"I'm Eric. I'm one of your leaders. If you want to enter Dauntless, this is the way in. And if you don't have the guts to jump, then you don't belong in Dauntless."
We are all gathered near the edge of the building and the man that I called my best friend for 16 years is stanting at the ledge. I can not see him since I am only 5'6 (1.68 cm) and everyone is infrond of me. I would recognize that voice anywhere and then he said his name and I was sure.
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I wanted to see him. I needed to.
"Is there water at the bottom or something?" a boy from my class ,whose name I think is Bill, asked Eric worriedly
" You'll find out. Or not." Eric answerd him smugly.
No
This is not my Eric.
He was never like that , rude.
"We just jumped. They want us to jump again?" Marie whispered in my ear but I did not respond becouse I was trying to find out if this was MY Eric.
"Someone has to go first. Who's it going to be?" Eric said with a weird tone in his voice that I had never heard before.
This is my chance. I take a deep breath and prepare myself to see him after a year of us bein apart.
"Me" I volunteer
Everyone takes a step behind and I go infront of everyone. And then I see him. He is changed. His once blonde fluffy hair is now trimmed at the sides and is longer on top bet stays in pyt with gel. He has a piercing above his right eyebrow and one on each ear. His neck is decorated with a big tatto like a symetrical patern. I study him for a couple of seconds. He is not the innocent boy I used to know, he looks mature but I have to admit it this new style makes him really atractive.
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He is wearing a jacket that hides his muscles and black pants.
He hasn't notice me yet, he is busy looking at his watch.
