Hi everyone! This is my first fan fiction, and I'm getting use to the site. So if you have any advise of the story or how to use stuff, please write a review. Enjoy!
Reagan POV It was the day. The day where I choose where to go for the rest of my life. Stay here, with the smart, or go where I belong. Where that is, I don't know. But I will choose right. I can feel it. "Reagan, wake up! It's time!" My brother yells. "Shut it Mike!" I yell. "I'm coming." I crawl out of bed and get in the normal Erudite wear. I walk downstairs and prepare some oatmeal. "Sometimes, your such an Abnegation." My sister Cara snorts. "You never know. Maybe I'll go there." I reply. I know I won't though. Mike won't either. "C'mon Mike. We don't want to be late." I yell. Will walks downstairs, his hair spiked up as usual. "K. Let's go."
"God, I'm nervous." Mike mutters. "I know, me too." I reply. He puts his arm around me and I lay my head on his shoulder. I keep telling myself it's gonna me ok. It's gonna be ok. But what if it's not? What if I choose wrong? I don't know. The test said I was Amity, but I don't believe it. I'm too feisty. I can't live my life like there's not a care in the world. Cause there is. "We're here Reag," I hear him say.
I look up. Well, time to get inside. It seems like a million names are called until I hear, "Michel Krowly." Mike nervously walks up to the bowls. He takes the knife and slits his palm. His blood lands in, Candor. WHAT!? My lying, cheating, brother chooses Candor. I don't have too much time to think because I hear "Reagan Krowly." I walk up to the bowls with purpose, to get this over with. I look at the Erudite bowl, then the Dauntless bowl. I am not smart enough to be here. I am not kind. I am brave. I slice my palm and shove it over the Dauntless bowl. The Dauntless scream and shout and I run over to them. I then pay attention to the names. "Beatrice Prior." The girl in gray walks over to the bowls and then with a lot of thought, chooses Dauntless. She walks over beside me and I wave. I hope we can be friends. She waves and smiles. Beatrice POV I look over at this Reagan girl and hope we can be friends. She seems nice. As we finish the names, the Dauntless begin to run up to the train. Reagan looks over at me and shrugs. She runs, wild and free like the Dauntless. I run after her whooping like an idiot. We run over to the train, whooping all the way. Reagan jumps in and pulls me over. "You ok?" She asks. "Yeah," I reply. "I'm Beatrice." "Reagan. A stiff in Dauntless?" "Yep." I pause. "Erudite?" "Yea. My brother switched to Candor." We paused, then the kids started to jump.
I know it's short, sorry. I just started to make it. Next chapter coming soon!
-RayRay