This story is dedicated to Kat1054 for being an awesome writer and for just being awesome and insane just like me! I know this is WAAAYYYY late but better late than never right? You all should check out your stories! They're amazing! Love you Kat1054!

Disclaimer: ME:I don't own half of the books on my shelf and the pencils I write with at school! What makes you think that I could think up something like Divergent!

SOPA: you still have to say it

ME: FINE! I don't own anything! Happy?! *Goes and sobs in a corner*

Enjoy the story! *Extremely happy again*

Random person: Is she Bi Polar?

ME: *stabs person in heart* Nope! Enjoy!

Tris POV

I run, crying as I go. The cold air of the night bites my skin, making it as red as the Amity. Why was I born into this faction of all the factions? Why couldn't I have been born into some other one? One that you didn't get yelled at for being hungry because "It's self-indulgent to want to eat apart from the three nessicary meals a day when the factionless don't even get that and go to sleep hungry every night." They sent me to my room with no dinner to teach me a lesson on real hunger. As soon as they leave, I run. I simply jump out of my second-floor window and hit the ground running as I book it out of there. I just run, not even looking back.

I couldn't tell you how long I was running for. This thing happens when I run, time stops and nothing else matters but the cold hitting my cheeks and the wind rushing through my hair. I love it and never want it to stop, but it always does. This is the longest I've been able to just run, not caring about anything other than just running. It's the best feeling in the world. These times are the times where I am able to find myself and lose myself at the same time. It's amazing. To get away from it all and not have to worry if what I'm about to say will get me no food because I was being "selfish". Soon my little 10-year-old legs give way and I fall face first into the abandoned street. I lie there, too exhausted to get up, watching the blood trickle out of my knees where I skinned them in the pavement. My heart's beating as fast as lightning, my chest rising and falling as I pant, attempting to catch my breath back, tears streaming down my face. From the pain of the fall or from the unfairness of the jerk that I call my life. As the wind starts to dry my tears, my eyelids start to grow heavier by the second. Try as I might, I'm losing the battle to stay conscious. I can't fight it anymore. I take one last look at my surroundings before my vision blackens and I embrace the welcoming arms of the darkness and the sweet promise of sleep.

Line break O' Awesomeness

"Are you okay?" I hear a deep, unfamiliar voice wake me up.

"What?" I ask as I open my eyes. Standing over me is a hansom boy wearing the gray Abnegation clothing striking dark blue eyes, shaggy light brown hair, (A/N I can't remember what color his hair is. Sorry!) and a drop-dead smile that makes my heart beat faster.He brings me to his empty house (his father is at work) and cleans up my knees. As he walks me home, I can't help thinking that there's something special about him. Something that no one else in all five factions has. Maybe it's the way that he really listens to you when you talk. He acts as if you're the most important person in the world. Like you're the only one that matters. The next night, I run into the forest to the river that he told me about. there he is, waiting for me with three knifes in each hand. He's going to teach me how to fight. How to escape this place. We laugh and banter as he teaches me knife throwing and self-defense. The night goes fast and all too quickly I see the sun rising above the east part of the fence. I have to leave now to avoid being caught. Every night I return to that river in the woods. He teaches me all he knows until the sun rises, and when I know all he has to teach, I teach him how to observe everything and everyone and to learn about them without ever even asking them so much as their name. I teach him how to run like I do. And I teach him how to open up and tell me things. Every night I go back home to the good little Abnegation girl. Because that day at that abandoned street, that was the day that I met my best friend, Tobias Eaton. In a place where friends were self-indulgent and were against the rules to have, I found not only a friend, but a best friend. someone to always stick by me and help me through hard times just as I do to him.

That's when I knew. I will be dauntless. I am selfish. I am brave.

Four (Four! *Fangirl squeal*) Years Later

Tobias and I were best friends ever since. Best friends forever right? That's what I thought too. How ignorant. I was blinded by happiness. About a year ago, Tobias cut all ties with me. he stopped meeting at our river. He stopped talking to me and he would ignore me at school. It's like I was never there. Like those three years meant nothing to him. All of that hard work I spent gradually having me open up to him. He told me about his father. How his father hated him and would do the exact things my parents did. Teaching him "lessons" about selflessness and shit. He never hit Tobias as far as I know, but as far as I was concerned, Marcus Eaton was the devil spawn. I still think so. A year later at Tobias's choosing ceremony. I already know what he will pick. That is, if he still hasn't changed since he washed three years of friendship that he washed down the drain. To get away from abnegation forever. To never have to deal with the abuse of the so called "selfless". I know I will never go back, when I leave, so why should he? This will probably be one of the happiest days of his life. I just wish that I could share it with him. That every time that I tried to get close to him, he didn't push me away.

I walk into the building where the choosing ceremony is held. This year it is in Erudite. (A/N just a guess) the ambitious Erudite. It is only two years until my own ceremony in Abnegation where I will choose my fate. I search the sea of gray for Tobias's face. Starting to panic as I can't find him I search franticly until finally, I spot his beautiful face with the white scar running across his left cheek where I accidentally hit him with a knife when he wanted me to start throwing blindfolded. Most people would think that the scar would make his perfect face less perfect, but I love it. It reminds of our friendship. He was willing to put himself at risk to teach me to make me happy. I was like a little sister to him. As much as that hurt when I loved him more than I ever thought that I could, I'd give anything for just one day to be his sister again. Just one day.

Just one day…

Tears slip down my cheeks as I remember the days we spent together. Just being together. Just enjoying each other's presence.

"Those who blamed selfishness made Abnegation." I blame selflessness, I really do. And maybe the original founders of the factions had good intentions, but this, this isn't selflessness. This is cowardice wrapped up in a pretty package. The Abnegation are scared. Scared that we will throw away their way of life and create a better one. One without the factions. One where you can be selflessness, brave, kind, intelligent, and honest all at the same time. where you don't need to be classified into just one. But it's not just Abnegation. Erudite for example, tell lies about the Abnegation and will do anything to come out on top. do anything to win.

Cassandra Clare, Robert DuPont, Alyssa Feral, the names go by, one by one. It will be his turn soon. I know what he will choose. I know why. I used to know everything about him. Then he left.

"Tobias Eaton." Jeanine calls out. Here it is, the mount of truth. Was he really my best friend? or was he lying to me all of those years. About his life, about his parents, (or, in his case, parent) and even the faction that he was going to choose. he stands. Every movement he makes, I watch. I watch as he takes the knife, as he walks towards the left, the Abnegation stones and the Dauntless coals. Selfless or brave? His jaw clenches. He hesitates, then, in one bold movement, he jerks his hand over the Coals and cuts his palm with the knife. He is brave. I always knew he was.

Soon the ceremony is over. I wait with my parents and watch as all of the other factions start to empty out of the place. I see him. The Dauntless are sprinting down the stairs, yelling and screaming. I watch as he too joins the Dauntless and starts the stairs. and then, he turns the corner and I can no longer see him. No longer have him with me. he is gone. Even though I will join him in two years, he might not even be the same person he was today, let alone back when we were best friends.

In that second, I make a decision. Without stopping to think, I sprint down the stairs like I never have. Like my life depends on it because it does. I don't know how I did it but I manage to spot Tobias amongst the Dauntless. The train is coming. I see it. This is my last chance. I can't change my mind now. There's no going back.

"Tobias!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Which is pretty loud for a girl as small as I am. The train is coming closer. They are about to run. "TOBIAS!" I am running as I scream. Then, when I lose all hope that he would hear me, he turns around. There's no time for words, the train is almost here. IO finally reach him, and before I know what I'm doing, I kiss him. Right on the lips. Fireworks go off in my head as I pull away. He looks stunned. "Go." I whisper. He turns and starts to run with the rest of the Dauntless. I know he will have no trouble passing initiation. Not him. No. it's the transfers in his group I worry about. Having to fight him.

"I will find you Tobias. Wait for me, okay?" I talk to myself, but somehow, I feel as if he can hear me, and somehow, as I watch him jump onto the train. The train that will take him to his new life, that he will.

So I think it said it somewhere in the book but I decided that the choosing ceremony would be in a different faction each year. So this year it's in Erudite and Tris's year it will be in Abnegation. So… until next time. I'm not going to promise a new chapter every week or demand a certain amount of reviews until I update. All I ask is that you read my story and enjoy it. I would love feedback in reviews. I know there probably won't be that many people reading this so whatever I get will make my day. I might do Tobias's POV next chapter. Or I might not… I really don't know! Love you all!

Stormie Out