Ignorant-Chapter One
"…and so that is how our factions came into being", said Emily. She proudly smiled and looked at our teacher Ms. Jane. Ms. Jane smiled and clapped.
"That report was brilliant Emily! Good job!" she says.
I roll my eyes and crack my gum. "It wasn't that great", I say. "Pretty boring actually". I pretend to yawn. It wasn't too hard to pretend though, because I really was almost falling asleep.
"Andrea! That was very rude", she says frowning. "I would have thought that you were mature enough to not get jealous of your classmate! And you're not supposed to chew gum in class. Spit it out."
She takes a trash can out from under her desk and holds it under my chin. She glares and taps her foot impatiently. Rolling my eyes, I spit out the gum and sulk at my desk. Ms. Jane gives me one last angry look and goes back to the front of the room. She always liked Emily the best, ever since the first day we met her. Only because they're in the same faction, Abnegation. Bo-ring! Not that Candor is all that interesting either. That's my faction. Our faction values honesty. We're always straightforward with everyone and we never tell anything but the truth. I feel like I need some more excitement in my life.
I walk out of the building, fiddling with the belt loops of my black Candor pants. Suddenly, I feel a fist grabbing a hold of my shirt and holding my up in the air. Emily's eyes stare into mine and my heartbeat quickens.
"You have the nerve to make fun of my report Candor? I'll show you." With that she lands a punch on my face and I stagger backwards. She grabs me and tries to strike me again but I jump out of the way. Although Emily may be Abnegation, she's heavily built and very strong, and doesn't have a selfless bone in her body. That's what the Abnegation value. Selflessness. I'm realizing now that it was probably a bad idea to critique her. I'm the exact opposite of her, small for my age and weak. My three older brothers have tried to teach me to fight, but I'm never interested. They usually do the fighting for me anyway. Maybe I should've accepted their offer after all.
Panting, Emily stops trying to beat me up. She looks pretty tired. "I'll get you later Candor. Just you wait". She walks away swinging her fists up in the air.
I just can't wait to transfer to another faction. Candor just isn't the one I want. It's not me. Although I do have a bad habit of opening my mouth at the wrong time (all Candors have that habit, it's just our thing), telling the truth isn't what I want to do with the rest of my life. I'll have to decide at the aptitude test tomorrow. That'll give me an idea of what to pick. Rubbing at the blood on my nose, I think about it as I walk back home.