This is my first fanfic in a long time, as well as my first story in a long time, so excuse me if I'm a little rusty.. enjoy!~

The sunlight pours into my window, dotting the floors with a patchwork of bright yellow light. I groan and force myself up and out of bed. I guess I should explain who I am. What's happening today.

My name is Beatrice Prior. I live in District 12, home of the coal miners (as well as the poorest district). I'm an Abnegation. You know, the selfless, the ones who care about others more than themselves. The factions, (Abnegation, the selfless, Dauntless, the brave, Erudite, the intelligent, Candor, the honest, and Amity, the peaceful) used to be the only way to label us. But that was before we rebelled.

You see… Erudite had this whole plan. They thought it couldn't fail. They thought that they were so smart… Anyway, they forced the Dauntless to attack the Capitol (our oppressor and our main hate) through a serum. Soon, the attack was so intense that the other districts basically needed to join in. Even Amity, who didn't believe in any form of violence, whatsoever. Of course, the rebellion failed, was branded with the name 'The Dark Days', and we were punished.

We were split up into 12 districts, each supplying certain things for the Capitol, our oppressor. They randomly placed each family into districts, separating us from our friends and neighbors, our family the only people we knew. Maybe we would know one family in our district, two if we were lucky. District 2, masonry, was and is the most favored by the Capitol. I don't see why. Maybe it's because their tributes tend to be strong and mighty, even more so than the other Career districts (I'll explain later), Districts 1 and 4.

So, the second, bloodier, crueler consequence? They like to call it 'The Hunger Games'. It's a bloody fight to the death in an arena. One boy and one girl between the ages of 12 and 18 from each district are brought to the Capitol each year to most likely die. The only people who really have a chance? The Careers, from 1, 2, and 4, actually train for these Games, jump at the chance to volunteer, and are full of happiness when they are reaped. Maybe I'll tell you more later. But this is all you need to know for now.

74 years ago was the rebellion. 74 years ago it all collapsed. 74 years ago, when most of our grandparents were very young, was when the Capitol screwed everything up for everyone, gained a lot of hate, and caused us to be poorer, sadder, and angrier than ever before.

Today's the reaping, I remind myself as a wash up in the tiny excuse of a bathroom that my family shares. My home in District 12 is quite small, but better than some due to the amazing housekeeping of my mother. Her Abnegation values get her to do such things, make the entire house spotless and all.

Caleb is nowhere to be seen, but both of my parents are waiting at the dining table with solemn faces. I sit down quietly and nibble at a piece of bread. My mother sighs and sits up. 'Beatrice… Don't be afraid. There are hundreds of people in District 12 who are eligible. The chance that you will be reaped is quite small.'

But I see in her eyes that she is lying. She knows something. But I don't push her to tell me more, to ask her about what she knows, any secrets she hasn't bothered to share with me all these years. I just nod my head slightly, finish up the bread, and trudge over to my room.

If you're an Abnegation, your clothes are grey and dull. I don't mind it too much, but… Sometimes, I think that if only I had shifted my hand a little to the side, I could be in this very same house with piercings and tattoos and black clothing… With freedom to care about myself all I want… Okay. You must be wondering, why would I think about joining Dauntless after 6 years?

You see, during the aptitude test, I received "inconclusive" results. Which meant that I was, and am, Divergent. The Dauntless who administered the test, Tori, told me that it was a very dangerous thing. She entered that I got Abnegation into the system, so I told everyone that I was Abnegation, too. My aptitude was split between Erudite, Abnegation, and Dauntless. I knew that I couldn't choose Erudite, they were stuck-up and hated all of us Abnegations, or 'Stiff's. But Dauntless… I nearly chose it. During the small District 12 choosing ceremony when I was 10 years old, I nearly dripped my blood over the hot, burning coals. But at the last second… I jerked my hand away and let it flow over the flat, grey stones. The symbol of Abnegation, home of the selfless.

I don't have time to dwell on this, any of this. I pull on a grey T-shirt and sweater, as well as trousers and sneakers. Then I compose myself and walk down the hall to the door. My mother stops me just as I'm about to exit.

She looks me in the eye and says, 'Beatrice, before you go, I want you to have this.' She hands me a golden pin, with a bird in the center as well as the symbols of Erudite, Abnegation, and Dauntless, forming a sort of triangle around it. I am speechless.

'What… how… how did… where… How did you know I'm…?' My last question is cut short by my mother clamping her hand over my mouth. 'You ask so many questions, Beatrice… You'll find out in time.' Then she practically shoves me out the door and on my way to the district square, where the reaping is held. My mother will be there soon. She'd never miss a reaping.

As soon as I reach the district square, a sample of my blood is taken, and I am corralled into a roped-off area. A little dizzy, I crash into the rest of the people my age as Effie Trinket taps the mic, sending a large burst of static through the square. People cringe, and she apologizes. 'Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3!' Her peppy voice calls out through the mic. Then, the ceremony begins…

How's that for chapter one? Let me know if any character is a little OoC (I know Tris was in this chapter, but as the story progresses, hopefully I'll adjust to her character) or if you'd prefer the chapters to be longer!