Eric and Tris

Chapter 5

I am soooo sorry I haven't updated in a while !

"13 transfers this year, not bad Tris." Eric says with a genuine smile.
"If I do say so myself, I'm quite proud." I smile back.
I looked at the transfers.
4 erudite
1 amity (let's be honest she isn't lasting a day)
7 Candor
1 abnegation or stiff. I was going to keep an eye on him.

"Listen up!" I called out. All turned there attention to me.
"I'm Tris, I'll be training you for the next 3-4 weeks. You will be pushed to your physical and mental abilities. If you can't hack it. Leave, we don't want you here if you can't commit to dauntless.
You will be ranked. In each stage we will take the top 13 through, this includes dauntless born." I heard a growl. It came from a candor boy.

I walked towards him,
"What's with the growl?" I lifted one eyebrow.
"No one told us we were competing." I couldn't help but laugh.
"Leave then." I turned to the group.
"If you are here because you thought this was going to be easy, leave. I am here to find out who's got what it takes to be a dauntless member, and who will end up fractionless scum."

I walked towards the exit, "follow me losers."
I heard footsteps trailing behind me. Eric was besides me, i looked over. He had one of his grins on.
"You seriously used some of fours bullshit from last year?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"That bullshit got me to the top spot." I wink at him and he erupts in fits of laughter.

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After showing the transfers to their sleeping quarters and where everything else was, it was finally time to just sit and eat with my friends. Eric had decided to eat at home so I decided to go to the canteen.
Four was eating with us today, he kept looking up at me from his food which he'd hardly touched. He'd decided that he was going to stick to control rooms this year while Eric helped me out.
"Tris? Can we talk?" I was so in thought that I hadn't realised Four was now sitting next to me.
I slowly nodded.

He took me to the chasm. God this place gave me the creeps ever since Al jumped off.
"About the baby I'm guessing." I felt incredibly awkward. My hand was rubbing my other arm repeatedly. I kept sucking in breaths, trying to keep myself calm.
"Yeah, I just think that umm well, I should have him or her live with me..." awkward flew out the window, anger replaced it.
"No four." No no no no no no, he is not getting my child. I don't care if he is the father this is my baby.
"You're practically homeless." His voice was no longer sweet.
"Go fuck your self. Im living with Eric." He muttered something under his breath.
I left.
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Eric was laid across the couch, his arm was above his head, his eyes closed. His lip ring was moving from him playing with it with his tongue. He was humming a song.

I walked towards the kitchen. Took a glass out of the cupboard and poured myself some water.
"Tris?" I looked over at him, slipping my drink. He was still in the same position. Expect his eyes were open and he was no longer humming.
"Eric?" He smiled.
"Hi, you did well today." I smiled at him.

I put the glass into the sink and walked to the bathroom to change.
I changed into dark purple pyjama bottoms and a black tank top. I walked back through to the living room and sat on the sofa next to Eric.

"I think they are scared of you." I said to him with a small laugh.
"Tomorrow I'm going to teach them some fighting skills, could you come help out?" I said, I looked over at him and he smiled.
"My favourite part of training." I rolled my eyes.
"You enjoyed watching me get my ass kicked?" He laughed, stood up.
"I enjoyed watching you show them who's boss." He winked at me, leaving me speechless.

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"Stiff! Keep your arms up. That's the Sixth time Ive to you." This dude was stupid. No wonder he wasn't erudite.
Same could be said for the candor girl. She could barely throw a decent punch.

"Mollie! Head up as well as your arms! Your legs should be bent! You'll get knocked out within seconds!"
Eric appeared halfway through training.
"Ready for some fights?" He had a smirk on his face, he knew they weren't ready.
"Nope, Drake! You have to fucking move! Standing and punching will not work you fuck." I rolled my eyes. Eric laughed besides me.
"Becca and stiff, you're up." Eric shouted.
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Going to keep it short because I owe you at least one update this month... I'm so sorry I took so long. I umm kinda forgot to publish and edit this part...

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