Belongs to a FB page called : "I am selfish, I am brave." - Tris Prior I don't own it .
I sit in my room, staring out the window to the front yard . "Blue doesn't even suit me." I mutter, standing up to open the drawers in my bedroom. Practically everything I own is blue, of course I have a few white shirts and shorts, but the majority of my clothing is blue, and my bedroom is painted blue. I don't even like the color. I walk back to my room and focus on Edward's house, it's across the road, two houses down from mine. Of course I never see him though, because his younger brother has the bedroom just the window, but I just want to know what he's thinking."
Maybe he's Amity as well?" I say to myself. I walk back and collapsed on my bed . Practically everything I own is books, diagrams and things that Erudite would find fascinating, but I've never been an Erudite. It's hard for me to sit still for longer than twenty minutes. I can't spend the rest of my life studying.
"Myra!" My mother calls .
I groan and swing open my door, running down the stairs .I sit at the table, leaning against my arm. My older brothers and sisters sit with us, they all came home for dinner tonight because tonight may be the last time they see me for a very long time, but of course they don't believe seem to think I'll choose Erudite like they all did, like I'm not my own person, just a copy of them. I usually finish my dinner within minutes, especially since food here is limited, but tonight it's hard just getting through my pile of peas. My whole family is discussing how Abnegation have been stashing food for themselves, I'm sure in Amity people aren't as loud as this. I imagine sitting in an Amity household, eating as much as I want, living happily."
"May I be excused?" I say quietly. Nobody hears me at first, so I repeat myself, this time a little louder, "May I be excused?"
"Of course, Myra. I'm sure you have lots of studying to catch up."
I nod, and dash up stairs. I take my glasses off and look in the small mirror. It would be illogical to have a large mirror in my bedroom. I put them on my desk on top of a pile of books, I don't even need glasses. I try to dress slightly nice for the choosing ceremony. I wear a blue skirt and a white blouse. I still haven't decided whether or not I'll transfer to Amity. My parents have two other children, and my older sister is pregnant so they don't really need me, but I need Edward, and Edward needs me.
We sit beside each other on the bus, my parents don't know we're dating, because they believe dating at this age is illogical. "Are you nervous?" He asks me. I shake my head. "No, are you?" He hesitates, but then he shakes his head. "No." He acts weird the whole trip there, and when we get off the bus he squeezes my hand. My parents catch up to me. "We'll see you soon, Myra." My mother says smiling. I smile back, and find my spot in line.
A man from Abnegation runs the ceremony. I don't pay much attention to the ceremony, all I do is stare at the knife. The thought of cutting myself makes me feel dizzy."Edward Jackson." My eyes widen and I stand on my tip toes, he cuts his hand unconcerned, and he approaches the Abnegation stones. My heart pounds, but I know I could be selfless as long as I'm with him, but then his blood touches the coals.I gasp and a few other initiates stare at me. Edward can't be Dauntless. Then I realized, he studied fighting for years. A lump forms in my throat. Fighting, he is Dauntless. Finally they call my name, I can't choose Dauntless when I don't feel brave enough to cut my hand. I stare at the Dauntless, and Edward nods to me, I know what he's trying to tell me, follow my heart, but as soon as I see him I feel like everything will be okay no matter what I choose as long as I'm with him. I can't feel my hand, and throw my arm over the coals. I'm Dauntless.