A Hard Life

A Hard Life: Ch. 11

I hear the tracks rumble as a train comes near. I see some of the members prepare to run and jump on, I do the same. The train approaches and I start running, I jump to the side and fall into the train on my stomach. I hear some people snicker and look up. Oh great, Candor smart mouths (note sarcasm).

I push myself up and go stand in a corner and hear shouting. I look back and see a girl trying to jump on. She has short black hair, she looks pretty small and frail, and she wears gray. Abnegation girl, no doubt.

"Here!" I throw out my hand far enough for her without falling off. She grabs on to it. The Abnegation girl jumps and I pull to help her make it.

I look back and see an Erudite girl and Amity boy. They didn't make it. They're now Factionless. It's better than being dead in my opinion.

"*huff* Thank...*puff* you..." the girl I helped says.

"Your welcome. What's your name?"

"Jasmin. I'm from Abnegation, I would've been Factionless if it wasn't for you!" She smiled at me. "What is your name?"

"I'm Mackenzie."

"Nice to meet you. I hope we become good friends," she seems really nice and not too prissy like my sister. I like this girl.

"I'm sure we will Jasmin. I'm sure we will," I grin at her.

We stand in the doorway for about 15 min. until we hear, "Jump!" I look and see that they want us to jump from the moving train, to a rooftop. I hear Jasmin's breathing pick up.

"Don't worry! We'll jump together!" She nods and we hold on to each other's hands. "On 3! 1... 2... 3!" We jump onto the roof. We land on our hands and knees and I hear a scream and a smash. I look over the ledge, and see a sprawled out Candor girl. Dead.

"Who's going to jump first?" I hear a Dauntless member say.

"Certainly not the Stiff or the Pansycake," a Candor girl snickers. I remember her name being Krisy. She looks stronger than I'd expect.

I step forward and take off my glasses I never even needed and throw them behind me. "Ow!" I look back and smirk seeing that they hit Krisy. I look down into the hole. This outta be easy. I take a leap of faith and scream with joy. When I hit the net, I'm disappointed that the fun is over.

A hand reaches out to help me and I gratefully take it. When I get out of the net and met the owner of the hand, a wave of recognition hits me. I instantly recognize his brown eyes, white hair with streaks in it, and muscles that show through his shirt. I mumble his name in surprise. "K-Kane?"