Can a teen from Canada own Divergent? No but a lovely (*cough cough* until Allegiant) 25 year old young adult author from New York can. AKA, I don't own Divergent.

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Violet POV

I stare at my reflection in the mirror. The girl who stares back at me has long brown hair and green eyes. She looks innocent, the complete opposite of me. The only person I am nice to is my twin brother, Peter. I bully people and then lie about it, blaming the fight on the other person. It just feels natural to me.

My clothing is laid out on the bed for me. Although I hate them, I have to wear them. Actually, I hate my whole faction. I put on the white Candor blouse, black skirt and black jacket along with my black and white flats. Then I grab my backpack and sling it over my shoulder.

"Violet, are you ready? Molly and Drew are here!" Peter yells from downstairs.

"Coming," I yell back. 'The Gang' as people call us, stands in the doorway waiting for me. I say bye to Vincent, my 'father' and then we leave. We walk down the street together when I notice a girl our age exiting her house. She has dark skin and short, almost black hair. Christina. Peter seems to have noticed her as well, because a smirk forms on his face.

"Hey Chris, best buddy!" Peter yells down the street. Christina turns around and when she notices it's us, she rolls her eyes and keeps walking. The boys and Molly start laughing, but I honestly don't get what's so funny about that.

Peter has hated Christina since as long as I can remember, same with Molly and Drew. I only started hating her because she insulted my brother. I never meant to start hating Christina, but Peter was the only one who talked to me back then. She seems nice and I have always wanted a friend besides Peter. Molly and Drew don't count. They just hang around us because they have nothing better to do.


When we arrive at school, it is 7:25, so five more minutes until school starts. The train horn blares like everyday and the Dauntless jump out of the train. The Dauntless scare almost everybody, but not Peter and I. We know we belong with them and when the choosing ceremony is tomorrow, I know we will both choose Dauntless. I have no idea about Molly and Drew, but Peter will probably persuade them to go with us somehow.

The school building buzzes with energy, with people talking and running around. School is one of the only places where the factions mix, so the hallway is a huge mess of colors. When people notice us, they immediately make a pathway in the middle of the hallway. We are feared among the students who aren't Dauntless. Well, mostly Peter.

He was the one who started it, going around picking on everybody. Soon Molly and Drew started joining him. That's how they became friends. I was just known as the quiet girl who ignored everybody in the halls. Then one day, the day our mother died and father became totally drunk for the first time, I became like them too.

I get to my locker, and see a Stiff blocking it.

"Hey, Stiff!" I yell. She looks at me with a fearful expression. "Move!" She quickly scrambles out of the way. I grab my books and join 'The Gang' in the middle of the hallway. Together we walk to the faction history classroom. A few Dauntless and Erudite laugh at the Stiff as we leave.


"Since today is the last day I will ever have to see most of you, we will just have a short quiz on faction history,"

"Yes, Mrs. Martin," The class calls out in unison.

"Good you may begin,"

I turn my paper over and start. I write my name and faction at the top of the page and look over the questions. Most of them say thing like; what does Amity value above everything? Or how are Erudite leaders chosen? The class is over soon. Our classes are cut in half today because of the aptitude tests that take place after lunch. The rest of my classes are over soon and, before I know it, it's lunchtime.


Hello everyone. I decided to write this fanfic because there are no other fanfics like this out there that I am aware of (If there are, please tell me I would love to read them) and I wondered what would happen if Peter had a twin sister. Would she turn out like him in the end? Or turn out different? So ya. I will change POV every now and then.

Please tell me what you think and if I should continue. Thanks!