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Chapter 1
As I stared down at five bowls and their symbolic contents, I imagined the look on my father and stepmother's faces. Their Erudite lifestyles never accepted my 'illogical decisions' and my 'rash reactions' like the one I was about to make. I took up the small, golden-bronze dagger near the Abnegation representative, Bianca DiAngelo, which called my name seconds before. I pressed the cold steel against my palm and let small stream of blood pool in my hand and slowly raised my bleeding limb. Even though I had already made my choice years ago, I wanted to savor the moment I dreamt of since I was seven. I passed over the large bowl with glass representing my home faction and went straight for the leftmost bowl filled with dark, sizzling coals of the bold Dauntless. I let the blood drip from by hand and once the first drop, my new fraction whooped and whistled for their newest initiate.
I went to go sit next to my new family. I glanced across to the other side of the amphitheater shaped room where my old blue-clad faction sat. My stepmother looked downright murderous. She always made comments on how the police of our city make decisions that are 'illogical and they should not be worthy of protecting us'. My father's expression actually surprised me more than anything I've ever seen. He was actually had a small smile spreading across. He never even made an attempt to smile unless it was for his image or his new family.
I sat next to a girl with frizzy red hair, Amity yellow and orange clothes. Her hands had words and drawings scattered on her palms in such a way where people cannot see them from a distance. Since the names went in reverse alphabetical order, she had been called already. That also meant that the ceremony was close to finished.
I wonder what my father would do after I leave. He never would acknowledge my existence unless I made a mistake and I hated being in his presence, but most of what he would do was badger me with endless facts about how to make the perfect experiment or how to design the most efficient vehicle. I love having knowledge and being able to solve equations, but if I hated those I was around, it was never going to be worth it.
At the end of the Choosing Ceremony, the Abnegation stayed in their seats because of their customs, leaving plenty of room for the shoving Dauntless to run towards the stairs. I couldn't see my dad and thought of how I will probably never see him again. I quickly followed the Dauntless-born up to the top floor where I wondered why are we going up; isn't the train down stair like the one they came on? To answer my question, a worn, white train came around the corner without slowing down. Instinctively, I backed away because Erudites were not supposed to throw themselves in situations. A few lithe people in the very front of the group start running towards the edge of the building like they were going to jump off the side of the building but instead they merged horizontally to stay parallel with the train. Once they jumped onto the safety of the car, others began to follow in their footsteps. I saw the end of the train coming near so I began the process. I launched myself at the train's last open door. The people on board clapped and congratulated me on my first Dauntless feat. I laid my eyes out the door where two or three Dauntless had just become Factionless. Again, I happened to sit next to the red head.
"Hey. You're the girl that sat next to me earlier. I'm Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Lizzie for short. Didn't you come from Candor?" she inquired when I sat down.
"Erudite. And it's not Blondie. My name is Annabeth."