I do not own any of the divergent books, stories, or characters. I am just writing the same story while adding some new things to it. :) Fist chapter isn't much but it gets better! Like way fricking better, so just hold up. Feel free to skip the first chapter, the second chapter is where things are different. This is my first fanfic so tell me what you think. It'd be awesome if you favourite my story and review it for me, tell me what you wanna see or if I fucked up badly at spelling. Thank you! I really hope you enjoy!
Beatrice POV
The blood transfers from the palm of my hand to the knife fast. I don't feel the sting of the knife cutting into my skin, probably because I'm too focused on deciding my future. I place my hand over the stones and wait for the blood to drop. I think of my life with robert and susan, but I stop there. I can't go back there. If Caleb doesn't belong there, how can I? I shift my hand forward, so my blood drips on the carpet. I look up one more time trying to find my parents in the crowd. I give them a look of sorrow, because I am sad to leave them, but I have to. "Faction before blood," I remember them saying, and my blood drips and sizzles on the hot coals. I see the disappointment in his eyes. I walk down the steps and sit next to a girl wearing black and white, standard candor uniform. I take a glimpse across at the erudite where Caleb is shaking hands with a man in a blue suit. He seems happy.
The last person chooses and we don't wait for the other factions to leave like we would if I were in Abnegation. It's a relief not having to clean up after everyone. Instead the crowd of dauntless pushes me to the entrance from which we came in. Once we reach outside we begin to run. I can't remember the last time I ever ran, my mother says it brings too much attention towards yourself, therefore self indulgent. We climb up the the tracks and I have to stop and catch my breath, although I love the burning in my chest. I soon realize the train. Shit is all I can think. I jog behind an Amity transfer before passing him. I notice the dauntless born's form as they slide themselves gracefully into the train. I sprint past everyone and grab onto the train with both hands trying to find footing. I feel my grip starting to falter before a boy grabs my hand and lifts me in. I look up at him, he has dark skin and a tattoo of a snake that curls up around his ear. I thank him and bow my head, which is the Abnegation's greeting. I sit down and look up before the boy sits next to me and offers me his hand. I shake it twice, not comfortable with the movement.
"Hi, I Uriah," He shouts over the wind, "I can't believe you made it this far, being a stiff and all."
I can't argue with him, the last Abnegation transfer was two years ago, Tobias Eaton. I don't remember much about him except that his dad was friends with mine, but he never came to dinners and his mom died when he was young, I don't exactly remember why but we went to her funeral.
I go to introduce myself but Beatrice just sounds too Abnegation. Thankfully I am interrupted by a girl wearing all black, actually they are all wearing black, I must have gotten on the wrong cart.
"Who's this, Uri?" The girl says.
"My names Beatrice," I say.
"I'm Marlene and the girl with buzzed off hair is Lynn," she says poking the girl with half her body out the train.
"Beatrice," I say holding out my hand.
She doesn't take it she just stares at me, Like she's examining me with a hand on her chin.
"Tris," She says.
"Trissy!" shouts Uriah.
"I think I like Tris better," Laughing with them.
"Come on! Don't be such a pansycake," Uriah says pouting his face.
Marlene elbows Uriah in the ribs and and Lynn shoves him.
"It's dauntless slang," says Uriah.
"No, it's idiot slang!" Retorts Lynn.
I feel like these people can be my friends, I'm not positive about how It works here in dauntless about making friends. I've already laughed more than I ever have with Susan, or Robert, and it's only been a couple of minutes.