My name is Jace Wayland and today I decide my future.

My eyes fling open, my nightmare fades. I glance around, my room in the institute remains unchanged. It's strange to think that soon, I'll no longer sleep here. Hastily, I pull myself up and shrug on a shirt. I pull on my jeans and jacket and examine myself in the mirror. I twirl my knife in my hand and then slide my it into my pocket. Church greets me at the door.
"C'mon, I need you to do me a favour..." I whisper to him. He purrs in response and we continue down the hall. Silently, I wait for the elevator and steady my breathing.
"Where do you think you're going?" Smirks Maryse as the elevator reveals her.
"I was going for a walk, what about you?" I reply confidently.
"I shouldn't have to explain myself to you, however, I was visiting Luke."
Luke. Why was she visiting Luke? She hates that he's a lycanthrope. I nod and slide into the elevator. Whilst I wait for her to leave, she taps rhythmically. However, she punches 'G' and escorts me out.
"Tomorrow's an important day for you!" She exclaims
"No shi-" I begin however Maryse cuts me off.
"Of course, what are you going to choose? Stay in the institute or leave for another faction, maybe Amity?" At this I laugh. I've trained harder than Alec and Isabelle in every single way I could find possible and slain demon after demon. I showed no cowardice and only consulted the bravery in myself. I am fearless. Expect for one thing...one simple thing.
"Your stop," She smiles "and for what it's worth I think you fit any faction. Good luck son!" She has never called me her son before and it warms my heart.