You sit down next to some Dauntless.
"Hey!" One of them says, grinning and offering you his hand. He turns back to the rest of the table. "The Amity knows what's up, sitting with the Dauntless initiates."
He rolls over back onto his chair. "So, Amity, what do you want to know? Any secrets we can give you?"
"Sure," I say, grabbing a hamburger. "Do you always eat such good food?"
They all laugh, and a girl hits your shoulder. "Yes," she emphasizes, nodding. "Just wait until they bring out the Dauntless cake. That's the stuff."
"Marlene eats a lot of cake, that's why she's so-" Marlene shoves the boy, laughing, and the Dauntless-born pile up, pushing and shoving and grinning.
"Shut up, Uriah!" Marlene says, rolling her eyes. "Don't mind him."
"Oh, trust me, I won't," you say, laughing.
"Hey!" Uriah grunts from beneath the Dauntless pile, and you grab another burger.
"I wonder what that's about," Marlene says, pointing at Four, who is storming away from Tris and Christina's table.
"He's probably just being emo," Uriah says, shifting so he can scowl, pretending to be Four. "OoOoOoh, look at meee, I'm Four and I'm so misunderstooooood-"
He's cut off, laughing so hard he wheezes, by the other Dauntless shoving their hands over his mouth.
"Shh! He'll hear you!" One says, stifling her laughter.
You laugh with them and take a bite of your burger. The meat is flavorful and juicy, the bread perfectly clean and buttered.
"I could get used to this," you say, grabbing another with a grin.
1+ Uriah
1+ Marlene
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