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Peter
Walking into the pit, all heads turn. Some away from me, but the majority at me. To my assumption, rumors were spread, and spread very quickly. Four looks at me with anger, pity, and slight jealousy. And of all of the stares in the room, I found his the most interesting. I had done absolutely nothing to deserve his anger. It would be different if he were Molly or Drew. Not my instructor.
He had developed a fascination in her, as did I. Only sooner. Could it be that he, maybe, liked her? More than a student?
I gasp at the thought and my stomach tightens up into a ball. Somehow, the thought of him liking Tris made me...uncomfortable. Like I had been starved of food and water for a week.
Of course, I had not befriend Tris in any way, but somehow the little time we shared together was enough to feed me for a year. I remember the first real conversation we had.
I looked into her eyes, collecting every detail. The shape, the color, and the fine lashes that grew one the lids. I had called her pretty, and meant it, without meaning too. She did not look pretty at all. She looked like a beautiful goddess, coming down to tease me.
She was stunning. No denying. Even I couldn't. She had a childlike shape, only making her look more lovable.
It was me who had been blind this whole time. Thinking that she was just another initiate wannabe. But through all of the fogginess was clear. And I saw it.
I was in love with Beatrice Prior.
I could tell. the way my stomach twist just thinking about her. The way it does when Four looks at her, or any one of us in this room.
"Peter." I look up at the voice and see Edward. "It's our turn." He says. I follow him, looking loot my shoulder for Tris. I spot her automatically and give her a small wave. She glares at me, and the twist in my stomach tightens even more. I try not to get sick, taking in deeps breaths and letting them out softly. Why was she mad at me? I had practically thrown myself at her, without even realizing. When I had cared for her protection, I thought it was just my nosiness and curiosity.
I had come to realize, it was more than that, and that I had cared for her protection. I had cared for her.
And thankfully, the last thing I saw was her face, before a sharp pain came to my face and I fell to the floor, tears welling up in my eyes and the room getting darker and darker until pitch black.
When I wake up, I'm in an exact replica of the dorm. Of course I would be put into a hospital due to the injuries that had been done to me. When I sit up on the bed, a shooting pain come coursing through my head. I whimper, but the pain gets even worse. It feels like electricity just zapped my brain then everything came back in flashes.
I loved Tris.
But she hated me.
I remember the glare she gave me before I blacked out. I was positive she hated me. And even more positive Four did too.
The electricity coursing trough my head turns to fire and I feel more agony than before. Tear well up in my eyes and I let them spill over my cheeks making my head even hotter. I get out of the bed very slowly, walking to a dresser. and when I realize it's mine, it all clicks. This isn't a replica of the dorm. So much for caring about my safety, I thought. I really am here, and by hearing a sudden movement not made by me, I wasn't alone.
I look around, and see the rest of the initiates asleep, except for one.
"What are you still doing up?" I ask her, squinting. She rolls her eyes at me, and shoots me a piercing glare. "Do you actually care? Or is this another part of your game?" I give her a questioning look and she rolls her eyes yet again.
Wow. I would have never guessed she was from the Sti- Abnegation.
"You're a sadistic freak, you know that?" Her words go through my head like a bullet. Quickly and painfully. My first emotions are a truckload of pain and hurt. I know that she doesn't like me. I know she wants me dead. And I know that I love her. Suddenly, my pain turns to anger, and I want to hurt something. Someone. How dare she make me feel like the weak one, the lovesick puppy.
I hated it.
I hated what love did to me. What she did to me.
I lost a friend because of her.
I lost a fight because of her.
Plus I probably lost most of my teeth because of her.
And all of this has no effect on her.
Without a second thought, I let my emotions take over. I ignore the pain screaming in me as I do. And the next thing I know, I'm hovering over her screaming at the top of my lungs.
Ha Ha. Sucky chapter but hey, I lived with it. So can you. Sorry for not updating. Stupid computer has a virus. :( By the way, did you like the humor in the chapter? Yes their relationship is moving fast. Normal people don't hook up on the first day of initiation. DON'T JUDGE ME.