Chapter eight: This is Dauntless!
Chapter Eight!
The next morning I go to the infermery for ice, and bandages. I look at myself in the mirror, next to the front desk. I have a bruise on my cheeck, and I look like a racoon atacked me. That's something that Rose would say. I miss home, I really do.
I can't let it get to me, no matter the throbbing pain in my leg I have to stand tall, show my atacker that she had no affect on me. I feel pain in every step I take I try to make it look like i'm not limping, but I'm not sure that I am sucsesful.
"Here you go." The nurse says, while handing me two packs of ice, and 5 bandages. The nurse has three pearcings in her right ear, and none in her left, she has long straight red hair and piercing blue eyes. She has a bridge in her nose, and a tattoo peeking from behind her ear.
"Thanks." I say to her. She looks at my bruises, studying them, her face beomes curious.
"Are you an initiate?" she asks.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I ask with a puzzled expression.
"Because i've been there before, believe it or not." She says. "That's how I looked loke after my first fight." She explains.
"I have just one queshtion. Does it get easier?"
"Initiation i-"
"No, living in Dauntless, does it get easier?"
" Aaahh, so your not just any initiate your a transfer. Let me tell you something, you can't force yourself to fit in with the Dauntless compound it has to come natrualy. If you force it, I can assure you that it will not get easier. But, if you use your time, to fit in with other Dauntless kids, and really have fun. The days will get easier by the minute." She says.
"And about initiation this is Dauntless, here we do crazy stuff, we live every momment like it's our last show Eric, and yourself, that you are like that like you are what this is Dauntless!" She says, then walks away.
i walk twoards the exit.
"Christina?" A familiar voice calls from behind me, I turn around.
"Will, it's mice to see that your up and at'am." I say. Will looks better than before he has no signs of even a bruise on his face. His smile drops when he see's me, and that's when I remember my face.
"What happend?" He asks touching the bruses on my face.
"I lost to Molly, Im fine." I say. Suddenly aware of his touch. He lets go.
"I just got released. Al came to visit me earlier to apologize about the fight."
"Well...lets go." I say then start walking...walking is an understatment, I was limping!
"Here," Will says puting my arm over his shoulder suporting my waight.
"It's okay, you don't have to do this." I say, feeling...I don't know what I'm feeling!
"It's okay," He says with an easy smile. "I want to."
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"Not true!" I exclaime.
"So true!" Will says back.
"Not true!"
"So true!"
"It is not ilogical to be honest." I say
"The stats proove that honesty never ends well that someone will always get hurt. Its alright to be honest sometimes but other times kepp the information to yourself." Will says,
"Having a converstation is practicaly impossible." Will syas, then starts perfomring a one man play of a conversation between two Candor girls. "'You look so fat!'", he then touches his heart as if in awe. "'You're not just saying that'", I start to laugh, because it's true.
Will has just executed a perfect conversation. I have seen many girls in Candor speak like that.
"Well logic is ilogical," I say back.
"Why is that?" He syas with a smile.
"Because no one needs to know that much information, I swear it's like all the Erudites brains are going to explode from knowledge." I say mockingly, Will explodes with laughter. I laugh to.
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Right before we enter the doors to the training room, I let go of Wills shoulder. I don't want Molly to see me like this. As soon as we enter I see Peter, Drew, and Molly. I try to walk without limping ignoring my pain.
Instead of focusing on them I stared at the chalk board. it says Peter - Tris.
"Oh no," I say with a flabbergasted expression. I walk up to Tris, and Al. Will goes away without me noticing.
“Are they serious? They’re really going to make you fight him?”
Peter is almost a foot taller than Tris is, and yesterday, he beat Drew in less than five minutes. Today Drew’s face is more black-and-blue than flesh-toned.
“Maybe you can just take a few hits and pretend to go unconscious,” suggests Al. “No one would blame you.”
“Yeah,”Tris says. “Maybe.” I hear the doubt in her voice.
Tris walks to the center of the arena, Peter comes towards her, I say a silent prayer for Tris. I can tell just by looking at her that she's afraid.
“You okay there, Stiff?” Peter says. “You look like you’re about to cry. I might go easy on you if you cry.” I look between Tris and Peter. Tris is small, she's thin, and she lacks muscels. Peter has barley any flaws when he fights. His a foot taller than she is, and he's stronger.
Peter’s hands are up by his face, his elbows bent. His knees are bent too, like he’s ready to spring.
“Come on, Stiff,” he says, his e yes glinting. “Just one little tear. Maybe some begging.”
Tris tries a kick to Peters side, but Peter caught her foot, and yanked it forward, knocking Tris flat on the floor. I wish that she would stay there, but she gets back up.
“Stop playing with her,” snaps Eric. “I don’t have all day.” Peter punches Tris in the jaw Peter kicks Tris hard in the stomach, she falls. This time I really hope that she will fall unconsious, but she dosen't. Peter grabs Trises hair with ine hand, and with his free hand he punches her in the nose.
Tris tries to shove him off, her hands slapping at his arms, but he punches her again, this time in the ribs. her face is wet. Bloody nose. I'm suprised when Tris gets back on her feet. She punches Peter hard, but he barley groans, and smacks her ear with the flat palm of his hand.
Someone shouts, “Enough!”.
This time Tris does not move, and Al helps Four carry her out. Although I am so worried about Tris it's my turn to fight. I'm against Will. He is a bit taller than me, he has broad shoulders, but I think that I can take him.
Will is standing right next to me, he holds my hand, and stand before me, so all I see are his pale celery green eyes. One of the loose strands of my hair fell forward, but he brushed it away with his hand. He leaned in close to my face, for a second I forgot about the fight that was about to take place any second now, then he whispers in my ear,
"Good luck," He says than stand in the small erena. He lifts his hands in front of him arms bent, ready to act. I stand before him, and put my hand up.
We circle each other for a few seconds, then I put my foot a step closer to Will then punch him as hard as I can in the stomach, then I kick his knee. I can see the pain shutter through his body, but he dosen't show it. He then kicks me in the side, knocking the wind out of me. I breath a few times, then get back into fighting position.
I attemt a punch to his jaw, but he ducks under my arm, and as I turn around he punches me straight in the jaw. I hold in a sob. I feel stabbing pain. Then I puch Will in the nose, but he returns the favor, then he strikes me with two mor blows to the jaw, and I'm out cold.
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I wake as I feel watter sprayed on my face. I blink a few times, as my blurry vission clears. I see Al, and Will over me. Trying to help me up. Al lends me his hands, but Will shakes him away, and pulls me off the ground, so I'm standing on my feet. It's not hard to recover my balance.
After Eric dismisses us, Al, Will and I decide to go visit Tris during our free time. We arrive there and while i'm there I ask for an ice pack.
We all follow the nurse as she leads us twoards Tris's room. I sit on her bed, and place the ice pack to my jaw. “Is her eye already black?” I ask. Tris opens one eye—the other stays shut like it’s glued that way.
“What happened to your face?” She asks.I laugh.
“Look who’s talking. Should we get you an eye patch?”
“Well, I already know what happened to my face,” She says in a joking kind of way. “I was there. Sort of.”
“Did you just make a joke, Tris?”Will says, grinning. “We should get you on painkillers more often if you’re going to start cracking jokes. Oh, and to answer your question—I beat her up.”
“I can’t believe you couldn’t beat Will,” Al says, shaking his head.
“What? He’s good,” I say, shrugging. “Plus, I think I’ve finally learned how to stop losing. I just need to stop people from punching me in the jaw.”
“You know, you’d think you would have figured that out already.” Will winks at me, making some butterflies flutter in my stomach. “Now I know why you aren’t Erudite. Not too bright, are you?”
“You feeling okay, Tris?” Al says.
"Yeah,” She answers, “Just wish I could stay here forever so I never have to see Peter again.”
“Don’t worry about Peter,” says Will. “He’ll at least get beat up by Edward, who has been studying hand-to-hand combat since we were ten years old. For fun.”
“Good,” I say. I check my watch.
“I think we’re missing dinner. Do you want us to stay here, Tris?” Tris shakes her head.
“I’m fine.” Will, and I get up, but Al waves us ahead.
Will and I start walking, out of the infirmary.
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"Do you want to go to the pit?:" Will asks.
"Nah, I think I'll just walk back to the dormitory." I answer, trying to sound casual.
"I'll join you." He says. I make a left, at the same time will makes a right, our body smashes together, I stumble a bit, but regain my balance. I laugh, and a second later Will laughs too.
We walk together in normal pace, in the same rythyme. After an awkward period of time Will says,
"Do you have any siblings?" I look at him, he looks casual. He's just trying to make polite conversation. I think.
"Yeah a sisster, her name is Rose," I say, Will nodds his head."How about you?"
"I also have a sisster, her name is Cara." Will says. "Maybe you'll meet her on visitig day, if she comes." Will adds dryly.
"I know what you mean. I also hope that my family will show up, but I'm not sure if they can forgive me for leaving them." I say.
"Same here." Will sighs.
We continue walking in silence, we reach the door to the dormitory, Will opens me up, and motions me to walk through.
"Ladies first." He says, with a wink. I giggle.
"What a gentleman." I say.
I slip off my pants, and put on a large black shirt, I go brush my teath, and lay back down, then I symply sleep.