All my life, I've recognised that I don't belong in my faction. I'm not kind, like the other Amity, I don't go around singing and laughing and generally being happy. My mother always said I was too daring for Amity. And when the other faction members, my 'family', climbed trees to get the apples that hung from the branches, I climbed them to see how high I could go before I couldn't go any further, to see how brave I could be. By the age if twelve, I knew, knew that I wanted to leave, to start somewhere new. Dauntless. The faction for the brave. At school I would watch them, climb to the roof, answer back to teachers, even put their hands in the flame of the Bunsen burners in science. I wanted to be one of them. I wanted to belong. Choosing day was the day I, Jasmine Clark, finally found my place in the world.

Testing day rolled round, two months after my sixteenth birthday. Even though I was only sixteen, I looked older, at five foot nine inches and my long dark hair that reached my waist. My eyes were a startling bright blue, with flecks on grey, which made for an odd combination with my skin, which was a caramel colour. People saw me and automatically assumed I was a year or so older that my actual age. My older sister, Bella, was also Amity, she decided to stay. I know she's in love with this faction the way I never had been, she recognised that.

After being sent into a room, I was faced with an Abnegation member. They had always made me uncomfortable, I doubt that some of them, like Marcus Eaton, were as selfless as they made out to be. The liquid was injected into the vain in my neck, it started to work in a matter of seconds.

I turned around, and then again. A large hunk of cheese resides in one corner and a glimmering knife in the other. A voice fills my ears.

'Choose'.

'Why? What's going to happen that warranted these items?'.

'Choose, before they are removed and you get nothing'.

I grabbed the knife with my right hand, my writing hand and my strongest hand. I turn once more, to be faced by a large dog, some kind of wolf hound. Instinct kicks in, and I crouch low to floor as the dog moved swiftly towards me. Just as the dog leaps for me, I plunge the knife into the dog, killing it instantly.

Only a second after I killed the dog, I woke up in the room I went to sleep in. The Abnegation member, an older women, was entering my result onto the system.

'How did I do?'. I was already suspecting them to say a faction that wasn't Amity, I know that I don't belong, but there was a faction that I hoped I would be. Dauntless.

'Jasmine, you were born Amity. How long have you known you don't belong there?'.

'For as long as I could remember. Why, what was my result?'.

'Dauntless'.

I breathed a sigh of relief so loud it could be heard in my mothers work, out in the fields. 'Thank you, ma'am'.

I knew where I belonged. After all this time of hoping, I knew I wasn't wrong when I suspected I belonged in Dauntless. And tomorrow, I would let my blood sizzle on the hot coal pieces.

Choosing day dawned bright and warm. I pulled on mint green tight jeans and a soft sky blue v necked sweater with my yellow baseball boots, I wanted to look nice today. I sat next the my mother, father, my older sister who chose Amity and my younger brother, who also felt he didn't belong. He wanted a life of selflessness. I pitted him, simply because I knew he was good, but in a different way to the Abnegation. I was called towards the end of the list, they started at z and worked their way backwards. Thoughts over took my mind and I couldn't help but ponder over the effects on my family, sure they had their faults, but I loved them all the same.

I was so deep in thought that when Marcus Eaton called out 'Jasmine Clark' I was shocked.

Keep calm, steady your breathing, don't trip. I was handed the knife and made the small incision in my palm. Squeezing my palm, the first drop of blood rolled out of the skin and fell the small distance quickly on to the sizzling coals.

Marcus's loud, clear voice called out loudly 'Dauntless'. I made my way to the Dauntless area, after being greeted by several people. I finally feel like I'm home.

More teenagers join Dauntless, some transfers, some not. I was seated next to a guy with strawberry blonde hair and pawl green eyes, I decided to introduce myself.

'Hi, I'm Jasmine, transferred from Amity'.

'Finn, Dauntless born, stayed in Dauntless. Didn't like singing songs, hey?'.

'Some thing like that, wasn't kind enough, either'.

'I doubt that'.

At this moment, the Dauntless members erupted into cheers as another teenager chose this faction. To be honest, I tuned out the rest of the choosing process, to busy thinking about what my new life would be like.

At the end, we all stood and quickly ran out the building, I knew we were heading for the train tracks, as I have watched the Dauntless do this before, I was excited to try. As the train approached, we all started running along side it. A boy a couple feet in front of me, leaped, landing in one of the open door ways and helped up a girl behind him. There was a door level with me.

Taking a deep breath, I leaped landing in the trains doorway, with the wind on my face. I helped up a small blonde girl and as I saw Finn, I grabbed his hand and pulled him in.

The blonde girl turned towards me, and shouted over the loud train, 'Thanks, I'm Kaily, what's your name?'.

'Jasmine, and it's no problem'.

I sat, looking out the train doors, ready to start my new life.

So this was the first chapter, I hope you enjoyed it. This is a Eric/OC romance. I really like the thought of Eric being really scary and tough around everyone, except a girlfriend, who he believes is the love of his life and wants to like get married and everything and he's really protective and caring. I'm going to say Eric is seventeen, before he became a Dauntless leader, he trained initiates with Four. She's obviously sixteen. Reviews are better than life.