"Beatrice!" My mother called from downstairs. "You're missing breakfast honey!" Her usually sweet voice showed little impatience, but I still knew they were waiting for me. I quickly spit out the water I was rinsing my mouth with and put the toothbrush away. "I'm coming!" I yelled in reply. For us to be shouting like this was an unusual thing, because the Abnegation didn't like call attention to themselves, but as long as it happened inside the house it was tolerated. After all, I wasn't the easiest child in our faction and my mother had to 'remind' me of certain things very often. Luckily I had already put my clothes on so I stumbled downstairs. Another thing frowned upon by most of the faction – we were supposed to be quiet and unnoticeable, but I couldn't help myself. I joined my family at the table and tried to quietly eat my breakfast. It was hard not to wolf it down as quickly as possible, but I wanted to really try to behave well today. I finished as soon as possible and looked at the watch my parents had given me on the last Choosing Day – the day I had decided to stay in Abnegation for the rest of my life. It had been a good choice, I was happy here, but I sometimes wondered what life might have been like if I had switched to Dauntless as I'd planned. A brief image of myself surrounded by darkly clad figures running next to a train shot through my mind, but I shook it off. I was Abnegation, I did not run or wear flashy outfits. I didn't do a lot of things, really, but I'd come to peace with that. "Honey?" my father said tentatively. He'd probably noticed I'd gone off daydreaming again. "Yes father, I'm sorry. I'll go now." I said, smiling lightly at him. Just at that moment there was a knock on the door. "That'll be Susan," my mother said, and after saying goodbye to the both of them I went to open the door for my best friend. "Good morning Susan," I said, beaming up at her. "How are you today?" I knew she wouldn't answer with more than a few words – she'd been awfully quiet since Caleb transferred last year – but I wanted to show her more than anyone that I cared about her. With Susan, being Abnegation was easy. As we walked to school, quietly talking together, both trying not to talk about ourselves but somehow still ending up in friendly conversation, I noticed the Eaton boy on the other side of the street. He always took the same route, walking a little ways in front of me and Susan, so it was hard not to notice him, even if he was Abnegation. Somehow he just stood out to me, almost as much as one of the brightly clad Amity would have stood out here amongst the identical grey houses. I kept shooting occasional glances at him while we walked, almost in unison, towards the Abnegation school everyone under 18 attended after their Choosing Ceremony. His name was Tobias Eaton, and his father Marcus worked with mine, but we'd never spoken more than a few words to each other. I wanted to, but really the Abnegation are not that good at making friends – how could trying to talk to him be anything but a selfish act from my side? I knew I wanted to be around him, even the thought made something deep inside me flutter, but I knew I could never initiate our contact. So I kept watching him from a distance every day as we walked to school, never knowing what steps to take.