Before I present you with another chapter, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for not updating. I've been focusing on my other story, Two Girls and I had no more ideas for this story. If you want, (it would be greatly appreciated) you can give me ideas for coming chapters. Here is a short chapter, and it's based on Belle's time in abnegation. Her parents, her siblings and her test results. Enjoy!
"Isabelle! Wake up!" My little sister, Amber, shakes my shoulder throroughly. I groan and wake up, meeting her eyes right infront of my face. "I'm up!" I say, sitting up and getting up out of bed. The sun blares through the small windows, my room clean and simple with only a desk with a shelf half-filled with textbooks and books. On top of my desk sits some work from school. My bed is single, with white sheets and a grey blanket. My closet has grey clothes, my faction's dress wear. Other than that, my room is clean, spotless and bright. It's small, but it does the job. "You have your aptitude test today." I shiver. I completely forgot, even though I fell asleep last night crying because I didn't want to leave my family. I've always been so connected to them, to my mother and father, and to my sister. "Okay." My sister leaves the room in a hurry, and I collect my clothes and put on layers. Grey and simple. I fix my hair, which is pulled into a bun.
"Good morning Isabelle." My mother is in the kitchen, making breakfast. She then hands me a bowel and tells me to help myself to what she's made. I take some things and go to the dining table, sitting down across from my father. "Aptitude test day." He says, his brown hair cut short and combed neatly, his eyes bright as he looks at me and eats his food. My sister sits down next to me. "Yes." I eat, and so does my sister. "Are you ready for it?" My mother says as she comes to sit down last. I'm not ready for it, but I say "Yes." and eat again. "I'm sure you'll do fine. We all know where you belong. I cringe. My parents always say that. "We know where you belong, Isabelle." They always meant with them, in abnegation, helping out people. I agree. I belong here. Or maybe I don't.
My sister and I clean up. She's only eleven, and I hate to leave her if I do. If I don't, I'll still see her. But what if she leaves when it's her turn? I don't think about it, and I clean up my plate and cutlery. My mother fixes my hair afterwards, clips on my watch around my wrist and fixes my clothing. It covers me right from the chest to the ankles. I feel hot and stuffy. "Don't be nervous, you'll do well." She brushes down my hair, I watch my mother, wondering whether her mother told her the same thing.
I leave the house. My dad is off to work, my mother takes care of Amber. I go straight ahead to the building, where all the sixteen year olds are heading. It's noisy. Once I get there huge lines of factions are in place, Amity, Candor, Erudite, Abnegation and Dauntless. People are bundled up together, talking and some are nervous. I take a spot behind an Abnegation member, and I realise I was probably a little bit late. We all go inside the building and listen to a boring speech on why we have factions and that we are able to pick any of the five factions, basically the speech is telling us everything we know, well at least I know. My mother told me everything when I was fourteen.
They take a bunch of abnegations in first, and I'm one of them. I go into a room, with a Erudite lady standing by a machine. The walls are mirrors. I flinch at my reflection, my bright blue eyes and brown hair standing out. "Sit down." The lady instructs. I do as she says. I sit down on the chair and she hands me some sort of liquid. "Drink." I do so, and drink it all. I'm transformed from the chair to standing up. My reflection is infront of me, and the lady, chair and machine is gone. Me. Hundreds of me doing the same thing I do. Then it's changed. There's a me standing infront of me. "Choose." I look around, knive or meat. I think for a second and then run to pick the knife, hoping it will help for something. A dog appears infront of me. I gasp, I'm supposed to kill the dog? The poor dog? It changes dramatically into a hungry beast. It runs at me, jumps ontop of me, I struggle as it tries to bite me. I stab the knife into the dog, I wince and it falls and I'm back in the chair of the brightly-lit room. I adjust my eyes.
"Dauntless."
What?
"Huh?" I say. "Dauntless. That is your result." The lady looks at me, and I nod. An abnegation transferring to dauntless? It's rare. The last person to do it was Beatrice Prior. I shiver, getting up from my seat and I'm led out of the room. They let us leave to our families. later.
That night, I stay in bed, thinking of which faction I'll choose. Dauntless or Abnegation. Stay with my family or abandon them. Abandon my sister, who may leave me later. I cry, and then I fall asleep.