Authors Note:

Hello Everyone! Daisydot227 here... This is my first fanfiction so thank you for taking the time to read it! I'm excited to share it will all of you so I hope you enjoy it. I would like to acknowledge my friend (who shall remain nameless) for encouraging me to post this.

- Elise (Daisydot227)

DISCLAIMER: Although I spend countless hours at night wishing about this, I DO NOT own Divergent or any of the characters. All credit goes to Veronica Roth and her brilliant writing.

Chapter 1: Choosing Day

Beatrice's POV:

I woke up in the morning to a soft light filtering through my grey curtain. I climbed out of bed, and slowly descended the stairs, not paying attention to my wrinkled cotton pajamas.

I could see a shadow moving about in the dining room. I quietly slipped through the carpeted hallway and paused outside the door. My head peeked around the corner and I caught a sight of Caleb's dark head
pacing back and forth. I could hear him muttering things about factions and choosing day.

I forgot. It was choosing day. I felt the blood rush to my face, and my hands begin to quiver. I felt sick and my legs gave out. I slammed into the wall.

"Beatrice?" Caleb asked, startled. He moved out into the hallway. "What are you doing?"

I ducked my head. Eavesdropping was self-indulgent. "Nothing."

Caleb gave me a stern look, but his gaze softened. "I'm nervous too. It's okay to be afraid once in a while, Beatrice."

I gave him a grateful look, and he went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

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I picked at my oatmeal. It was rude not to eat it after the work Caleb had put into making it, but I wasn't hungry. And he wasn't eating either.

I went back into my room, and put on clothes, and proceeded into the bathroom. We didn't have a mirror above the sink so the blank wall looked out of place.

I filled the basin with water and washed my face. I could just see my reflection in the water. My hair was ruffled from sleep, and my face dripped water causing ripples. I looked away, ashamed and let out the plug.

I could hear my parents downstairs and I knew it was time to go. As I made my way through the house I took one last look at the house. I may not see it again. Or I might see one just like it every day for the rest of my life. It was kind of funny how that worked.

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Caleb and I sat next to each other on the bus. It was custom for the adults to give their seats up to the choosing day kids.

I could see his face out of the side of my eye. When the bus jostled he gripped my hand. His face turned red and he released it.

"Sorry."

"No it's okay," I said. It sounded awkward coming from my mouth.
I wasn't able to comfort people like Caleb. I decided not to say anything and opted for a weird pat/rub on his shoulder. The silence grew.

"So..." He started. "I guess we go to what our test results said. Right?" It came off sounding more like he was asking himself.

I thought about it. For him, maybe. My divergence caused me to consider three options. Well, two. I could never go to Erudite. But both Dauntless and Abnegation were fair game.

I felt the bus jerk to a stop. It was time to decide, and I wasn't ready.

Thank You for reading! Sorry about the formatting if it was kind of squished and for the short chapter. This was kind of a slow chapter but I promise: It will get better! (I hope...) I'm still getting the hang of this and please REVIEW!

Thanks so much!

-Elise (Daisydot227)