Tris POV
I sleep fine. When I wake up and head down the initiates and Four are already eating.
Stage 2 is almost over, and the rankings come out tonight. Four has shown me in advance
Allison
Fillis
James
Erika
Sam
Sarah
Jeremy-out
Austin-out second time
Wow we started with 10 initiates, and only 6 are left. The rest are dead... Or out...
I guess Dauntless was showing leniency and let him stay the first time, since we've literally lost more than we've cut, according to Four's explanation, but he's done for good this time.
Apparently, the Dauntless born initiates were screwing around in the training room and they used wrong guns. There are only 7 Dauntless born too now
13 initiates total. Not too hard to make it.
I sit by him, "Hey."
"Hi." He says curtly. Awkward much?
"Uh so stage 2 is almost over..." I say.
"Yeah the final test is next week, today's the sample fear stimulation landscape. Were using Jacob's fear landscape." He says.
"How manged fears does he have?" I ask.
"Twelve." He replies finishing breakfast, "Initiates follow me!" He stands up and leads them, not glancing back or looking or anything.
"Okay?" I murmur. Well I have a job occupation too. Is he holding a grudge.
Maybe I'll chat with Chris.
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I find Chris. We have no customers yet.
"Hey" We say at the same time, both also in the urgent manner.
"You first." I smile.
"Uriah's like ignoring and acting extremely awkward and I'm not sure what to do. He barely talks and doesn't take anything seriously." She says. "I don't know what to do, since my first relationship didn't even get that uhh far."
I sting of guilt. "I have the same problem.." I murmur.
"What?!" She says surprised, "But you and Four are like always good and lovey and perf. Even though the PDA gets kinda gross... He doesn't seem like the type ya-" She blabs on.
"Yeah! Yeah! But he's exactly like what you described about Uriah. It was fine yesterday." I say irritated in general.
She's quiet, "Well what should we do?"
I shrug, how am I supposed to know. I haven't spent lots of quality time with Four in general recently.
"Well we can just focus on work... And we have each other." She smiles it off. I wish I could forgive and let things pass as easily as she can.
I smile, and turn to the tattoo tools. "Just us two date partay night your room."
"You got it best frannn." She winks and I can't help but laugh, "How about that makeover flashy noticeable look again."
"Anything get our minds off of guys for once." I say
Too bad perfect human beings only exist in appealing school novels... By Erudite authors... (Haha get the irony)... That was a while ago though. Dang where did all the time go.
I never realized I did this, but I count the number of tattoos I give. And by dinner, I've given 56. That tends to be above average...
I catch Four stealing glances, but I sit at a different table from him and Uriah. I sit with Christina. We finish and I shower quickly in her room, so the makeup can stay longer and I'm clean.
She jumps in smiling. Typical, and I can't help but smile either. She has her makeup bag.
"Okay let's gets started." She grins.
After 1.5 hours I glance at the clock it's fairly late.
"I should get going then." I say, "Thanks a lot Chris!"
"No problem Tris." She replies and yawns, "You mind getting my water bottle I left it at the tatt parlor."
I nod and walk out.
I find her water bottle and walk back, I head whispering. Distinct voices around the corner I'm about turn
"I don't know how much longer this will work out." Uriah says quietly.
"Give it some time." Four says instructor mode.
"I don't want to mess it up." Uriah says, "you know what I mean?"
"I'm been through a hell lot of fights and disagreement with Tris, you think I don't know." He mutters.
"Is that something to be proud about? You guys seem to be drifting apart."
"They come and resolve naturally or eventually. We have different occupations anyway." He says.
I lower my head and walk by them, praying that being short will get me past but it doesn't.
"Tris? What are you doing here?" Four says suddenly angry
"Oh I just went to grab Chris's water bottle." I look up at him and smile a bit.
His eyes widen, and he observes what's different. Well I feel chalked up quite a bit myself.
It becomes awkward our stare, and the 4 feet between us is fairly uncomfortable. Did I do something wrong this time.
I force a grim smile, "See you around Tobias, hey Uriah." I turn without second thought and continue walking.
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Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction
أدب الهواة(PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMER AT THE BOTTOM) After three years of tests tris finally wakes up from the dead. When or if she finds love again. Watch as she'll take risks and jump into fate. All characters and plot go to Veronica Roth. This book belong...
