Rachel’s POV
Well, Fort Dauntless is certainly not what I expected.
I should love it. I came here expecting a cold, militaristic compound, with hard, uncomfortable cots to sleep on in barracks full of other people. No privacy; no glamour.
In reality, though, it’s just the opposite. It’s almost more of a palace than a military fort. It does have the wide, high, bulletproof walls of a fort, but inside of them is a giant, well-kept building that’s not unlike the Academy itself. Sure, there are more open spaces for training—fields; obstacle courses; that kind of thing—but the building is massive, ornate, and, well…
And f*****g depressing.
“Chin up, beautiful. It’s not so bad.”
I don’t have to look to know who’s addressing me. His name is Ross Mitchem, and he’s supposedly my “partnerin
