I lay awake all night worrying about my fight with Peter. And when I finally do fall asleep, I have a nightmare about the fight.
Dream: The fight starts out okay. I actually get a punch in to his stomach but it's all downhill from there. Peter hurts me so bad, I die. The last thing I hear is everyone laughing and clapping, and the last thing I see is Chris high-fiving Peter. I wake up and sit up quickly and put my face in my hands. Everyone else is asleep. I rub my forehead and lay back down but this time, I actually try to stay awake.
As I lace up my boots Will comes over to me.
"Hey. So, you're up against Peter today, right?" He asks. I nod.
"Well...Good luck then."
"Thanks. But I'm gonna lose, obviously."
"Look, you need to think positive. Besides, it's only the third day of initiation. You'll get better!"He replies.
"Yeah right. Face it, I'm a Stiff. I'm not Dauntless. I'm not cut out for it... and I never will be," I say.
"Like I said Tris, think positive."
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