Most people are asleep right now but not me I'm in the training room practicing because I really don't want to get liked out of dauntless I have only ever know the dauntless ways never the factionless ways I don't even know if the have ways or rules at that only the "stiffs" or abnegation would know because they feed them every day I learned that in school before the aptitude test.
My punches are week barley moving the bag it frustrates me but I don't show it, I won't let my self be kicked from dauntless, my thoughts are interrupted by a strong pear of hands grasp my stomach
"Your week you need to work from here" says a male voice my head whips around to see four standing behind me
"I don't need your help!" I tell him his hands still play a roses my belly he terns me around so I'm facing him
"Tris you need to trust me I can help you get better at hand to hand combat"
"Maybe I don't want your help four!" I reply to harshly
"Tris..." he sighs
"I don't want to see you get kicked out of dauntless"
" I don't want to get kicked out ether"
"Then let me help you?" he stats this more as a question then a statement
"Fine" I give in he smiles the says
"Ok I will meet you here at 10:00 pm tomorrow"
"Ok" I'm happy but at the same time scared, he walks away after that I can still feel the tingling sensation of where his hands were on my skin.
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Always after
FanfictionMy name is tris I'm a 16 year old girl dauntless born and today is my aptitude test and tomorrow is the choosing ceremony where I will choose my faction... What will it be... Only The test can tell...! Yay this is my first fanfic so hope it's better...
