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Ch.1- Katie's POV
I wake up, as always, to the smell of warm bread cooking in the oven. I feel nervous, and I can't quite remember why. Then I look at the floral calendar that hangs beside my quilted bed. The date is circled in bright red pen. Scrawled in a black sharpie over the date are the words Choosing Ceremony. Now I remember why I'm nervous. I peer out the window in my room in the Amity compound. For the last time, I think. Because after today, I won't be Amity. After today, I will have given up my last name, Roseburrow, forever. After today, I will be Dauntless.
I walk into breakfast and my parents smile at me. My family is the perfect symbol of happiness. My older brother Mark and my dad work in the fields, my mom bakes, my twin little sisters, Emelia and LeeAnn try to help her bake, and only make a big mess, but then there is me, and my older sister Lauren. The two of us never fit in. Three years ago, Lauren transferred to Candor. But I could never be Candor. When I was younger, I would always turn a game of tag into tackle, or catch into dodge ball. So I wasn't surprised when my aptitude test told me Dauntless; that just confirmed my suspicions.
"Katie honey, do you want me to do your hair?" my mom asks after breakfast. I think she knows I'm going to transfer, and she is trying to spend as much time with me as possible. So I let her fashion my blond hair into an elaborate style that accents my blue eyes. I also walk with her down to the ceremony, and I wait until the last possible second to say goodbye to all of them. Hugging Emelia brings tears to my eyes, but I keep going. If I am going to be Dauntless, I cannot let emotions stand in my way.
Ch. 2- Lexi's POV
When my mom yells "Lexi! Get down here now!" I almost stab my dark eye out with the black eyeliner I have been using. I roll my eyes. Excuse me for wanting to look nice the day of the Choosing Ceremony. I never thought there would be any controversy about my results, but I got something scary-sounding called Divergent. I had equal aptitude for erudite, Candor, and Dauntless. But I'm still not worried. I'll pick Dauntless. My best friend, Natasha, wouldn't tell me her result, but she has always been a rule follower (for a Dauntless) so I didn't pay that much thought. Since we were practically in the womb, we have been planning to stay in Dauntless together.
My mom yells again, so I yank on a stretchy pair of black pants, a tight black shirt, and fasten my favorite pairs of earrings. Silver loops on my bottom piercing, diamond studs on the top one. Finishing the look with high black boots, I finally head downstairs, where my mom is glaring at me. Once she finishes scolding me for being so late to breakfast, (my pancakes are cold; big whoop) her expression softens and she smiles at me. "Just make the right choice today honey, okay?" she says. I don't know why she is worried. I've never even considered changing factions. Not since the time my older brother Rob set a swarm of frogs loose in my bed and I yelled at him,
"I'm going to be a faction transfer just to get away from you!" but I wasn't really serious.
We set off, my mom, Rob and I, to the Hub. Since my dad died in an accident by the chasm, it's just been the three of us. I hope my dad would be proud of my choice.
Ch. 3- Melissa's POV
My dad beams at me as I come down the stairs, dressed in a formal black and white dress. "Are you nervous?" he asks, and I'm not sure what to say. I'm not nervous about making my choice, but I am nervous about what his reaction will be when he finds out I'm transferring to Dauntless. My three older brothers, Alex, Marc, and Sam, all went to Amity, the rival faction of Candor. At least the Dauntless get along with the Candor better than Amity.
So instead of lying and being asked why, I just smile, straiten my dark brown, curly ponytail, and head to breakfast. After some eggs, my parents and I ride to the Hub. As usual, we are among the first ones there, so they get a front row seat. All the better for them to see me betray them right up front. I line up next to an Erudite boy whose name I don't know, and a Dauntless girl named Lexi. I don't like Lexi, and I've told her so, but hopefully not all the Dauntless are like her. When Amity's representative mounts the stage, I take a deep breath and begin to envision my soon- to- be life as a Dauntless.
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