Chapter 1
A/N This is my first fanfiction so please no haters! Please review!I will post the next one when a get 5 reviews!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Divergent except Olivia, Charlotte and the mom.
The Choosing Ceremony. The day I never really wanted to come. But of course it's here.
"Olivia East, it's time to wake up," My mother shakes me awake. "Today is a big day!"
I groan and my mom walks out of the room. I walk downstairs after putting on my yellow Amity dress that shows off my limited curves and compliments my blue eyes, wavy red hair and my long legs (which are the reason I stand at 6ft).
"I made you your favorite breakfast Olivia, pancakes and bacon!" My mother tells me as I walk into the kitchen.
"Why does she get her favorite breakfast?" My younger sister, Charlotte, whines.
"It's your sister's big day today," my mother says, "When your Choosing Ceremony comes around; I will make you your favorite breakfast."
"Honestly," Charlotte starts, "I'm just glad that Olivia's favorite breakfast isn't something that involves bread. My friend at school said, that her cousin said, that her friend said, that her mom said that Johanna and the other leaders put peace serum in the bread!"
I let out a short laugh. "Charlotte, what kind of friends are you making at school?"
Charlotte blushes a bit and studies her bacon before stuffing it in her mouth.
"You should get going Olivia; you only get to choose once." She tells me. It makes me think; one choice can transform you.
When I arrive at The Hub, where the Choosing Ceremony will take place, there are so many people I don't know how they're going to organize it all. I head towards the E category since we choose in alphabetical order. I get there and I am one of the 1st ones there. I take my place directly in front of a boy about my height from Abnegation. I am almost positive that he will not transfer, Abnegations rarely do. We walk into the room where we will choose our faction.
People say that when you're nervous, butterflies fill your stomach. If that is true, then I was beyond nervous as I waited for Johanna to call my name. As the 1st "E" person was called, the competition intensified.
My aptitude test was inconclusive; I have an aptitude for Amity and Dauntless. Which one will I choose? Your guess is probably better than mine. Amity is where I grew up, all of my friends and family are from there. But then there's Dauntless. The people who seem so free, so limitless, maybe I'm getting tired of Amity, the bread-drugging, limited Amity.
"Olivia East." Johanna calls.
I walk to the center of the room. Johanna gives me a slight smile and hands me the knife. I swipe the blade cleanly on my palm and a line of red rises to the surface. I take a deep breath and look from Amity to Dauntless. From, earth to fire. From home to new life. I look to my family and see my sister who looks nervous, and my mom who nods and smiles, as if she was saying we love you, no matter what. I have decided.I shift my hand in between the two bowls, and just as the first drop of blood started to fall, my hand moved to the coals. I no longer want to be limited, therefore, I am Dauntless.
I take my place with the Dauntless born and Dauntless transfers. The boy who was behind me is named Tobias Eaton. Before he chose, he glanced into the audience and I noticed one of the Abnegation leaders named Marcus glaring back at him as if he was saying don't you dare! Tobias turned back to the bowls confidently and moved his hand to the coals. A gasp went through the crowd and everyone looked nervously at Marcus who had an angered look on his face. Tobias took his place next to me. I glanced over at him and he was staring at the ground. A transfer from Abnegation, I thought. Now that Tobias Eaton has gotten me curious.
