Darkness requires a soothing light to calm its demons, while light seeks darkness to feel secure. They complete each other, mutually need each other, until they realize that every darkness harbors a glimmer and that every gleam conceals a part of da...
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Seven days later...
1. Hall 2. Roy 3. Karl 4. Tiana. 5. Ian. 6. Elena. 7. Jade. 8. Grace. 9. Andrea.
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I grimaced at the leaderboard, furrowing my brow as I saw the unpleasant number 8 next to my name. I shifted my weight to one leg, crossing my arms.
After seven long days of intense training until literally losing consciousness, I finally hoped that Four would enter and start the second round of fights. I managed to psych myself up to the point where I would wake up at 5:30 a.m. and head to training.
I cared little for my friends' insistence as I didn't let go of the punching bag until yesterday when I lost consciousness for a couple of minutes after doing more sets than Four ordered, and not having taken water, I collapsed to the ground. I remember waking up on the mat with a wet face, the others had been sent running two laps around the Dauntless compound by the brown-haired man, with the serious and angry admonition. He wanted to bring Eric into the conversation, thinking I needed to channel my emotions, and that's why I tried to kill myself during the exercise.
As for Eric, now I was the one ignoring him. During these seven days, he was only present twice, and on those two occasions, only the first was filled with mocking comments, which I ignored, and on the second occasion, he did the same.
I want to forget that embarrassing incident; I just want to pretend it never happened.
A hand grabbed my shoulder, making me jump, snapping back to reality as I quickly turned around.
"It's very early, don't you think?" Andrea asked with a smile.
It was seven o'clock; I stopped training and stretching five minutes ago and started looking at the leaderboard, as usual.
I smiled without showing my teeth. "It became routine," I shrugged along with a sigh.
She nodded, lowering her hand. "Four told me there will be a new dynamic today. Eric spoke with Max, and they're changing the technique." she grimaced.
I chuckled, shaking my head. "I don't care about the new dynamic, I just want to level up."
"Why?" she asked.
"I want to be a leader." I shrugged.
"Being a leader isn't everything, Grace." she smiled without showing her teeth, taking my arm. "Let's sit down," she suggested.
I nodded, and we moved away from the leaderboard, walking a few meters until we reached the nearest bench. "You may be right, but the undeniable benefits it brings sound satisfying," I said.
