Chapter two.
Tris POV
Yesterday was my aptitude test, I have three aptitudes! I know I'm going to choose Dauntless though, and that's where Uriah's going too. Today is the Choosing Ceremony, and I can't wait to get out of here. My only worry is my mother, I don't want my dad to take his anger out on her if I leave. I must look conflicted because my mom asks me, "What's wrong?" I look up into the mirror where she is cutting my hair and smile, pretending that nothing is wrong.
"Nothing, Mom." I say as smoothly as I can.
"Maybe you should choose Candor this afternoon, because you are a terrible liar, Beatrice." She replies. My mother always did know when I was upset about something.
"I'm just nervous about the ceremony," which is partially true, I am, but I'm more worried about what will happen to my mom.
"Beatrice, I love you. Your father loves you, no matter what." I almost laugh out loud, Dad? Love me? Never. She must know I'm switching factions, though. Otherwise she wouldn't feel the need to say that. I must have given it away by saying I was nervous, I wouldn't be nervous if I were going to stay in my faction. I begin to notice my Erudite side kicking in after that thought. Not really a thought, more of an analysis, I suppose it could be useful sometimes, though.
I really don't understand why divergence is a bad thing. I think it's a good thing to be brave, and smart, and selfless. Not to some people though.
"Time to go, Beatrice." Says my mother as she closes the mirror. That might have just been the very last time she will cut my hair.
"Alright." I say and I get up. I flatten out my skirt even though it's not really wrinkled, and walk into the kitchen to meet my brother and father before heading to the ceremony.
"Caleb Prior." Marcus calls. Caleb squeezes my hand and let's go to walk up on the stage. He looks perfect, I know he will choose Abnegation, at least my parents will have one child left.
To my surprise, he turns away from the stones, and drizzles his blood over the water, turning it a deeper shade of red. No! No! How can this be happening? My perfect Abnegation brother, turned Erudite? I'm snapped out of my confusion and anger as my name is called, though.
"Beatrice Prior."
I walk up to the stage and look back at Uriah, he was only a few people away from me in line because our last names are so close together. He smiles and I give him a poker faced glance. I don't really know how to express all of my emotions in one look right now, so I decide not to show any of them.
As I take the knife from Marcuse and cut my hand I try not to think about the pain. To my surprise, I don't wince. Only the Dauntless don't wince when they cut themselves...I don't think, I just choose. And recent events tell me to choose Dauntless. So, I walk over to the coals and let two drops of blood fall onto them. I look back at Uriah and this time, I smile. I can't remember the last time I hade that expression on my face.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update soon, but I have a trip coming up so I might not be able to. The next chapter will start with her getting pulled out of the net by "Four". If you can't tell now, she and Uri are kind of attracted to each other but have been friends for so long that they don't even really notice. Thank you for all of you who review! And all of the favs and follows too! If I don't get those I won't have any motivation so If you like my story let me know! It really helps! If your an author you should understand this. I try and review as much as possible to the authors I follow, so thank you soooooo much if you did!