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This is for AlyIsDauntless, one of my contest winners

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Just as I'm about to finish curling my hair, my mom bursts into the room. "Aly! What in the name of hell do you think you're doing?"

I ignore her. I stare at her reflection in the mirror. Her face is turning a shade of purple and multiple veins are sticking out of her neck. let out an exasperated sigh. "What do you want?"

"What do I want!? What do I want!?" she yells, her face turning a deeper purple. "You have nerve kid! You are going to make me late, and Jeanine will not be happy about that! For all I know, she could break all hell loose if we aren't there!"

"Calm down." I say while rolling my eyes. "We aren't going to be late."

"Yeah right." she scoffs.

"Get out!" I yell. "You're the reason I'm leaving this hellhole!"

She mumbles something and then storms out of my room. Thank God. I put on some light blue eye shadow, blood red lipstick, dark black mascara, and a light grey eyeliner. I guess my face is a mix of factions.

Take a deep breath, Aly. I think to myself. It's just the Choosing Ceremony. No big deal.

But if it is really no big deal, why do I feel so nervous?

I walk downstairs and see my dad at the table. "Hey, Daddy."

"Pumpkin!" he exclaims. I love my dad. I will miss all of him. The sweet words, his scents, and all of our memories. I choke up just thinking about not having my dad around anymore. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." he looks at me. "Nothing" I repeat, more harshly this time.

"Okay." he says, not buying my story for one minute. "So." he starts, attempting a conversation.

"So." I say.

"You look nice." he says. I look down. I'm wearing a black camisole, a blue off shoulder top over it, and dark skinny jeans. My blonde hair is curled at the ends only. I didn't think I looked that good. I knew some boys looked at me, but not many people like small girls. I was just over five foot, and barely even ninety pounds.

"Thanks, Dad." I say with a smile.

"Any time, muffin."

"Dad," I start. "I'm going to Dauntless. Will you ever forgive me?"

"I could never be mad at you, Aly." he says. "I just want to know if you'll ever forgive me."

Huh? "For what, Dad?" I ask.

"For not being the best dad." he replies.

Tears brim in my eyes. "Oh, Dad." I say. "You've been the best thing in my life."

"No. I haven't." he says.

"Stop it, Dad." I say. "You are amazing, and that's why I love you so much."

He takes in a deep breath and embraces me in a tight hug. "I love you." he says, his voice muffled by my hair.

"I love you."

After I choose Dauntless and jump on the train, I gain a friend.

"Aly." a voice says behind me. I turn and see a tall girl. She has wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a great tan.

"How do you know my name?" I ask, confused.

"I heard it when they called your name." she says, looking like duh. "I'm Rachel."

"Oh. You're Rachel. The Rachel, right?" everyone knew Rachel as the Dauntless rebel. She was always in trouble.

"Yep." she says with a menacing grin.

"Cool." I say.

"Time to jump." she says with a grin.

"Yay." I say. I love sports and running.

Before the train is even at the building, I jump. Not surprisingly, I was just able to make it to the edge of the roof. I grin and run to the end of the building. I look down and see a gaping hole. Obviously, we will have to jump into it, so I do. I feel the wind rush past. I land in a net. Thank God.

A hand grabs me and helps me out. A girl is behind the hand. She looks almost like me, and just about a year older. "You okay?" she asks. "You look a little winded." I can't find words, so I nod. "I'm Six. Who are you?"

"I'm Aly." I say. "Why is your name a number?"

She chuckles a bit. "Hey Four!" she yells.

A boy comes up, looking about two years older than Six. He is quite attractive.

"What's up?" he asks.

"Explain to Aly why our names are numbers." she says, smiling at some hidden joke.

"Gladly." he says smiling at the same hidden joke. "We only have that many fears."

"Whoa. You only have four fears?" I ask.

"Yep." he says.

"And I have six," says Six.

"Then what are your real names?" I ask.

"Well," says Six. "No one is allowed to know Four's real name. Except me. But my name, and only to you is, Tris."

"Tris." I say. "Cool name."

"Four!" she yells again. "Make the announcement!"

"First jumper- Aly!" Four yells.

"Welcome to our exciting compound." Si- I mean, Tris says.

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