AN: Firstly, hello and thank you for reading my story. The concept is done to the death, a divergent AU where there is no war. But I tried to stay as true to Veronica Roth's depiction of the characters as possible including their choices/reactions and hope that you'll find it an enjoyable read :)

Divergent and all characters are copyright Veronica Roth.

I awake to a pounding on my door. Somebody unlocks it and swings it open then enters my room, their footsteps echoing on my floor.

I act, not to remove myself from the situation, but to simply flop over on my belly with my face buried deep into my pillow. I grip the edges of it and tug them over my head in order to continue sleeping.

"From instructor to babysitter." Tobias' voice sounds muffled through the pillow and I feel his fingers brush against my shoulder. "Hey Tris, wake up!"

I groan and roll over to the side, stubbornly refusing to open my eyes. "Extra key privileges can be revoked." I warned him sleepily.

I listen to him chuckle and his fingers run over my hair lazily. "I know you're tired but I'm just here to tell you, we have to be in the pit soon."

With that my eyes snap open. "What?" I silently mouth and glanced at my watch. He was right, it was already past 10 AM; we were supposed to gather down at the pit in 10 minutes. I had way overslept past the alarm I had set on my watch.

"Crap." I said but was interrupted halfway by a huge yawn. I grabbed a fold of fabric from Tobias' black shirt and pulled him towards me, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "I'm going to be late." I said breathlessly, getting up from bed and half walking, half jogging to the bathroom.

I quickly wash my face and brush my teeth, when I step out of the bathroom Tobias holds out a set of black clothes towards me. I grab them without even thinking and go back into the bathroom to change.

"Another late night?" He asks me on the other side of the door.

"Yeah." I groan, pulling the shirt over my head, it has short sleeves and falls over one of my shoulders, exposing my tattoos. "They've been working me to the bone, I think I'm going to lose it."

I can almost imagine his smirk. "Well this was what you wanted."

"Yeah I'm starting to seriously reconsider my life choices." I retorted, putting on a pair of tight black pants.

I've begun to run a comb through my hair before deciding that it looked better this way, I look more intimidating; more… dauntless.

While before I used to have long hair that went down my back, now its cut short to chin length and I usually sweep it to one side. It's a warrior's hairstyle, not a little girl's, Tobias says it suits me. The idea to cut my hair came from Christina, of all people. Girly, make-up loving Christina. She had a point, of course. I'm a dauntless leader in training now, I have to look the part. I nod at my reflection in the mirror and apply a bit of makeup like how Christina taught me to. Speaking of Christina, I haven't seen her in a while. Since she and Will didn't make it to the top 5 after initiation, they didn't really had much choice in jobs and went on to guard the gate. At least they're together; besides, Christina assures me that it's really not that bad. Nowadays, I'm inclined to believe her.

I glance up at my reflection one last time, blinking the last remnants of sleep away. I've mostly adapted to life in dauntless, but some things; like looking at my reflection, still feel self-indulgent. I can't help it, abnegation is just as big a part of me as dauntless is.

It's become easier to accept myself now, selflessness, bravery, knowledge, these are all important parts of who I am. Denying it won't do any good.

I am… divergent.