I don't own Divergent, Veronica Roth does!
"So where are we actually going?"
"Somewhere where you can't here the gunshots." Gun shots? Uri has a gun? And we're going to use it? Why? I shouldn't be here, who knows what he's doing. I might be friends with someone I really shouldn't be. This is what mom tried to warn me about. They are extreme. God knows what we might do with this gun, "Tris!" Uriah snaps his fingers in front of my face snapping me out of my daze, " you've blanked out."
"Oh, sorry, " I apologise, " Uri... Where are we going with... a gun?"
"You seemed concerned Tris, " He brushes past a tree, pulling the low hanging branches away from him," We're not doing anything bad. You really are new aren't you?" I nod, oh course I am, why do you think I'm so confused? "Tris, all of us dauntless carry a weapon, whether it's a knife or a gun, we all do it, Chicago is a rough place and we protect ourselves, but don't worry. This is just a gun with rubber bullets, it won't do much harm."
"The concern is you're implying that you have more than one gun, but Uri, that still doesn't answer my question; where are we going?"
"Well, you see, this morning, Marlene, bet that I couldn't shoot a muffin off her head, so we thought that after school was the best place to go to find out if I could."
"But surely, even with rubber bullets, it would still hurt to be hit one, especially in the face?"
"Oh, well yeah, " he grins, "but she's a big girl, plus there's always the infirmary, we can go there and bullshit something about how someone hit her when we were out."
"But, we're not allowed out."
"Tris! Stop blowing holes in our plan!"
"Sorry, I'm just trying to help."
"I'm sure you are..." he murmurs. We approach a gap in the mesh fence, "In theory, we're not meant to go beyond the fence Monday through Thursday, but honestly, most of us couldn't give a rat's ass. " He throughs himself through the hole and I follow, hot on his heels.
The streets of Chicago lay barren, it feels as if a cliché tumble weed should roll past, however, this isn't a wild west movie.
"Tris, your parents used to go here, do you know which factions they were in?" He asks.
"Well, to be honest, we never really talk about their past, but you know, they seem like they would be in Abnegation, all they seem to care about is other people, which you know probably would have been a good thing to grow up with, but honestly, I felt like I never fit in. I found it hard to care, to remember to think of others before myself. I wanted more out of life."
"Well, " He smirks," you certainly don't take after your parents, what you said right there seemed completely dauntless. All you need is a gun."
"I'm not sure about it, " I panic.
"Well, you already have a tattoo, it's not that big a step."
"No that's a big step; a small step would be a piercing, or a -"
"-You don't have a piercing?" he seems amazed," Tris, even I have one, I don't really wear it, but I have one."
"Not all of you guys have tattoos and piercings. Four doesn't seem to."
"Again with Four!" He says exasperatedly," Four this Four that. He does; he has the most tattoos of all of us. Haven't you seen? Some days you can see the corner of it depending on what he wears."
"Four has tattoos?" Four has tattoos, " I just always thought that he didn't, I mean, I swear, he seems too... Clean cut?"
"Four's whole back is covered, I don't know what with, he wouldn't show any of us, but last year, he went out like once a week to get this big masterpiece. Rumour is; Lauren, when she slept with Four,-"
"-Wait? Lauren slept with Four?"
"Apparently, you seemed so shocked? He could be with any girl he wanted, they all swoon for him, you're not the only one?"
" Wait, you think that I'm into Four?" He's a brother, if that. Remember what he said.
"You make it obvious, and you seem kind of offended when I mention Lauren a minute ago."
"No, I'm not upset, it's just he told me he's never been with a girl before."
"He did? I doubt that. He's on every single sports team, he gets great grades, every girl probably wants him."
"As if."
"Don't deny it, if you had the chance, you'd be with him."
"Not really, he's not-"
"-Not your type?" He mocks. Well, of course he's my type. No, wait. He's not. A brother; a stupid horrible brother. " If I were gay... No, I never said that. Forget what I was about to say."
"You were about to say you would date Four if you were gay!" I shout as we walk down streets I've never been down before, to be fair, I've only been out once; with Chris on the first day. That day feels years ago, not as little as a month. I prefer to stay at school, especially at the weekends; the weekend borders go home, and most of the others go into town, leaving the school empty to wander around, contemplate.
"No. I wasn't. Shut up." He hits my arm with considerable force, " We're here." We're still in town, though it may be deserted, people can still hear.
"Won't people hear us?" I worry.
"Yeah, but people don't care here, this part is where all the gangs hang out. The dauntless are almost a welcome sight."
"Oh, " I breathe, " Where's Marlene, you said she'd be here."
"And Lynn, " he corrects, "They'll be on their way, they're getting the muffin from the dining hall." He pulls out his gun and loads it.
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