Divergent

Chapter Twenty- One

I feel Four stiffen next to me. I don't dare to look at him though. I tighten my grip on my gun. Out of the corner of my eye I see Four slightly lift his gun, so quietly, and cautiously Peter probably didn't notice.

"Hope you enjoyed the game," Peter sneers. He raises his gun and I do the same. He snickers.

"It's so nice how you think you stand a chance, Stiff," Peter says with a grin.

"Peter, shut up." With that I fire, and not a second later, Peter does the same. The orange paintball is coming closer and closer, daring me to let it hit me, to get me out of the game. Not going to happen, I think. A green paintball splatters on Peter. He swears under his breath. I try to ignore what he says, but I can't help my mind drifting to Abnegation. I'm having fun right now, but still. Anything said in Abnegation is safe, okay. I try to turn my attention back to the fact that we can win this, and we're still in it. And it works, because, hello, we just got Peter out. And Eric. And I'm with Four. So sure, Abnegation may be a safer, more comforting place, but you know what, I came to Dauntless to take risks, to prove that I'm not a Stiff. So I find myself smiling because this day is great. I'm finding my place in Dauntless. I start walking away with Four, but can't stop myself from shooting Peter once more for good measure.

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