The Years Before my Choice

by Soccerpup17

I wear the clothes of Abnegation. I have the mind of an Erudite. I can be brave like the Dauntless. I can fight like Dauntless. I have trained for Dauntless with a friend until he left. I will meet him there later and he will wait for me. Or at that's what he told me. I don't belong in Abnegation or a Erudite. But to me, Dauntless is free. Whether he is there not, I will transfer.

1. Chapter 1

Heres my next story, The a Years Before My Choice. All rights go to Veronica Roth. Thanks, Asher.

Chapter 1

6 years ago

I am scolded once again for not helping like I should. I know I should do it, but it doesn't come as naturally as it does for Caleb. It is not the first thing that comes to mind when the time comes. I'm always busy thinking to recognize what is in front of me. So as I walk up to my room, as I was sent to bed, I hear a thump outside. I enter the door of my room and look out the window, being the curious child I am. I open the window and stick my head out to get a better look but still see nothing. I climb from the window of my room outside to the roof. It is flat and there is a ledge on all sides to I do not fall. All of the house in Abnegation look the same because it is considered selfish to have different. I don't agree at all. You can be selfless and yourself at the same time. That is why I hide stuff in my room where no one else can see it.

As I stand on the roof, I notice someone walking away from the Abnegation sector and toward the Dauntless sector. As always the curiosity in me makes me follow him. My mom always tells me a quote from a long time ago. Curiosity killed the cat. I asked Caleb about it and he looked it up in one of his fancy books. And there the quote was. But my mother never told me the second part. Probably so I would stay out of her business. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. I jump off the roof and land bending me knees so I don't land hard. I roll to ease the landing more and I follow him quietly so he won't see me. I stay a good 10 feet behind so he doesn't hear me.

I keep walking behind him and he suddenly stops. I freeze hoping he didn't hear me, but soon let out a breath when he walks over to the left near a wall. I look behind the wall and wooden targets. He pulls out a knife from his pocket and throws it at the board. He almost hit the center. I stand there watching him until he hits the bullseye on his fourth try. I build up as much courage as I can and I walk over to him. I think of something to say but I can't think. I mean, what do you say to a guy you've been following?

"Hey, what are you doing?" I ask even though I know he's throwing knives. He looks at me startled until he sees it me and not someone else. I assume a dauntless member.

"Throwing knives. It helps clear my head. What's your name?" He says.

"Beatrice. Can I try? I've always wanted to learn." I ask with hope in my voice.

"I guess. I'm Tobias by the way. Your Prior right?" I nod. "My dad works with your dad. Marcus."

"Oh, your Tobias Eaton." He hands me a knife and nods his head.

He stands behind me and puts my hands in each of his showing me the movement and how to hold the knife. "I assume you know about the basics like what it looks like because you were watching me." He smirks and I'm just embarrassed. "How old are you anyway?"

"Ten." I say.

"Cool, I'm twelve." He says.

I throw the knife with his hand still holding mine. So technically he threw the knife. It hits a little to the left of the center. I smile. I try to do it myself after watching his stance again and it hits just inside the last ring of the target.

"That's cool for your first try."

"Thanks. I say you made dead center on your fourth try."

"Yeah."

We go back to throwing knives and enjoying each other's company. By the sixth throw I hit dead center. He high fives me and I feel as though I have someone who is proud at me, even if it's for just a moment. We talk about stupid things. I'm finally able to be myself around someone. Someone who happens to get me. We both aren't selfless enough for Abnegation. He says he's hoping to transfer to Dauntless when the time comes. I've never really thought about it. But with this knife in my hand, I couldn't think of anything else I'd rather do. So I agree with him knowing that's what I want to do to.

"Want to come every night at 8:00? We can sneak out and walk here together and then train so we can be the best transfers they'll have. I can also show you other stuff too." He asks me.

"I'd love to. Sounds like fun." We walk back to our houses but I stop before we enter the Abnegation sector. I just look at him.

"What?" He says.

"Where did you get the knives anyways?" I ask smiling.

"I met a guy named Zeke. I knew I wanted to start training so I waited until he was alone after school. I asked him about his knives and he showed me what to do. He knew right away I wanted to learn so the next day he got me a case of ten knives and showed me a good place to learn. He helped me fight and I came up with my own stuff so we practiced together. Then I started coming every night by myself because he almost got caught. He'll come sometimes to see how I'm doing but rarely." He says.

"That's cool. Maybe I'll meet him." I say.

"Maybe you will." And with that we walk home and I climb into room and under the covers of my bed falling fast to sleep.