Flower Crown ❀ (Divergent)

Field Trips

Chapter 5

We took the train. It was an unfamiliar experience, training to Amity farm fields. I was kind of nervous and happy to be going back to my old faction.

"Are you happy to be visiting Amity?" Tris asked me from my side.

"Yes. I kinda need it." I told her, because it was needed.

She was once again staring at Four's muscles. I nudged her away from her not so subtle staring. It was starting to become weird. I understood that she was from Abnegation, but she didn't have to make it obvious. Back in Amity, I saw many built men working out in the fields shirtless or not. It was a usual thing for me. We reached the fence and were greeted by Dauntless guards, I greeted the regulars that knew me.

While we were casually looking at the fence, a truck of Amity farmers came by. I recognised a few faces and greeted them a few with the little jig we came up with. It was a welcome familiarity, but I avoided the Amity-borns at all costs.

I watched Tris carefully, strangely protective of the newfound sister figure. Her face was bruised because of Molly. I couldn't help but glare away from the fact that I was not allowed to help her at all. She seemed to recognise an Amity transfer who was previously Abnegation. They spoke eagerly. I was happy for her. I was truly a daunting task going somewhere where no one knows you and you have to get to know new people with new likes and dislikes.

I, however, was seriously done with staring at this fence.

Two days later we were unceremoniously woken up at an ungodly hour of the morning by Four, who banged against pots and pans. I would have laughed if my face wasn't plastered in sleep. He let us know that we had little time to get dressed and meet him and Eric by the train. I looked at the digital clock to see it was one in the morning. I pulled on my clothes grumpily and ran to the train while doing my hair up in a fountain braid. I was really enjoying the purple hair. Tris had to get checked out for duty by the infirmary so when we got there she was late. Eric was uninterested when I asked about her and immediately I knew something was fishy about this whole situation.

Then I see Four haul her up into the cart and I smirked at my perch next to Eric who was bragging about his achievements when he was in initiation to Peter. I was sincerely bored until she came. Eric was immediately alerted when I moved away from him towards her. Christina and Al got to her first and asked her what she was doing here. I hugged her before Eric wrapped his large arm around my small shoulder and asked who let her out. I smacked his hand off my shoulder, but he just rested his hand on my hip. It was another warning reminder that he would declare our non-existent relationship publicly. Such a sadist. Tris was eyeing his hand on my hip while I was glaring at her not to think anything of it while she answered him. I looked at Four who smirked in approval at me. I knew he enjoyed my "quarrels" with Eric.

When all the initiates were on the train, Four threw down two bags of guns and Eric pulled one out with a red barrel. Four said the game was like capture the flag.

"Weapon of choice." Eric showed us.

"You call that a gun?" Molly sneered.

I smirked at her from next to Tris. A proven fact that I had unfortunately surmised about Eric is that anyone who wasn't me who irritated him, got the bad end of the stick when it came to repercussions. It was proven that only I could give Eric stick without him doing anything to me. Eric docked the ammo and shot the dart into Molly's thigh making her drop down loudly and grunt in pain. My smirk was hard to wipe off, as well as Tris and Christina who were struggling to keep a straight face but also to not look shocked. Eric pulled the dart out and explained that it was a Neuro-Stim dart. I figured that it was Erudite manufactured; It simulated the pain of an actual gunshot wound until a few minutes after removal.