The Daughters of the System (Divergent ff)

Chapter 19: You ask for answers to questions i am trying to avoid

"Andy, you're a real whore!" Benjamin yells from farther away than i can see. The cafeteria goes dead quiet.

"That's quite the statement, Benjamin. Do you have to get anything else off your chest?" I ask him, standing up from my seat, finished with my dinner. Though I wouldn't spare these kinds of things a word I couldn't help but want to talk back. He was an overconfident douchebag with a weakness for power. I assumed he was a dumbass, but to face me like the idiot he was I had not anticipated. Seems he was even more dimwitted than I assumed. Still, I'll give him some credit for catching me off guard. It was -if I do say so myself- quite a difficult thing to do.

Benjamin stands up as well. "Oh come on, everyone knows you're fucking the trainers. Eric, Four, maybe both. How else can a girl like you get first place?" He curses out. His friends laugh. I will admit it's quite funny, especially with our short history. Surely he hadn't forgotten our fight, or rather my fight. 

"I've got trouble believing that you're so dim you actually believe I slept with two guys when we share the same room. I would've thought you'd noticed if i wasn't there. Seeing you like to stare at the girls getting changed," I sigh, annoyed by his audacity to say the least, though i will admit I'm not surprised "Besides, you'd have to be pretty fuckin' weak if I beat you so easily." I step away from the table and head toward him.

Benjamin scoffs. "Yeah, cause you weren't brought back to your bunk by Four yesterday while Eric stood at the door. Just admit you're a whore already." His comment makes me laugh. yeah, completely ignore the point I make. All you have to do now is say something about my looks.

I've made big strides across the floor and before Benjamin can touch me I've already grabbed his collar, pulling him towards me. "If you weren't a fucking moron you'd also heard the rumour of me being divergent. The rumour of me getting tested for said illegal thing by Jeanine Matthews," I sneer at him lowly.

"And if I did want to fuck someone, I'd at least chosen someone with less of a power kink," I announce loudly as I let go of his collar "Not that I'd like sweaty boys that lose to little girls."

The silence of the cafeteria is replaced by low snickering, but quickly turns quiet again when Benjamin slaps me just as I turn away from him. I grip his wrist and twist downwards, making him screech out in pain. I kick his ass, literally, and his face collides with the cold flooring. "Can't beat a girl like me, sweat-so?" I spit as I walk away.

I high five Willow as I sit back down and soon the chatter averages back to normal. Pearl and Samir pick Benjamin up from the floor, pulling him back into his seat. They glare at me, but I'm too proud to care. My friends seem flabbergasted, but that just makes me prouder.

Stuck in my glory moment, I fail to notice the usually very obvious clunking of boots striding towards me. "Initiate Andy, follow me." Eric states, head held high as he steps back and walks away.

Flinching by the sound of his voice I quickly drop everything I'm holding and rush after him. It takes me a moment to come back to my senses. After I do, I calm down a bit. Still I remain alert.

I trail after Eric, focussed on anything but him and his many indifferent hallways. All I am aware of is that we're high up and the many stairs seem to become wider and better the higher we go up. I never noticed that before, strange.

"Why do you keep beating guys up in the cafeteria?" Eric asks as he halts by an iron door larger than the average. His hand on the handle and only his face turned to the side, not even bothering to turn to me. "I don't know, ask them why they keep on messing with me when it's none of their business." I retaliate, unsure why he even asked.