A Divergent Fanfiction- No war

6- 2nd day

Chapter 6- 2nd day

Tobias's POV

Me and Tris head to the cafeteria, hand in hand. The initiates were all together sitting in three groups. 1) Miya, Timothy, and Samy, 2) then Gloria and Rafael, and 3) James, Brittany, Chloe, and Justin. They already have groups. Tris and I went to sit with the Gang. 

- "Tris, why weren't you there? Yesterday? I asked you to be there at 8, at my house?" Christina says or yells at Tris. (Pregnancy hormones are making her angry) Tris had to meet with Christina?? She didn't tell me.

- "I'm sorry, forgot... I had a lot on my plate," she says to Christina. This morning Tris looked off, probably tired, or she's sick. She turns to me and mouths 'I'll explain later'. I look at her worried and concerned, she really did seem out of her usual. 'Are you ok' I mouth, she raised her shoulders and tilted her head.

- "Hum, ok guys..." says Christina. And I realize that everyone has been staring at us. Tris blushes hard and puts her head on my shoulder in embarrassment, everyone laughs.

- "You guys are so m ean," she says grinning still red as a tomato.

- "We are not," says Zeke and added, "We should go, the initiates are waiting..." we head towards the initiates. We headed to the training room.

---

- "Today is knife throwing, we will show you the technique. Then you copy! Understand?" I say in my 'Four voice'.

- "Why do we do knife throwing, it's not gonna help us in life?" asks Gloria like if she knew what she was talking about. Sometimes, the initiates make me think of Eric.

- "Well let's just imagine you're face to face with your 'enemy', "he did quotes mark with his fingers, "well you won't run to your mommy if you have a knife in hand, except if you don't know how to throw it..." I say harshly, she looks scared now.

- "So let's get going" I continue, "You all think you're brave, as told before Tris's instructor threw knives at her head, and Tris passed, without flinching, that's why she's alive and here today," I was about to continue but Brittany interrupts me.

- "Bet she couldn't do it now if she had the chance," Brittany mumbles, quickly regretting it as she noticed I heard.

- "Actually, that's a perfect idea," Tobias says still looking harshly at her. Brittany scoffs. 

- "What is?" Bitchany asked (Tobias and I started calling her that)

- "Tris? Stand in front of the target," I said to her she raises an eyebrow but heads to the target. She goes in front of it, hands in her back, a little grin as she understood what I was doing. "You ready? You actually must have plenty of practice now, huh?" I ask her grinning. The initiates look at me crazy.

- "Stop, it's crazy, you're gonna kill her!" yells James

- "We don't mind that much about her but I don't want to live with the guilt that my husband has killed someone," then quickly added, " actually, I'll be proud of you for killing that bitch," Brittany said. Just when she finishes her sentence, a knife flies right next to her shoulder, cutting it slightly. She screams... literally. Tris and I both raise an eyebrow at how dramatic she was being. All the initiates look at us like they are ready to dodge if a knife gets thrown at them.  

- "Can I get back or does someone has something to say?" Not a sound. I swear we could have heard a fly.  

- "I think they got the lesson," Tris says grinning. 

- "Look at my stance, look at my arm, and the movement I do with it. See how it's only my arm that is moving not my hip. The first one will land three inches from her right thigh" I say as I took a good stance. I confidently threw it. It lands right where I said. Some initiates look at me in 'aw', others gasped. "Now in between her left arm and her left side". It lands exactly as described.  "And the last one..." I hinted 

- "NO!" Tris yelled understanding where it'll go. 

- "Don't be so negative," I tell her with a smile as I threw the knife which nicks her ear right where it did 5 years ago. 

- "Again? Seriously? You already did that and it's still not enough?" She says, not even caring about the blood that was licking the length of her ear. 

- "Wait, how old are you guys?" Rafael asks confused about our age

- "I'm 21," Tris says 

- "23, why?" I ask

- "So you guys were initiates 5 and 7 years ago?" Justin asks

- "You know basic math, good job," Tris tells him ironically

- "What did you rank?" asks Miya

- "It doesn't matter," Tris says

- "When did you start dating?" asks Chloe 

- "It doesn't either" I answer, rolling my eyes at her. 

- "What are your real names?" asks Rafael 

- "Absolutely none of your business!" I yell 

- "Were you Dauntless-borns or initiates?" asks Samy now joining the other initiates 

- "And if you were initiates where did you come from?" Gloria continued 

- "Did we say yes for 'Personal Life Info'? NO!! Now start throwing!! Let's go!" Tris yells. They get to throwing, they all suck but you know, it's their first time soooo...

---

We head home after training... 

- "I'm exhausted! They kill me... LITERALLY!!" Tris says. I nod and kiss her, she kisses back. We head to bed still kissing. And when we break apart it's to fall in a night of peaceful sleep, all cuddled together. 

#-#-#-#-#

Please comment, vote, and share!!