As I stir the peas with my fork, I an feel the dogs hot breath huffing on my neck. Three factions. Three choices. Divergent.

I look up to my mother. Pretty, something I have never been. My father is opinionated. My brother is perfect. Always knowing what to do. I envy his strong moral- compass, his inborn goodness. My face burns. I should not have these thoughts. Jealousy is self-indulgent.

My mother puts her hand on father's shoulder. This brought me out of my dark thoughts, for they almost never show affection in front of us. "So, What's bothering you?". He hands her the daily paper, acting as if his arm weighs a ton. As my eyes find the headline, the peas fall off my spoon. My Mother reads it out loud.

Dauntless Tragedy

Yesterday, "Four", the dauntless prodigy was killed after a bridge collapsed, dropping him into the roaring chasm, where he received a concussion and drowned. The Dauntless community reals in sorrow. This famous curiosity was known for having only four fears, a record low. Faction leader Max promises to update the security on the bridges. "We are so very sorry that it took this to bring our attention to the hazardous structure designs.". We would like to remind you that anything could happen. Please go home and hug your family.

When she finished, we sat in quite. It had been a long time

since someone had drowned on accident in the chasm. I knew there had been a few people who had pitched themselves over the edge, however we did not mourn them. Someone who wished death thought to much of themselves and not of others. No one said anything, but we knew. "Marcus's son" dad mumbled. We all gasped.

We had known Tobias. We was odd, buried beneath fabric, shy. I suddenly remembered on the day before choosing, I saw him tearing down the streets, running as if he was being chased. I avoided my eyes, not wanting to stare. I suddenly feel as if I am the one drowning. My lung are screaming for air, but I can't breath. My face hits something cool, and I realize I am on the floor. As darkness closes in on my vision, I realize I am whispering "Tobias".