After the school's final bell I packed my things in my bag and followed the line of blue weaving their way towards the library. As we passed the large glass atrium the line began to grow into a sea of blue, but instead of continuing on straight with the rest of my Faction I darted to the right, and made a quick left. Within a few more steps I was lost in a concrete world away from prying eyes. It only took a few moments to get to my destination, but it still felt like an eternity to me.
My destination was a small, shabby looking loft settled in what used to be a haven for the Factionless. But the Dauntless foot solders pushed them from this place a few years ago. Now, it's served as my own private learning center slash gym. I've been coming here ever since last year's Choosing Ceremony. That was the day he chose both of our destiny's. I haven't seen him since that day. My heart grew heavy, suddenly making me loose balance. I grabbed at the brick wall behind me.
Get ahold of yourself. Tomorrow is the Aptitude Test then the next day I'll be starting a new life in a new faction. All of this is for you, I promised him. Thinking of his face made me smile. Growing up, I knew then and still know that he never knew I existed. We never spent time together, never had any classes together, we never even exchanged pleasantries. How could we? With us hanging out with different crowds and being a year apart. But that it's going to change. I tossed my school bag on a near by table and headed to a corner I had equipped with flexible clothes and traded in my shiny, flat, blue shoes for black boots.
After I dressed, I stretched and started my quick work out. I've been spending my time training since the Choosing Ceremony, where changed Factions. Last year, he chose year, I will choose Dauntless. I will make him notice me, he will notice me. I will make him fall in love with me, he will love me. I chanted my inner-mantra as I pushed myself to do 200 push-ups. I've been working out every day for the past year. I have also read every war novel; combat manual, weapon log, and martial arts how to book, that the library had. I feel strong, body and mind. I feel prepared, well I hope I am prepared and I'm not just talking out of my ego.
I've never been what anyone would call strong, I'm small even for Erudite standards. I'm only five feet tall, I was until resented curvy and soft. Now, I'm still curvy but my body is defined. I've had to wear clothes twice my normal size in order to hide the muscles I grew on my arms and legs. My physical characteristics were the only thing I had to worry about hiding from my family. Me being out late, never bothered anyone both of my parents worked long hours. My mother is a Chemical Physician and my father works as an inventor, so they are always coming home late at night.
A new traumatic feeling came over me. My parents are not going to be happy. At all. I am sure they expect nothing but absolute perfection results from my aptitude test. I am going to have to go in tomorrow and calculate my every breath and move because when it comes to testing time both of my parents are on the review boards. I am sure any blurb, blemish, or problem will trip them up and they will know I am up to something. They expect flawlessness and if it were up to them I would be following my big brother, Hugo, and choosing Erudite. But, I will not.
I swatted away thoughts of my parents as I picked up a How to Manual which main topic is assembling and disassembling guns.