DAUNTLESS (Divergent sequil, no war)

chapter 2

We all leave and go to get our things from our dorm. Some people will have to share apartments, others, like me, will be given one to for themself, simple and small to start off, but it will improve as I advance through my roles. It will be strange to have a room to myself again. I don't know what to make of it. We sand and wait to be collected by someone from our area of work to collect us, Tobias has to take Uriah and so I'll just have to find him later. I grab my black bag and pull it over my shoulders. I'll be glad to leave this room. Too many things have happened here. Christina hugs me tight and after a moment I hug her back, not with as much enthusiasm as she has but I am trying. Tori comes to collect her and Will and they both leave, leaving only me and Peter in the room. I don't look at him. I sit on the bed and face the other way.

My bed creeks as a new weight is added. Peter sits far too close to me for my liking. "This isn't over stiff. This will never be over." his voice sounds clam, as if he is stating a fact rather than making a threat. Eric comes around the corner and we both stand.

"Sit down Peter, someone else is coming for you." He says and Peter slumps back onto my bed. But it isn't my bed, I'm getting a new bed, in a new room, with no Peter, no memories of Al crying or of Edward soaked in his own blood.

"I'm proud of you Tris," Eric says, as I follow him up the side of the pit towards the glass building. "I didn't think you'd have it in you to go against Four and choose to be a council member,"

"I didn't go against him," I explain, though I'm not sure why we are having this conversation, "he thought that it would be a good idea and that I would enjoy the challenge of life as a dauntless leader some day." His chuckle sends shivers down my spine.

"I bet he did." We enter the glass building and turn right. I've never been other to this side of the building before, but I've never needed to. I didn't think that I would get a room up here right away, I was sure only dauntless leaders were seen as important enough to earn a living space here, but I guess I was wrong. We make our way through several different corridors and then stop at a black door at the end of the row. "You probably know that it's normally only dauntless leaders who get a room up here," I nod and he continues, "but the room we were going to put you in was broken into the other night, we don't know why, there was nothing in there at all, but we thought you would be safer up here, at least for now." that seams odd to me. For one thing, who breaks into an empty room? Or who even breaks into a room at all? But also, it's not like the dauntless to worry about people's safety. So why start now? And why me? But all I do is nod and say

"thanks,"

"Don't mention it. My room is this one." He signals to the door opposite my own. "If you need anything don't hesitate to ask." I nod, despite knowing that I would never knock on his door to ask for help. If I was in trouble, he is the last person I would go to. "Well I'll leave you to it." He walks the short distance across the corridor into his own room and I can't suppress the shiver that runs through me. I may not be sharing a room with Peter anymore, but somehow staying so close to Eric makes me feel even worse.

I open the door and step into the room. It's about the same size as the transfers dorm room. The wall on the far side from the door is a dark blue, almost black but not quite, the rest are white washed, like the walls in the city school and in the hospital. The kitchen are is at the front of the room, the black marble cabinets stand out against the white walls, making them striking and bold. There is a sink, a stove and a fridge as well as other appliances I have never seen. To the left of the kitchen is a large sofa and a matching chair, they are dark blue to match the wall. I make my way through my new room. What had I ever done to deserve this luxury? I stroke the leather sofa and then make my way over to the wooden table and chairs in the centre of the room. I drag my fingers along the smooth wood. At the back of the room there is a desk with a computer and a chair.

I soon realise that there is no bed. It seems odd for the room to be so well furnished but to not have a bed, but then I see the curtain hanging in the back right corner of the room, the same shade as the blue wall. I pull it open to find a stair case. excitement prickles my skin as I make my way up the stairs. They lead to the bedroom. The walls are the same, one blue and three white. There is a wooden wardrobe, a matching set of draws, two bed side tables... and a large, four poster bed.

It's the same bed from my fear landscape.

A note sits on the pillow at the top of the bed. I reach for it, wanting to read it despite knowing who it is from and that it is only there to taunt me.

Dear Tris,

I hope you like your room, the old bed was a bit broken so I had them replace it with something you would be familiar with. I hope you can enjoy it a bit more in reality.

Eric.

x

I scrunch up the paper and launch it at the wall then sink onto the bed. I must admit that it's comfortable, but at the same time something is bothering me. It's not Eric's comments, but something about him. The way he has gone to so much effort to make me feel uncomfortable is the thing that bothers me most. Why would he waist so much time on me? And how did he have enough time to sort this out when I only picked which job I would take under an hour ago? Did he know that I would take this job, or just plan it in the hope that I would? Did he make up the thing about the break in so he could put me in here just to taunt me? It seams like an awful lot of effort for him to go to just to tease me a bit.

After unpacking my things into my draws I'm make my way down to the pit. My new rooms are nice, but far to big for one person, and I feel uncomfortable with the thought of Eric being so close. I don't know why but I do. It doesn't take me long to find Will and Christina, they are in getting tattoos. "What are you getting?" I ask, jumping up onto the counter to sit and watch.

"yesterdays date, the day we officially became Dauntless." I like that idea, so when Tori is finished on Christina's arm I ask her to do the same around my left wrist, like a bracelet, with the date on one side and the word "Dauntless" on the other. Christina grumbles, wishing she had got the same but Will and I just laugh at her. She starts pouting and so Will pulls her in for a hug and tickles her until she can't keep a straight face or stay mad.

It turns out that they are staying next to each other, there apartments are on the edge of the pit. Part of me thinks that it's cute, another part fills with dread as I think of the disasters it could cause if their relationship turns sour. We are on our way over when Uriah bumps into us,

"Hey Tris, Four has been looking all over for you all morning. Have you seen him?"

"No, not since choosing, do you know where he is?" I need to tell him about everything that has happened.

"Yeah, I'll show you if you want," I wave by to Christina and Will, promising to come see their rooms when I'm done, then set of after Uriah in search of Four.

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