Authors note: Ok so please review y'all… that's all I have to say - oh yah wait… this is my first divergence story.
Peter's POV
As I slowly walk over to the five bowls – Abnegation, Erudite, Dauntless, Amity and Candor buying my time because I don't want to make this choice.I knew there was no way I could be Candor or Erudite. Me, Peter Hayes, A truthful but mean jerk… nah-never, smarty pants - as if, I got all F's in every class in the candor boarding school. But who cares about me anyways? When my test mentor, Tori, said that I am some sort of freak, at first I was like WFT! But now what it means makes way more sense thinking about it. I don't care about myself (Abnegation), I'm brave and stupid (Dauntless) and I'm lazy, but I act like I'm not (Amity) , so I am divergent to the core. Beyond the point of caring when I get to the bowls I cut my palm, and let it fall into any bowl. My blood landed in the coals and fire, so that means that I'm Dauntless now, whop, whop yay I'm so happy. Seriously though I think the dauntless initiates look more exited about me coming than thousands of me put together - no make that Millions. Only one person, an Abnegation girl, was not cheering or clapping in the slightest. Thank goodness for her, or I would be going crazy! I decide that Dauntless is the perfect choice for me; I can choose to commit suicide any time I want if things don't get better. And I very much doubt they will, because nobody owes me a favor so no one will give me one. And a favor is what I need now, for someone to be my friend.