Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction

Chapter 8

Tris POV

Today, I wake up and trudge to the training room. Targets are hung up with a stack of knives on the side.

Four is the only one in the room at the moment.

"Hey" I yawn.

"Hey," He says, "nice job yesterday."

I smile and pop my knuckles, "So we're throwing these today."

"Yeah." he says. "Do me a favor and don't budge with Jacob today. He strongly dislikes you." He looks at me.

"Okay" I say.

The initiates slowly pile in. Maddie glares at me and I suppress a laugh. There is still pink paint in her eyebrows and hair.

Jacob doesn't come, so Four starts, "Today is the last day of stage one. Rankings will be up tonight. Meanwhile you will learn how to aim. Everybody pick up 3 knives."

We do and I stand by Uriah. Four throws the knives and then we start.

"I heard about your plan yesterday." Uriah says. "Smart Stiff."

"Uh thanks?" I reply and throw. My knife is a little right of the target.

I throw again. This time it hits the center.

Jacob walks in and I stiffen.

"Hey Stiff, I heard of your plan yesterday." Jacob steps next to me. When did he hear of it? "Let's see if you're as Dauntless as you are smart. Com'on, lets see your throw at the target."

I exhale, and focus. I check my stance and form. Everybody turns to watch me.

I raise my hand and throw. The knife sails straight into the center with my other knife. I look at him smugly.

"Not bad Stiff." He mutters and moves on.

Jacob checks everybody, asking them to throw.

Most of the initiates hit the target within 3 tries as Jacob watches them. All of them do except Arianna. Her knife bounces off the wood and floor.

Jacob sighs disapprovingly and moves on.

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I sit with Uriah at lunch.

"You should've seen Jacob's face when you hit the bullseye!" Uriah laughed, "He looked beyond pissed haha!"

I smile. Across the room Maddie sits with Four. Again. I feel a pang of sympathy for him. And a pang of hopelessness for her.

I look back down at my food, and meet awkward eye contact with Carlos.

"Nice job Tris." He says while staring intently at me.

"Thanks?" I say. That's funny. No initiate ever calls me Tris. It's always Stiff.

I look back down awkwardly and stare at my food. I can feel Carlos's eyes boring into my head.

We finish lunch and I head back to my room. A few moments later, someone knocks.

"Tris it's me." A quiet voice says.

I open the door and see Tobias.

"Hey." I say.

"You did well yesterday and today." We sit down on my bed. "I'm guessing your test results were Erudite, Dauntless, and Abnegation huh?"

"Er yea." I recall, "Looks like you got some initiate love huh?" I switch the subject. Talking about my results and being Divergent just seems odd. Even with Tobias