These wings are made to fly - a divergent fanfiction

Chapter 15

Tris POV

We go to the dormitories at 8:15 and hit the metal frames of their beds with spoons and knives. This is the most fun part of being a trainer. "If you are late to any of the training sessions, consider yourself factionless!" I yell, a wave of pure satisfaction submerging me.

We then slowly amble to the canteen, chat with our friends and walk to the training room 5 mins early. I am surprised that no one is here yet. Clearly, they didn't take our threat seriously.  They'll regret that...

Fran walks in just as the second hand on my watch reaches 9:00. Thankfully, the others had all arrived in two's and three's "Just in time smart-mouth, a second later and you know the consequences." I say as she nods, her face going grey, the curtain visibly closing. Perhaps reality has finally struck them.

"Right, this stage of training will push your bodies to the breaking point. You will learn how to shoot, throw knives and take each other on in a fight until you can't fight any more. Each day, your rankings will be put up on this scoreboard." Tobias says, gesturing to the board behind him. "It is possible to move up the rankings but if you are bellow the line at the end of stage 1, you're out. And you will be ranked a long with all the dauntless borns as well."

A murmur of disquiet ripples through the small crowd saying something like how is that fair?
I glare at them, saying "Quiet."

"First, we will work on our shooting skills. The recoil that the gun will produce might be quite shocking so you must brace for it. It could easily knock any of you of your feet. You must face the target side-ways on, with your feet at apart and the gun at arms length away from you. Aim and shoot." I say, demonstrating 3 times on 3 different targets and hitting each one right in the center.

I turn around to a group of astonished, gaping faces so I laugh and do a mock curtsey. "What are you waiting for? Practice makes perfect." I say as they pick up their guns.

In half an hour, only Ethan, Tanya and Carrie have hit the targets. No one has got a bullseye yet. But that must be what to expect - unless they are naturals or have had practise.

By our 45 mins lunch break, everyone but Brianna has hit the target at least twice. To be honest, I am not impressed. Today was just to observe their abilities. Tomorrow, we begin to train them properly. Then, the first fights.

By the end of the day, I can definitely tell who the stronger ones are gping to be; who's going to have to work really hard. Both Carrie and Adam have wiry, muscle-less figures but are quick and accurate- I guess like me. Then there's Tanya who has got a lot of muscle for an amity - actually, she has a lot if muscle full stop. Maybe it has always been her dream to become dauntless and has been training for it. Who knows? Anyway Brianna, Ethan and Fran are not acurate but are quick and throw strong, powerful punches. I guess Ethan got lucky with his first hit, I think he only hit it 2 more times! Today was not ranked because it was the initiate's chance to show us what they can do. Tomorrow, we start ranking and the competition hots up.

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The gang is fairly usual,  Christina babbling about the tatoos she loves right now, Uriah laughing at the initiates, Will laughing at Uriah ("he managed to say pansycake 7 times today. And yes I counted!") Tobias and I sit quietly, hands clasped together, because there is no point in trying to get a word in if Uriah and Christina are there!

I just slip on my pjs wen I hear a knock on the door. A bit embarrassing if it isn't Tobias I think and I cross my fingers as they open the door. Tobias. I breathe a sigh of relief because what if it was an intitiate?

He closes the door and wraps his arms around my waist, my back facing him, and starts to kiss behind my ear and down my neck. He loosens his grip so I can kiss him properly and it turns into a full make-out session. I pull back smiling, only to smash my lips into his again.

After goodness knows how long, we decide to get to bed. So he heads back to his appartment and I get into bed, thinking about myself last year conpared to me now. Concluding that I have changed a lot. Sleep drags me down as I get lost in a web woven of thoughts.

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