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So my fan fiction looks like this: Imagine Caleb and Tris have a sister that is one year younger than they are. Her name is Allison. What faction will she choose when it is her time?

*There are many things that don't exactly flow through with the book. Please let me know what you think! Please feel to PM me suggestions and I'll be updating this regularly until I start a new fan fiction. Enjoy! :)

Chapter 1: Choosing Ceremony

Abnegation. That was my home faction. At 15, I had a year left in my faction, or a year to never to see it again. I approached our plain, gray house after school. I walked in the door and up the stairs to my room. I sat on my bed for a moment taking a deep breath, appreciating the wonderful day. I decided it was almost time for dinner so I headed down the stairs.

"Allison, please go make dinner," my mom said quietly. Tomorrow was Beatrice's and Caleb's Choosing Day. I knew they were nervous, but I had a feeling they would both stay. Neither had said more than 10 words since their aptitude test. I had a year till my Choosing Day, but I wish I had forever to be young, innocent, free.

I nodded my head silently and left for the kitchen. I began to prepare our meal of frozen foods and canned food. We were supposed to value selfishness, but I just wish I could have different food every once in a while. My dad came home from work and looked stressed. I've always wondered why. "Caleb, Beatrice. Dinner," his voice sounded up the stairs. I heard feet on the stairs. They all had a seat while I served the food. Mother and father discussed the government while we sat there quietly. No words escaped tonight. My sister must have been too worried to question anything. "Here, I'll clean up," Caleb offered. I would be shocked if Caleb left. He is the perfect Abnegation. Quiet, selfless, helpful. I couldn't bear if they left. A whole year by myself, with my parents who would probably be upset.

We went into the family room and my father said, "You two know we will support whatever faction you choose," my mother nodded her head in agreement. He went over and gave Caleb a hug, while my mother hugged Beatrice. They switched and I stood there awkwardly. I didn't know what to do. I would break down if they left. I couldn't handle it. Beatrice might not be a perfect Abnegation, but she was wonderful. Fun, easy-going, all the things I wished I could be. I just wasn't. I was a perfect Abnegation. I would never dare speak out of turn. I would always help those in need. I would never go first. It gets boring. Beatrice has the fun easy life. She tries, but she doesn't care if she messes up.

The following morning I went into Beatrice's room. "Will you always be here for me?" I asked boldly, well the most bold I had always been. "Allison, I love you to death, but I need to think. Can you please umm get out?" she replied sadly. I looked down and decided I should go try it out on Caleb. "Caleb, will you always be here for me?" I said the exact same way as before. "Of course. As if I would ever let my little sis get hurt. I love you," and he hugged me. He wasn't leaving. I knew it.

"Come on, we should get going," my father hollered from downstairs. I took a deep breath and was not sure why I was nervous.

"Prior, Caleb," Marcus Eaton called and Caleb stood up full of courage. He walked confidently up to the coals. He grabbed the knife, cut himself, and without hesitation choose Erudite. Beatrice took a big gasp. I didn't know why I didn't see it. Locked up in his room, he must have been reading. My father looked shamefully down.

"Prior, Beatrice," my sister was called next. I was worried. What if I lost both of them? With shaking hands she grabbed the knife and cut herself. She instantly looked at the bowls. She started to let the blood fall on Abnegation, then quickly moved it over. Dauntless. My sister was Dauntless. She was the second Abnegation to Dauntless transfer that I could remember. Tobias Eaton being the first. Abigail hated it. She was alone with her dad's wrath. What would everyone think? Would my dad become wrathful? Would he become selfish? Who would the Prior family be? The Prior family was now Abnegation, Erudite, and Dauntless.