After The War 1

I feel the vibration of the train at my feet. It slowly pulls to a stop. Ever since peace was made between the factions, new systems have been set up around the country. There's a train system for Dauntless, and a different type of train system for the rest of us. The difference is, ours actually stops. My mother grabs her coat and pulls herself onto the train. I toss her suit case in after her along with mine and my fathers.

"Kirsten, can you grab my coat?" my father calls to me from on the train.

I nod and reach down to grab his coat off the ground and toss it up. I take his hand and climb into the train. It seems like an eternity has passed once we finally arrive in the city. Our family has been planning to move into Chicago for months. We finally found a decent place near the old Dauntless headquarters.

Once we arrive my father takes my hand as I climb down. As I'm reaching the ground I hear a horn and see one of the Dauntless trains coming. I watch as they jump from the train one by one. Sometimes they just seem insane.

I grab my suitcase and follow my parents. As we enter the building a tall boy probably my age passes us. He has dark eyes and dark, short hair. He wears a black tshirt, long black pants, and a pair of, you guessed it, black boots. Classic Dauntless.

"Excuse me." he mutters.

I watch him walk off to his truck before my father tugs on my sleeve for me to keep going. When we get into our new apartment my parents show me to my room and I start unpacking. Once I have my room in a decent arrangement I head out.

I pass two girls. One with dark, short hair, in a classic Dauntless outfit and a girl with blonde hair in a braid, in a classic Erudite outfit. Erudite. That's my faction. I walk past them and just when I'm about to start down the stairs the Erudite girl calls out, "Hey! You new here?"

I turn and face them, "Yeah."

"What's your name?" says the Dauntless.

"Kirsten."

"Nice to meet you. My name's Christina and this is Cara." says the Dauntless.

"Nice to meet you." I say, shaking each hand in return.

I've just made my first friends.