Divergent : Ereri style

I looked at myself in the mirror in the wall while my Mother cuts my hair. My house, like every other Abnegation home, has only one mirror hidden behind a panel in the living room. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I got to see my reflection for the first time in 2 months, since we Abnegation cut our hair every 2 months. I had shoulder-length, dark brown hair with very faint brown natural highlights, a long gray blouse with a white tee-shirt, that happened to concealed my already barely-visible mounds and covered my slightly curvaceous figure. I had regally fair, tan skin with no blemishes in sight, and a small nose with somewhat averagely plump lips, but the most stunning part of me was my eyes. One a calm, vibrant, emerald green and the other a startling shade of ocean blue. My mother says it makes me unique, that it makes me original, but my father says that it is a disgrace to not just our family, but to Abnegation as a whole.

I turn around to face her and see her sweeping the floor and my hair along with it. I stare at my mother while she is not looking. My mother with her fair and elegant tan skin, honey brown eyes, and sleek brown hair make her seem strangely alien in our sector of the city, where most families are blond and pale. My mother catches me staring and I look away.

As she closes the panel that usually conceals the mirror, I manage to steal a final glance at my reflection.

"Today's the day,"She asks.

"Yes" I reply curtly.

"Are you nervous?" She asks.

"No, I'm mortified"I reply.

" Why are you so tense?"

I'm not allowed to say why and she seems to realize this and looks away.

"All done. Do you want to talk after you come home? Just you and me?" She whispers.I try to answer but the words get stuck in my throat so I only nod. She smiles a little smile and starts for the kitchen to make breakfast when my sister and my father come down the stairs.

"Carla, are you going to be home early?" My father asks.

"Yes," My mother replies " will you be home sweetheart?"

"Indeed" says my father as the two hold hands. My sister and I stand there awkwardly, as displays of affection are quite rare and precious.

I begin to walk towards the door when my sister, Mikasa, grabs ahold of me.

"Ellen," she says monotonously " are you ready?"

I can only nod.

We walk out the door to the bus stop down the street and meet up with our friends Keith and Veronica. We greet one-another with nods and hellos as we wait with the other Abnegation scholars. When the bus arrives, we board silently until our stop at the school. On the way a tall candor man boards the bus looking for a seat. My sister immediately stands up and gives up her seat for the man. I stare at her for her selfless antics. Yet another reason why I'm not cut out for the Abnegation life-style. I lack selflessness. That gives me another reason to leave home.

Once we un-board at our school, we calmly walk inside and split according to our classes, we head to home room. As we pass by the windows leading to room 14-B, I stop and stare outside as the train passes by.

The train. The DAUNTLESS Train.

I stared in awe as the dauntless-born jumped from the moving train and took of at breakneck sprints, all the while screaming and hooting like wild animals.

Oh how I dreamed of being Dauntless. To be courage so, proud. To be wild and free without being reprimanded or looked down upon. I was daydreaming of being Dauntless when a dirty blond male bumped into me. He scowled and told me to watch were I was going. I meekly apologized and took of to my home room.

I could only dream.