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So latley I havent had any motivation to keep updating and I NEED to know that there are people out there that actually like my book.
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Tris POV
"Welcome to dauntless!" Tobias roars after everyone has jumped. "Dauntless born go with Lauren, transfers stay with Tris and I."
As they disperse I notice someone in the back of the dauntless born. It's Hannah, Lauren's sister. I smile at her and wave.
When I do that though, I see Devin, a candor transfer smile and wink at me. Crap that smile was not meant for him.
"Hello initiates. I'm Tris and this is Four."
Faith, a candor transfer cracks up.
"Is something funny to you faith?" Four asks
"Is it four like the number?" Devin asks, cracking up as well. Here we go.
"Exactly like the number. And if you have a problem with my name I will have a problem with you." Tobias whispers, but it's a whisper that cuts through the air like a sword.
That shuts them up.
" As it goes here in dauntless, there will be 3 stages of your initiation. Part one is physical. You will push your bodies to the breaking point. Next is mental. We will test you like you've never been before. Final is simulations. At the end of each round, if you do not make it passed a line, you will be cut." I say, trying to imitate Tobias' scary instructor voice.
"Hey no one told us that. I thought they changed the rules?" Anna, erudite transfer in the back asks.
"DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK?" Tobias yells. Dang I think I jumped. He's scary.
I regain my composure and say "As I was saying, you will be cut if you fail to get above the line, so train hard."
We take the kids around for a tour and once they've seen everything we allow them to see, we dismiss them."YOU ARE DISMISSED. MEET IN THE TRAINING ROOM AT 8 AM. DONT BE LATE."
We turn around, grab eachothers hand, and walk home.
When we arrive at home, we both plop down on the couch,
"That. Was. Exhausting." I said, throwing my legs on the couch over Tobias' lap.
"Youre telling me. I had to do that for 2 years. ALONE." Tobias says, yawning on the "alone" part.
I'm a little hungry, so I decide to go down to the cafeteria and get Tobias and I some food and bring it back to the apartment.
I walk down the hall when I hear something behind me. I turn around. Nothing, that's strange. I turn back the other way and continue walking when I hear laughing. I turn around to see Peter.
"What do you want?" I snap Peter. Although his memory is gone, somehow he still is a jerk. One day i was getting breakfast and he squeezed my butt. Tobias wasnt happy and punch him in the face he deserved it. I guess you can take away peoples memories, but not their personality.
Peter smirks "Wow, no 'nice to see you,' or 'how are you?'"
"Thats only from pleasant people. Youre repulsive." I turn away and keep walking.
"Come back here. I wasn't done talking to you." He grabs my arm harsh and tugs me back. Thats when I get furious.
"I TOLD YOU TO NEVER TOUCH ME AGAIN." And with that, I knock him out cold.
*15 minutes later*
I return from the cafeteria to see Tobias, sleeping, and sprawled out accross the couch. He looks so innocent when he sleeps. Like we havent been through what weve been through. Maybe thats why. Because from the outside, everything seems fine, but when you really open your eyes, you see hell.
"Tobias, sweety, I got cake." I whisper mellifiously.
Within 2.5 seconds, he's up and eating his cake. I giggle at him. It seems as if he loves cake more than his own wife.
After we finish eating, we watch some Wipeout before both crawling into bed.
"I love you so much Tobias."
"I Love you more." He says as he kisses me and wraps me in his warm embrace.
I don't think I'll ever get rid of these butterfly feelings I get when I'm around him.
After about 5 minutes of thinking of how lucky I am, I fall asleep.
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