Ive been thinking of doing a Divergent Fanfic for a while so I hope you like it! Please read and review so I can improve :)
I put my damp light brown hair into two tight braids in front of the mirror that my deep blue eyes stare into. Its the night before the Aptitude tests and I'm panicking. What if I don't get Dauntless? Would mom and dad be disappointed? What if I get Amity or Erudite or Candor? I could live with getting Abnegation but... I don't know.
"Goodnight." My mother calls from down the hall.
"Night." I call back.
I climb into bed with my mind racing a mile a minute through all my fears of tomorrow.
My shrill alarm goes off and I smack the button with my hand. I stretch out my tired body and dress in a black v-neck dress that hangs an inch above my knees and black flats. The regular Dauntless uniform of all black. I loosen out the braids that made my hair even more wavy than normal and my hair falls to just below my shoulder blades. I take a deep breath after I put on some eyeliner that make my eyes pop. Today is just the test, that doesn't have to change the Faction that I choose.
I meet my dark haired, dark eyed friend Sarah where we catch the train to go to Upper Levels for school. First lesson today should be fun... Mathematics! Ugh. I hate math with a passion so now I'm in a bad mood as I gracefully jump onto the moving train. Both Sarah and I are silent until the train slows as we approach the center of the city. We jump out and take a few steps to regain our balance.
"Ready to go?" Sarah asks me.
"Yup." I tell her as we walk into the building and towards first lesson.
I don't know what to think or feel as I stand waiting for my name to be called for the aptitude tests. I have a feeling my lunch might make a reappearance but I bite my lip to hold back that feeling. I feel light headed. Its just a test, its just a test. I stare at the woman who has just come out as she reads off the names and low and behold mine is the last on the list...
"Taylor Eaton"
I walk stiffly towards room 2 where the Abnegation volunteer is waiting for me. I walk into a room that is covered in mirrors. The man who will be giving me the test smiles and gestures towards the daunting dentists chair telling me his name is Mark. He explains to me about the test being a simulation as he hands me the vile of clear poison. Well it looks like poison. I drink it anyway as Mark finishes attaching the last electrode to my head.
I close my eyes and I'm in the lunch room on my own. Its bare except for one table that has a knife and some cheese on it. A voice appears and says in my ear:
"Choose."
"Why?" I question.
"Choose!" The high pitched voice shouts back.
I panic and, as a reflex, pick up the knife. All of a sudden a vicious fearful looking black mutt appears and I realise why I have the knife... I have to kill it. As it charges at me, all the while keeping its dark piercing eyes on me, I bring the knife in front of me and stab with all my might. It pains me to have to do it but then all of a sudden its gone and I'm in a bus sitting next to a bearded man who is reading the daily newspaper. The headline reads 'Poisonous Thief Put On Death Row' its a peculiar topic because not many people steal now a days, much less poison there victims after. The man puts his paper on his lap and looks at me.
"Do you know this guy?" The bearded man asks me as he points to a picture. I look closer and notice that its my cousin who is Abnegation.
"No." I can't believe that came out of my mouth.
"You're lying. I can see it!" The man accuses.
"I'm not lying."
"If you know him then you could stop my death. This bus will crash but you could save me." I don't know why but his point sends me over the edge. Save him? I'm not heartless...
"Yes I know him." I whisper.
The bus around me disappears and so does the bearded man with the newspaper. My eyelids fly open and I stare at Mark. He gives me an almost pained look as he presses his lips into a straight line. A long loud silence fills the room. I can't take it any longer!
"Well?" I ask.
"You... Your... The results are inconclusive." Mark whispers. "What you are is called Divergent which means you fit into more than one Faction. Picking up the knife showed Dauntless and with the man on the train you showed Candor for telling the truth and Abnegation because he told you it would save him. Being Divergent isn't something you should shout about although its safer now than it was before the revolution. I advise you to tell no one but if you must... Talk to your parents. They know much more. I'm sorry but you need to leave now. Good-bye Miss Eaton." Mark tells me before bowing, which only Abnegation do, and taking the empty vial, that held the serum, away and I assume its to get a new one.
I walk out the door and to Sarah. We walk outside to get some fresh air as both she and I were excused of the last 10 minutes left of Faction History. We sit just far enough away from the train tracks. Sarah turns to me with her big dark eyes.
"Do you think my parents would hate me if I transferred?" She asks me.
"No. But I might, you'll be leaving me with Sam." I joke with a wink. Sam is Sarah's 11 year old younger brother and he annoys the crap out of us all the time.
"You guys could be best friends." She jokes and we try to keep a straight face but burst into hysterical laughter.
"What's so funny?" A deep masculine voice says from behind me. I turn and see it is the hottest guy in school. Ben Blakely. He has beautiful light green eyes, with a golden-yellow color that rings around his pupils, and side swept sandy hair.
"Nothing." Sarah replies with attitude. She doesn't like him because... Actually I don't know why.
"We were saying that if she transferred and I stayed Dauntless then I would be stuck with her annoying kid brother." I explain.
"Sam right?" He asks me with a smile.
"Me or her brother?"
"Her brother. I know that you're Taylor." He tells me with a laugh. I'm surprised he remembered my name as most people don't.
"Oh, then yeah."
"Okay you two stop flirting. Train's almost here." Sarah tells us and I blush before I look to see that we are now surrounded by people getting on the train.
As the train slows we run along side it. I notice out of the corner of my eye that Sarah is leaping on so I decide now is a good time. Someone holds out their hand for me to grab onto so get a grip and pull myself in. I turn to thank the person and it just so happens to be... Ben. I bite my lip to stop my smile but I fail. He's just so damn cute.
"So... Choosing day tomorrow." Ben makes small talk. No one ever makes small talk with me because I'm not popular so they don't care.
"Yeah..." I reply not knowing what to say.
"You staying Dauntless?"
"Not sure yet..."
"Didn't you get it on your aptitude test?"
"You're not supposed to ask that." I reply with a smirk.
"Right, sorry." He tells me with a light chuckle.
We stay silent for the rest of the journey back and jump off the train. Sarah is walking with a red headed popular girl named Amy who, for some reason I don't know, gives me a death stare. Guess I'm walking back to my apartment alone. Or so I thought. Ben still seems to want to walk with me but that might be just because we live 3 apartments down from each other. We, again, stay silent until I reach my door pulling the spare key out of my pocket. Ben stops and turns to me seeming to debate something because he's biting his lower lip.
"See you at the Choosing Ceremony." He seems to have decided against it.
"See ya." I smile at him and he smiles back. He has perfect teeth and a pearly white smile.
I unlock the door and walk in. I walk into the living room and see my parents, who are taking off work as they will be training the Dauntless-born initiates this year, talking in hushed serious tones.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Taylor, have a seat." My mom says.
"Am I in trouble?" I ask wearily.
"Not at all. We wanted to ask about your aptitude test." My dad says.
"Yeah?"
"What were the results?" My mother asks bluntly.
I bite my lip. Mark told me I could talk to my parents."Dauntless... And Abnegation... And Candor." I tell them looking down at my hands in my lap.
"Do you know what that means?" She asks.
"Why did the guy tell me that if I was to talk to anyone it should be you guys? He said that you knew more?" I question.
"We are also..." My father starts but I don't need him to finish.
"Oh." My parents... Tris and Tobias Eaton... Are Divergent. I never once thought that they could be anything but Dauntless besides the little things here and there from their Abnegation upbringing.
"We want you to know that whatever you choose we will be happy for you as long as you are happy." My father looks me in the eye as he tells me this.
"We love you. You will always be our daughter no matter what." My mother takes my hand and puts it in between both of hers. I never realised I sat down on the foot rest across from my parents where they sit on the couch.
"I love you too." Tell them telling myself not to cry.
"Well let's go down and pick up some Dauntless cake for after dinner. Its your fathers turn to cook tonight." Mom smiles at me.
"Yay! Cake!" I perk up from after our emotional heart to heart.
"Tonight is your average Abnegation food. Frozen chicken and peas. I'm too lazy to make much else." Dad says with a chuckle.
"Cheat." Mom jokes as we walk out the door.
"I love you girls." Dad calls out.
"I love you more." Mom tries to shut the door but she's not quick enough because dad gets to the punch line.
"Not possible." He calls just as mom shuts the door.
"He got you there." I laugh at her.
"Oh shut up and let's get the chocolate cake for your possible last dinner as Dauntless." My mom says.
"Okay... You and dad are training Dauntless-born initiates this year right?" I ask.
"Yeah, why?" My mom asks. I've always found it easy to talk to her as though she is just one of my friends.
"What happens if I choose Dauntless. Isn't that against the rules?"
"Nope. Seeing as your dad is a Dauntless leader he can basically do what he likes although there is someone who has to supervise when we do scores and such just to make sure we don't make it bias."
"Oh okay." I say as I sniff the air. I smell cake.
My mom gets the cake and we head back home where dinner is waiting. We eat the chicken and peas with a little bit of conversation when we finally get the cake out. You haven't tried chocolate cake until you've had Dauntless cake! It is legit amazing. I eat two pieces practically whole. After that I kiss my parents on the cheek goodnight and go and take a shower. When I'm out I put my pyjamas on and blow dry my hair and straighten it so it is pin straight which is hard when you have thick hair.
I climb in between my sheets in my warm bed to think over what will happen tomorrow. One thing I know for certain is I could never be Candor because I lie too easily. I didn't get Erudite or Amity. So that leaves... Abnegation or Dauntless. I have no idea what to choose. I could survive in Abnegation because I'd have my cousin to help me. I could survive Dauntless because I am brave. I end up drifting into the land of dreams while thinking through my options.
In the morning I wake up and decide to put on my black skinny jeans. They aren't too tight so they might just seem appropriate considering I'm from Dauntless if I choose Abnegation and if I choose Dauntless then I am still able to do God knows what. I also put on a simple black tight strap top along with a black leather jacket. I bed down and tie the shoe laces of my black vans. I keep a hair tie on my wrist just in case I need it. I stare at the reflection of my freshly powdered face before picking up my eyeliner. I decide to try wings today. I don't smudge it and it looks so much better than it did the other day. I finish off my make up with black mascara. I take a deep breath and join my parent as we silently make our way to the Hub for the choosing ceremony.
I walk in and there are calming blue lights around the room. In the center are 5 bowls. One with fresh earth for Amity, one with wavy water for Erudite, one with clear glass for Candor, one with dull grey stone for Abnegation, and last but not least... One with crackling fire for Dauntless. An Amity man, its their turn to host, stands behind the bowls and looks through some notes to prepare himself. He looks a little nervous but I don't have time for that. Dauntless or Abnegation? Abnegation or Dauntless?
My parents lovingly kiss the top of my head and sit closest to the door because they have to leave early to catch the train before the new initiates arrive at Dauntless Compound. I wait nervously next to Sarah. We don't normally hold hands but we do today because we need to keep each other from falling. Her name will be called just before me as the list goes in alphabetical order according to last name.
The Amity man give the normal jabber about the Factions and finally calls the first person to take a knife and drop blood into the Faction of their choice. Its an Erudite boy who chooses to stay Erudite. I don't pay attention to the next couple until Sarah Durham is called. She gives my hand a squeeze and smiles at me as she confidently walks toward the man, takes the knife, cuts her hand, and let's her blood fall into the bowl of earth... She's the first transfer. My best friend is Amity.
I have a ringing in my ears as Taylor Eaton is called. I shakily walk up slowly because I don't want to fall flat on my face and the Amity man puts the knife in my hand. I take a look at the two bowls in front of me. One filled with stone and one filled with fire. I know what I have to do. I cut my hand and it stings fairly bad but I suck it up and place my hand over the bowl as the blood starts to drop and makes a sizzling sound. I will stay Dauntless.