Blood on the Coals

by Nimbus3001

Elizabeth Langley is an ordinary Amity girl, until she spills her blood on the coals, carrying with her a deadly secret that has never been heard of or even imagined before. Her trainers are Four and Six (Tris). What will the initiation be like this year? And who really is the mysterious, mean Stiff transfer that pretends to be weak to be Four and Six's favourite initiate?

6. Chapter 6: Deciding

"So, what did you get?" Daphne asks eagerly as we walk home to school. We practically live right next to each other.

"We're not supposed to tell, remember?" I say.

"Oh, no, of course not, sorry," Daphne giggles. "You know, the person who was administering my test, her name is Daphne too! She is from Abnegation. Her hair was in an uncomfortable looking bun. But it looks pretty though! I wonder why all Abnegation have buns."

"They believe buns do not show off their prettiness, therefore selfless," I say with no emotion.

"Really? I believe they are really pretty though!" Daphne says.

"Yeah…" I say, zoning out. Daphne probably got Amity. Of course she did. I cannot imagine her in anywhere else other than Amity. I sigh. Once I transfer, I will miss her. She will probably hate me on the inside, even though Amity are not supposed to hate.

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"Good afternoon, darling," my mother calls.

"Hello, mother," I say.

"How has your day been?"

"Good thanks."

"Oh no, your clothes stink!" she laughs. "It's probably the chair they use to do the tests. Change quickly, I'll wash them for you."

She doesn't ask about my result for the test, because she knows we're not supposed to tell. As she so diligently washes my clothes, I feel guilty for wanting to betray her and leave her. How will she feel if I transfer?

I go up to my room and think about it. I know I will transfer for sure. Even though I love Amity and its kindness, I feel as if I am in a cage, and that I am not free. I am also a rebel, and they don't belong in Amity.

Two hours later I walk down to have dinner. My father had returned from work. He doesn't ask about my test either. We sit together as a family, chatting happily and munching on my mother's delicious meal, probably for the very last time.

When I go upstairs to go to sleep, I have tears in my eyes. I do not want to leave them. I do not want to leave all my childhood memories, friends, and family behind. But on the other hand, I am excited. I want to break out of my cage, and explore the unknown. I want to be free.