Chapter One: “Initiation”

Well hello there! This is my first Divergent fanfic.

Now I know everyone is all about that FourTris action. However, as much as I love Four and Tris, I think that Eric and Tris is better. This is the side of Eric that I think he would show Tris. The big jackass facade is exactly that a facade. So I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

One of my closest friends in the world acted as my beta, AMeansToOurEnd , she is fabulous.

Chapter One: “Initiation”


Starring at all the children sitting uncomfortably next to one another is always exciting to watch. They really only talk to their roommates; the only other people they know in the room. This is what I get when I am told that I have to be an RA on the transfer floor. All those who started off in this school are the floor below us. Criminal justice majors have to stick together right. Cops mentality, no man left behind.

I lean up against the pillar waiting for Max to get here. He gives the same speech every year.

Four is standing on the other side of the room glaring at me, just like the little bitch he is. He continues to do so until Max gets here.

Max enters the room with a loud bang. “Quiet!” He yells. “Welcome to Dauntless University. I see new faces in this room. As well as old ones.” He paused. “Uriah!” He yells. He turns to a kid two years younger than me. “What are you doing at this floor meeting?”

Uriah sits there with his eyes open. “I’m waiting for my friend to get done here so we can get dinner. I figured since it was just a floor meeting I could just drop in.”

“Don’t intrude on my floor meeting again. Got it?” Max stares. Uriah nods. “Most if not all don’t know me. My name is Max I am the residential director of this entire building. I am the most important guy in this building. On your floor are the two people in charge of you day in and day out. Eric.” He points over to me. “And Four.” Pointing to the other side of the room. “They are in charge of you, and I am in charge of them. Mess with them and you’ve messed with me. And believe me, you don’t want to mess with me. Well, I’ll leave you all in their care.” And with that Max walks out.

Four and I look at one another. He makes a gesture for me to start. “Well, my name is Eric. I am the RA on the east side of the floor. And if you can’t tell east and west, I’m the side with the horrible vending machines.” The group laughs. I look at Four.

“My name is Four. I’m the RA on the west side of the floor. That’s the side with the washing machines.”

“Most of you are transfers here. So you have yet to know what’s expected of you, and I’m not talking academically. Don’t fuck with us and you won’t have problems. Being loud in the halls is only going to make me want to come out and write you up for being a distraction to others. Drinking in your rooms is prohibited if you are under 21.” I smile. “So if you drink and I find it, you are gonna have to see Max. And he can decide your fate. But if I don’t see it then I don’t know what’s going on. Now if you lock yourself out of your room without your roommate there then you can come get either me or Four. We can open the doors for you, but if it happens more than 3 times we will have to charge. The rate changes daily, so get us on a good day.” I say, they all laugh. “And if there is an emergency situation, come to us. Well will help the best we can.” I pause. “Now these are two rules that I want every one to remember. One if you’re gonna have sex; remember to use a fucking condom. And two if you’re gonna have sex it better be consensual. I don’t want to hear that someone is forcing himself or herself upon someone.”

“Well Eric has gotten everything that’s needed to be said out.” Four said in an annoyed voice. “If you have any question’s now’s the time to do so. And don’t waste my time with stupid stuff.”

“Which of you is single?” A girl asks. She is good looking, but she look’s young. She has a smirk on her face. The only thing that I can think to do is to knock it off.

“And you are?” I ask.

“Christina.” She smiles. The girl to her right is trying not to laugh.

“Well Christina, if I had to ask your name then I guess I’m not looking. Four might be available though.” I smirk. “Who’s your roommate?”

“Me.” The girl to her right answers, all form of laughter gone from her face.

I look directly at her. She’s pretty without appearing to be fake. “If you wanna switch roommates let me know, I’ll help expedite the paper process”

Everyone laughs. Christina’s face is red and the girl who I spoke to looks angry.

“Since there’s no other questions, you may wanna eat. Dinning hall closes in 15 minutes.” Four says.

Everyone leaves and he and I are the last one’s left in the room.

“So I’m the available one and you’re the tortured soul not looking?” Four asked laughing. “Please you don’t have a soul.”

I roll my eyes at him. “Then you answer their stupid little questions, instead of leaving me to doing all the fucking talking. Save me the trouble from now on.”

I walk to the dinning hall. I grab a plate of food and walk towards a table in the corner. It’s fairly large, but it’s one of the last tables left. I’m not a fan of eating with other people. Well I really don’t have people to eat with, I’m not the one to make friends. I find it hard to click with people. I talk to people in class, but it’s because we have a common interest. There isn’t anyone in this building I’d consider a friend. I guess Max, but he’s my boss.

Thankfully though, since I’ve become an RA no one has really been interested in becoming friends with me. And since I don’t like eating with people it’s all worked out. And besides no one would be stupid enough to sit down with me… Until today! The two girls from before sit down a seat away from me.

“So I’m guessing you’re single since this hamburger has more of a personality than you do.” The blonde says.

I look over at her. I want to smile so badly, but I hold it back. “What makes you think that you can sit next to me? Let alone speak to me?”

“You said to find you if there’s an emergency.” She replied.

“And what’s the fucking emergency?”

“You need a new personality.” She smirks.

I want to be angry, but it was clever. “And your name is?” I smirk.


Tris… I wonder if it’s short for something. “Look I’m not paid enough to deal with your mindless flirting. So unless you have something important to say to me, just go back to talking with your friend.” I go back to eating; hoping that her friend will leave and I can just talk to her. I have no idea why, but I want to spend more time with her.


Oh my god, why did I open my mouth. If I weren’t sitting next to Eric right now my hand would be banging against my forehead. I never speak out of turn. I always keep quiet. Why am I opening my mouth to my RA? Caleb told me to be nice to the RA’s, don’t get in trouble with them because they can make your life a living hell. And I really think that Eric is gonna put me on his hit list right now with that look that he is giving me.

Christina looks at me with wide eyes. “Why did you do that?” She whispers.

I shrug unable to come up with an answer.

“Hey stiff, remember that I’m your RA not a friend. Don’t treat me like you’d treat her.” He nods his head to Christina. “And if I remember correctly you and her are right across the hall from me. So I’d be careful what you do, because all I have to do is knock.”

I nod at him. “Got it.” He walks away. “And by the way my name is Tris, you better learn it.”

He turns around. He smirks at me and walks away again. I watch Eric as he puts his stuff away. He turns to look at me again, meeting my eyes. He sighs and walks away.

“Tris, you’ve gotta learn to keep your mouth shut. I mean I thought I was a bit candorish, but that was even out of my comfort zone.” Christina said to me. “But I can’t believe you compared his personality to a hamburger. Who does that?” Christina laughed.

I joined her, but I kept thinking about Eric. How come he was eating alone? Every one else here was eating with someone talking except for him. Aside from the fact that this was one of the only spots left, I figured if someone sat next to him he would smile. The happiest I’ve seen him is when he smirks. That’s not a smile. That’s like “hey baby.” I smile at my joke.

“What are you thi-” Chris starts to say, but she’s interrupted.

“Hey, do you guys mind if we join you?” I looked up to see the guy who got yelled at by Max in the meeting standing there. He’s smiling at us. He’s already starting to take a seat.

“Sure.” I say after looking at Christina, who’s already nodding.

“Thanks, I’m Uriah.” He smiles. “This is Will and Al.”

“Nice to meet you guys.” Will says.

Al smiles. “Hey.”

Will sit’s next to Christina, Uriah is next to me. And Al pulls up a chair from another table to sit at the head of the table instead of being on the end.

“So you’re the girl who asked if the RA’s were single?” Will asks Christina.

She laughs. “It was supposed to be a joke, but Eric took it a little too seriously. You missed it, a few minutes ago Tris compared his personality to a hamburger when we sat by him.”

Uriah looks at me with his mouth open. “You did not! My brother is the RA on my floor. He says that Eric is crazy. Like no friends, and he’s that RA you hear about that tortures the floor.”

“I’d rather face him than Four.” I respond. “Four look’s like he could snap me in half without trying.”

“No way. Four is friends with my brother. He’s quiet, but he’s a good guy. Thankfully I live on my brothers floor.”

“Don’t you mean unthankfully?” Al jokes.

“I’d rather get in trouble from my brother. What’s he gonna do give me a wedgie.”

“No!” A voice calls. “I’m gonna call mom and tell her all the stupid shit you’re trying to pull Pedrad.” I’m assuming that’s Uriah’s brother. “Hey, I’m Zeke, I’m this pansycake’s brother, and RA. I’m assuming you all know Four.”

We all nod.

“Ah yes, the big mouth from earlier.” Four smiles with a laugh, his eyes lit up when he smiled.

“Oh so you can smile and laugh? I would of never known from earlier.” I say without thinking. Christina looks at me with wide eyes again.

Zeke laughs. “Four is hilarious. Not when he’s in RA mode though then he’s this colossal tool. Eric’s the one you gotta watch out for.” Four and Zeke join us. “So what’s on everyone’s agenda for tonight?”

“I wanna take Tris to a party. She’s never been to a college party.” Christina smiles.

“If you can find a party Christina, then you can take me. But I doubt you’re gonna find a great party tonight.”

“Well we could always have a party in our room.” Christina joked.

“That is a great idea.” Uriah smiled.

“Uriah, you do realize you’re talking in front of RA’s?” Zeke joked.

“Oh come on. We gotta play candor or dauntless.” Uriah smiles. “We haven’t played that in years, and we have new people to play with. It would be a blast.”

“Candor or Dauntless?” I ask.

“It’s truth or dare, but if you don’t answer you gotta take off a piece of cothing.” Uriah smiles.

“Bro, you forgot to mention that you’re drinking the entire time.” Zeke laughed. “And as long as you’re not on my floor I don’t care.”

“And I never heard any of this… As long as we’re invited.” Four laughed.

“Great. Candor or dauntless in our room tonight then.” Christina smiled.

After everyone had exchanged numbers Christina dragged me away from the group to get ready for “party”.


Rule of Three

So guys, I have good news and bad news.

Good news: I’m still writing fanfiction

More good news: It’s pretty good.

Bad news: It’s not SVM or True Blood, but Divergent.

It’s called Rule of Three.

Tris just transferred to Dauntless University (DU), her roommate Christina insists on throwing a party in their room. The night ends up with her kissing both of her RA’s and her spending the night in one of their rooms. It’s possible that a love triangle is forming at DU.

I hope you all enjoy it. On polyvore, I have sets of what I imagine the characters wearing in each chapter. Check it out!

Chapter Eight

So I stink at updating I know. But I found that my heart just really wasn’t invested in this chapter. It’s not beta’d I kinda wanted any and all mistakes to be my own.

I hope that you all enjoy this. There are some xrated lemon’s in this chapter. I hope that you enjoy and review please.

Chapter Eight

“Dinner was amazing Eric.” Sookie said as she handed him a dish.

“I thought I told you that I don’t want your help.” Eric shook his head. “You’re the guest you’re not supposed to help me clean up.”

“Psh,” Sookie rolled her eyes. “I don’t care. I was raised to help clean. Besides you cooked dinner, I should be cleaning.” She reached for the dish sponge Eric had in his hands.

“No.” He moved his hand farther away. “I will clean. How about you bring the stuff in from the table. And then we can finish the bottle of wine.”

Sookie laughed. “Okay.” She removed the bottle from the table including their wine glasses. “You know, you don’t have to butter me up with wine. I’m more of a tequila person, maybe vodka every now and then.”

Eric laughed. “See, you haven’t experienced wine yet. It can compliment a dinner. Vodka, it makes ya drunk. Tequila makes you white girl wasted.”

“I understand wine complimenting dinner. I truly do. But I was raised in the south, we are born to be beer people.”

Eric smiled at her. “I like you.”

“I like you too.” Sookie poured more wine in their glasses. “Why don’t you leave the dishes until tomorrow, and I’ll finish them when I wake up?”

“No, I only have a few more dishes. I don’t want you to have to clean up after me. I invited you over. You can go get comfy in the living room, maybe put your jammies on, and I will meet you in there when I’m finished.”

“Okay.” Sookie took her glass with her. She went in to the bedroom and grabbed her bag. Thank god Pam always yells at me to wear cute shit. And I steal that cute stuff from her. Sookie quickly changed in to her sleep set. She opened the door just as Eric was walking in to the living room.

“I am definitely a fan of those.” Eric smiled. He looked at her with smoldering eyes. Those pajamas were taunting him. She had on pajama shorts and a thin tank top.

Sookie smiled. “Thank you.” I wouldn’t dare tell him that I stole these from Pam. I think I’d ruin the mood completely. “And are you changing in to your pajamas?”

“See when you’re not here I don’t wear any pajamas to bed. I’m more of a clothing optional person.” Eric waited for her response.

“Well since that’s how you feel, why don’t you put on some basketball shorts and get comfy. And maybe later we can discuss the clothing optional portion of the night.” Sookie walked closer to him. “What’d ya say?”

Eric looked down at her. And with his height advantage he was able to see down her shirt, and what she obviously wasn’t wearing beneath it. “I say that we will definitely be having this discussion later.”

“Good, now go change!” Sookie swatted his ass as he walked to the bedroom.

Eric stopped and turned around. He pulled Sookie to him and laid the mother of all kisses on her. “And that is just the beginning.”

Sookie smiled. “You better come back without a shirt on, because I will rip it off you. You are way too sexy to be wearing a shirt all the time.”

Eric laughed. “Go pick a movie or something for us to do.” Eric quickly went to the bedroom leaving the door open to change.

Sookie didn’t dare look at Eric as he was changing. She moved to the shelf of DVD’s to keep her eyes forward. He is so gorgeous and he knows it. There is nothing more dangerous that a man who knows how he affects the ladies. And he definitely has me wrapped around his finger. Hm… Maybe I should just skip picking out a movie tonight and have my way with him. Not like he would mind.

Eric watched Sookie as she searched through the DVD’s. Her wine glass was held by the tips of her fingers, and looked like any second she was going to drop it and break it. She wasn’t paying attention to it, just the selection of movies that were in front of her. She would stop and glance at a movie before moving on to the next one. Eric walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her.

“I could feel that you were watching me. I can always feel you watching when you think I don’t notice.” She took a sip of her wine, getting a small amount of liquid courage.

“I like watching you. It’s part of my photographer mentality. I could just watch you all day and never get tired of seeing you react.” Eric kissed her neck. “And I can’t wait until you are comfortable enough with me to let me take pictures of you.” Sookie started to protest. “We can talk about it another time. Did you pick a movie?”

“What’s your stance on horror movies?”

“Love em. What did you pick?’

“The exorcist.” Sookie turned around. “I still can’t watch it alone because it scares the crap out of me.”

“Good thing you’re with me then.” Eric laughed. I’ve just gotten cheesier as the night goes. Damn it.

Sookie handed the movie to Eric. “It’s a good thing that I like being with you.” Sookie gave him a peck on the lips. Sookie sat on the couch, watching Eric bend over. He is so damn gorgeous. And he has a great ass, hell it’s probably more sculpted than the damn David by Michelangelo. If Michelangelo were around now he would ask Eric to model for him. Sookie held back a laugh.

“Now we cuddle?” Eric asked as he turned around.

“Definitely time for cuddling.” Sookie made room on the couch. Eric pulled her close to him, and she was instantly able to find that comfy spot against him. Eric kissed the top of her head. “You’re extremely comfy for a beanstalk.”

Eric laughed. “Shh, watch the movie.” After twenty-five minutes of watching the movie Eric was starting to get fidgety. He began to twirl Sookie’s hair. How much longer until we can stop watching this freaking movie? I’m giving it thirty more seconds. Thirty… twenty-nine… Eric kept counting until he hit one. “Oh fuck this.” Eric pulled Sookie to him and kissed her.

Sookie’s hand entangled itself in Eric’s hair. She returned his kiss with passion. Eric’s hands began to sneak under Sookie’s shirt, cupping her breasts. Her nipples hardened beneath his hands. His fingertips began teasing them. Sookie moaned against Eric’s lips. Sookie moved her hands down Eric’s body. Her nails raked down his chest. Sookie repeated the action.

Eric pushed Sookie back so she was lying on the couch. Eric began kissing her. Then moving down her body, kissing her neck, collar bone, between her breasts, and down to her stomach. When he reached the bottom of her shirt, he pulled it up with his teeth. His tongue circled her nipples. He wrapped his lips around it and began to suck lightly. Sookie moaned. She arched her back, pushing her breast in his face. His hand slipped under her shorts and found that she was wet. His finger slipped inside her going in and out at a steady pace.

Sookie pulled Eric’s lips back to hers. She kissed him hard before she pulled his hand away. “Pants off now!” She demanded.

Eric got up and pulled his pants off. He sat down on the couch, watching Sookie as she got up and took off her shirt. She kissed him before getting down on her knee’s. Eric could feel her breath, he instantly got harder. Sookie licked up his length before sucking the head in her mouth. Eric’s hands automatically twisted in her hair. Sookie sucked hard and slowly made her way until her lips were all the way down. Eric made a strangled cry. She went all the way up and back down, repeating her actions. “Sookie I’m going to cum.” Sookie sucked harder, until she could feel him cumming in her mouth. She pulled back and swallowed everything. Eric looked at her with a dazed smile.

Sookie laughed and straddled his lap. “How fast’s your rebound time?” Sookie kissed Eric’s neck while she waited for his reply.

“Much faster than you think.” Eric laughed. He pulled Sookie’s shirt off, his hands instantly cupping her breasts, playing and teasing her nipples. “Take off your shorts.”

Sookie stood up and turned around. She slid her shorts down, bending, letting Eric get a good look of her ass. He surprised her when he spanked her. “Hey!” Sookie laughed.

“I just had to, you were tempting me.” Eric smiled. He pulled Sookie down on the couch. “You are so fucking gorgeous.” He kissed down her stomach. He skipped over where she wanted his lips the most. He lifted her leg and kissed down it. He put her leg over his shoulder.

Sookie could feel his breath on her sensitive entrance. He spread her lips apart and licked from her entrance to her clit. Sookie moaned, her hands entangling in Eric’s hair. Eric doubled his efforts. He slid a finger inside her while he continued the assault on her clit.

“Add another finger Eric.” Sookie moaned. Eric added a second finger and curled his fingers so he was hitting that sweet spot in her. He could feel her walls tightening around his fingers. “Oh god!” Sookie screamed. Eric smiled as Sookie caught her breath. He licked his fingers.

“You can just call me Eric.” He smirked. “And we haven’t even gotten to the best part.”

Sookie pulled Eric down to her. She kissed him. “Tasting me on your lips is fucking sexy Eric.”

Eric kissed her again. He aligned himself with her entrance pushing him inside her. “Sookie you’re so wet for me.” He slid in and out at a slow pace.

“Eric,” Sookie moaned, “I want you to fuck me hard.” She scratched her nails down his back.

Eric did as she asked. He slammed in to her repeatedly. Sookie’s moans were getting louder, any louder and the neighbors were going to start making noise complaints. He moved her legs so one was around his shoulder, allowing him to be even deeper inside her.

Sookie pulled Eric to her for a kiss. Eric could feel her first orgasm hitting her. She kept moaning his name. Eric slowed down, moving her leg down. He kissed her neck. “Your turn to be on top.” Eric pulled out of her making her whimper. He sat and pulled her in to his lap.

Sookie kissed Eric. She ground her hips in to him, swiveling. Eric pulled away from her lips and started to kiss her neck, sucking. Sookie’s hips started to move faster. Eric could feel that she was going to cum again soon, and so was he. “Sookie I’m going to cum.” He grunted out. Sookie moved even faster. He could feel her walls fluttering around him and it was enough to bring him over the edge.

Their breathing started to slow down.

“God that was amazing.” Sookie smiled.

Eric nodded in agreement. He kissed her neck. “We should probably clean up with a shower.” He winked.

Well I hope that you review. I also have some bad news. This is going to be the last chapter. I may write an epilogue. I’m not sure yet. But I’m finding that my heart isn’t with these characters anymore. I’ve found that I don’t connect with them. And honestly I am sick of writing them. But I hope that you enjoyed my first story.

I will write more in the future, but it’s not going to be for a while. I want a few chapters written before I write the first one. And some more news… I’m done writing SVM fanfic. I’ve moved on to a new fandom *cough cough* divergent. I hope you’ll read what I write for that one too. Please review. I hope to go out with bang *pun intended*