beds lined up against both walls. It dawns on me that there will not be separate sleeping quarters for the boys. Was part of this whole being brave thing trying to make sure that the boys kept their hands to themselves while sleeping in a cold and dank basement?

"This is where you'll be sleeping for the next few months," Four says turning around to face us. "Bathrooms are in the back."

"Girls or boys?"

"Both."

"Nice," a boy in the back of the group mutters. I can hear the grin on his face and I roll my eyes.

"The heaters don't reach down here, because we're so far underground so you might want to stock up on extra blankets," Four says. "I'll let you get settled in and then we'll reconvene upstairs for lunch."

His eyes find mine before nodding and I fight the urge to look away. His eyes are so blue, they're distracting. And then as soon as he looked, he's walking past us, heading back up the steps into the heart of the building. I shake my head and follow Christina over to a bed by the wall. I place my duffel on the bed and open it to pull out one of my sweaters before pulling it over my head. I put the duffel under the bed and sit down to look at Christina.

"So this is it," I say with a smile.

She's packing her things beneath the bed and pulls a jacket on before. "It's weird, right?" she asks. "We just got here, but I already feel like I belong here...more so than I felt back in the city."

I know what she means because that's the same way that I feel right now. I feel like I'm home. Christina bounces up and down on the balls of her feet a few times before grinning at me. "Come on, let's go eat!"

I get off of my bed and the four of us, Al, Christina, Will and myself, go up the stairs with the rest of the new Dauntless members and head to the cafeteria. Once we pass the doors, I am surprised at how many people I see here. There are a lot of people here...too many to count. But being around this many people gets me excited. We spread out to find empty seats and I see spots near Four, so I walk toward him. I sit down next to him and Christina follows suit. I don't know what is it, but I'm drawn to him. Maybe it's because he seems so strong. And strength is a quality that I want to have. I want to be strong. I see hamburgers on the table and I immediately take a fork to grab one of the patties and put in on my plate. I grab the ketchup and put some on the bun before taking a bite. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from groaning. I had had hamburgers before, just not in a very long time.

I set it down and take a sip of water. Christina and Will are talking about possible having seen each other before in the city. She's friendly enough, she probably interacted with other people. I feel eyes on me, so I turn, and see Four looking at me.

"What?" I ask him. My voice comes out a little harsher than I had wanted it to. Especially since he's going to be one of my trainers here. I don't want to piss him off.

He raises his eyebrows at me, but I can see a hint of a smile on his lips. "Nothing," he says, turning back to look at his place, taking another bite. I feel the heat rise in my cheeks, so I turn away and take another drink of water.

Christina looks at me. "What was that about?"

I shrug and shake my head. "I have no idea," I tell her as I take another bite.

"So you guys think we'll have fun here?" Al asks.

Four laughs and we all look at him.

"Do you have something to say?" I ask him. I had never been outspoken, but now things were different. I was already becoming a different person.

"This dorm isn't about fun," he says, his eyes cold as they land on Al. "It's about strength and bravery."

I look at him and nod, because from the way that Eric introduced himself and the dorm, I didn't think there would be a lot of time to mess around. Not with how serious he looked. "So no fun at all?" I ask.

His dark blue eyes fall on my face and he's smirking again. "I didn't say that," he says. "There will be days when you have fun and days when you don't. It's up to you on how you see them." Someone calls Four's name and he gets up from the table and leaves the room.

I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding in. Christina laughs and touches my arm.

"Wow, so he's intense," she grins shaking her head.

"Yeah," Will says. "Something tells me we should watch out for Eric and Four."

"They are going to be the ones training us," I say. "Given what Four just said, I don't think we should take any of this lightly."

"He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you know," Christina says nudging me.

"Shut up," I say blushing as I take another drink. "That's not even possible."

I knew that I wasn't pretty like the other girls. I wasn't ugly, but I'm certainly not one of those girls who grabs someone's attention. I don't have a reason for Four to have been looking at me.

"What do you mean, not possible?" she asks.

I shake my head. "Never mind," I answer. It wouldn't make sense to anyone who didn't grow up where I grew up. It was hard to explain and it sounded crazy, just the thoughts running through my head.

After dinner, Four shows us around the building a bit longer, showing us where the clothes supply is as well as sheets and comforters for sleeping. I make sure to grab two wool blankets. I always had an issue with staying warm. My blood always tended to run cold in my veins. I keep the words that Christina told me earlier, during dinner. While we're walking through the building, I keep a distance from Four. Even if he was looking, I didn't want to give off the impression that I was just like any other girl.

Before heading back upstairs, Four passes by our beds and stops to look at us. "I'll be down early in the morning to wake everyone. Get enough sleep. The first day of training is always the hardest."

He nods at us before heading back up the steps. I feel Christina looking at me again and I blush, sitting down on the bed. I wrap myself up in one of the comforters. Even with my thick socks and the sweater I've had on all day, I still need the extra coverage.

"Don't even start, Chris," I tell her, shaking my head.

"What?" she asks. "Like you don't like his attention."

I don't mind it. It just makes me uncomfortable. Probably because I don't know him at all yet, and I'm not quite sure what he wants. Or maybe he's just being friendly. I don't know. But all I know is that today is just the first day. And as confused as I am right now, everything else will be a little less confusing as the weeks ware on. At least, that's what I'm hoping for.