So I just realized that these chapters are a lot smaller then the chapters on my other story... Thanks for reading this and i felt like writing lately so you guys get two chapters this week! *Que appluase* I dont own Divergent, Everything belongs to Veronica Roth... ON TO THE STORY!
As the girl walks down the hallway with the other initiates, she tries to digest the news she has recently learned. She was divergent. The news still has yet to click in her brain. Divergent. This revelation caused a mix of feelings in the girl. She was confused; how was being Divergent a dangerous thing? The Abnegation woman said that she musn't tell anyone. She wasn't planning to break that rule, but how was having an aptitude for multiple factions bad? Did she somehow manage to fail the test you are not allowed to prepare for? All of these questions ran through her head while she walked in between a Candor girl and an Erudite boy who she knew from school.
"This is the pit, it has all of the shops and everything for your leisure time. Watch out these paths are narrow." says the instructor, Five she thinks to herself was his name, or was it Seven? She continues to walk with the rest of the initiates while pretending to listen to Four, the instructor. They follow him through all of the dark hallways of the Dauntless compound.
They finally end the tour at a huge room with bunk beds at every wall. She takes her bags to one of the bunk beds in the middle of the room and slowly begins to unpack her things. Her joints were still sore from the run they took up the stairs and her back was slightly bruised from the impact of the fall from the jump of off of the train. She can still feel the way the wind felt as she jumped of off the roof into the hole. The way her hair flew behind her back and into her face. The small adrenaline rushes while she was still in the air.
Suddenly, the Candor girl she was walking next to pulls the girl to her feet.
"Hi, my name is Jamie. What's yours?" asks the Candor.
"Victoria, but call me Vicki." Victoria says.
"Well Vicki, I am taking you to the tattoo parlor so we can watch those two cry." She says as she points to the Amity and Erudite boys.
"Aaron, Alphonzo, stops your fighting and gets your asses over here!" Jamie yells at them.
"Hi, I'm Aaron, pleasure to meet you. And your name is?" The Amity boy asks after composing himseld from fear.
"I'm Victoria, but please call me Vicki." She repeats.
"And I'm Alphonzo, I believe we lived in the same neighborhood." Says the Erudite boy.
"Well let's get a move on, I want to see you two cry before it gets too late. Or are you guys too scared?" Asks Jamie.
"We're not scared of anything, right Alphonzo?" Replies Aaron.
Victoria and her new group of friends somehow find their way back to the pit and to the tattoo parlor. As she and Jamie watch the two boys only shed a few tears, she starts to look for a tattoo of her own.
"Are you looking for anything specific? I'm Tori, nice to meet you."
"Oh. Hi, I'm Victoria. Please call me Vicki." She replies.
"Well Vicki, are you looking for a tattoo or here to support those babies?" She asks while pointing to the two blubbering boys.
"Sadly, I think I'm supporting them. Maybe next time Tori." She says as she walks away.
Victoria joins her friends at the door and follows Jamie to the clothing store to buy new clothes.
"This is not me. It's to…" Victoria stops, unable to find the correct words.
"Is it too Dauntless for you?" Challenges Jamie.
"No, I was going to say, it's not Dauntless enough. Here, give me that." She says as she points to a pair of black jeans and a dark grey fitted shirt.
"Here we go that's better." She finishes.
Jamie, Victoria and the boys walk back to the dorm for a long awaited nights sleep.