Settling into Dauntless hadn't been nearly as hard as Jazz would have thought. Sure, it wasn't as though he was fully settled in, nor did he believe he would be for awhile, but he was almost comfortable in the Faction. The people could be terrifying, - especially those who were Dauntless born, - but he had a friend in Sydney, and a possible ally with Six. All things considered, he figured he was doing pretty well for a transfer Initiate.
It was lunch time for them all, and, after running a bit behind in a training session, Jazz had gotten to lunch late. He grabbed his tray with his food and turned to head over to where Sydney sat. But as he did so, he'd ran into one of the other Initiates, bumping into her and knocking both their trays to the ground. Jazz quickly took a step back to avoid getting hit with food, before giving the girl an apologetic grimace.
"Shit! Sorry about that. Did you get any on you?"
