les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

79. Not Knowing Much English

Imagine: Your first language isn't English so Eric isn't fond of you but later on he is drawn towards you because of your fighting skills.

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You sit in the dormitory after changing, waiting alongside the rest of the transfers, waiting for someone to come get you. Today had been Choosing Day, and of course, you had let your blood drip onto the coals, but now you sat there wondering if you had made the right decision. You picked up bits and pieces of conversation amongst the rest of the initiates, but you could quite understand it, English was not your first language, you had never been able to speak and understand it as well as everyone else, this is why you were worried about not fitting in the fast-paced lifestyle of the Dauntless. What if you couldn't understand an order? What if you got kicked out because of that? Shit.

"Alright initiate, we're gonna make our way to the cafeteria now, so follow me!" One of your trainers, what's his name-Four, says as he walks into the dorms. Everyone gets up and follows Four, on your way to the cafeteria, Four stops a few times to point out some of the important areas in Dauntless, once again you have to listen very carefully, and at times you have to ask Tris or Christina what Four said because you couldn't quite understand him.

"What? Are you deaf or something softie?" An ex-Candor boy questions, while you're trying to get Christina to repeat what Four said. You look down at your shoes, not sure how to respond.

"Leave her alone Peter!" Christina snaps, and the boy-Peter, raises his hands in surrender. You smile at Christina as a sign of thanks.

You finally get into the cafeteria, and after Max's long and confusing speech, you are finally able to relax and eat.

"Aren't you going to introduce me Four?" You hear a deep voice say, you look up to see a tall, buff man. He has a bunch of piercings covering his face, and he has tattoos on his arms and neck. He looks menacing, but at the same time, sexy as hell.

"Eric, this is Tris, Christina, and Y/N," Four does not seem to be enjoying Eric's company, Eric makes a snarky comment towards Tris, but you are only able to pick up bits and pieces of it.

"Y/N huh?" Eric scans you with his cold eyes.

"Yes," you respond, feeling a little bit intimidated.

"You're quite small, what makes you think that you have what takes to be a dauntless, besides, I heard that you're one of those banjo-strumming softies, do you really think your capable of being a Dauntless soldier?" You look at him wide-eyed, he was speaking pretty fast- well it was fast for you - and you barely caught a single word.

"Pardon?" You're face turns red as all the heads at your table turn towards you.

Eric raises his eyebrows, "I asked why you think you're capable of becoming one of us?"

"W-well, I am good fighting," You stutter, Eric looks confused at first, but then he just rolls his eyes.

"What? Do they not teach you English in Amity?" This cracks a few giggles from initiate, you lower your head in shame, "Listen, what's your name again, right- Y/N, if you can't understand a simple order here in Dauntless, you'll be out faster than you can say factionless! Do. You. Understand?"

"Y-yes sir," You feel like you're on the verge of tears. No Y/N, you're Dauntless, you have to be strong.

The next morning, you wake up for your first day of training, to be honest, you're horrified, but you know that you can't show it.

You walk into the training room and listen as carefully to Eric's instructions, trying to grasp every word, "Now, for our first fight, Drew vs. The Softie!"

You look up to see a boy, almost twice your size, walk up to the mat; you hesitantly walk up to him and get into stance. He makes the first attack, jabbing you in the stomach, you let out a groan, how dare he! I can't believe he actually punched me! You decide to pull out all your fighting skills, you are able to block all his further attacks, and within a matter of minutes, Drew is lying on the mat, passed out.

You finally turn to the rest of the initiates, each one of them is in awe of your skill. Four finally breaks the silence, "Alright, now everyone find a punching bag, we're going to be working on your attacking techniques for the rest of the day, through, some of you might not actually need it."

You smile to yourself, everyone makes their way to a punching bag, and you follow behind, when suddenly Eric grabs your arm, stopping you. He looks serious, but he cracks a tiny, almost unnoticeable smile, "I guess I underestimated you Y/N, you're pretty good."

"Thank you," You blush. He lets go and you are about to walk away.

"And Y/N," You turn back towards him, "If you ever need any help with your English, just ask me."

You smile at him delightfully, and go to continue your training.

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