Beatrice Prior wakes up in her plain Abnegation bedroom as if it was any other day. But it's not a normal day. For Beatrice Prior has lived her worst nightmare in her dream the night before. She had gone through the Choosing Ceremony, went through D...
I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn't some sinister force dragging me toward death.
This time I know it's my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms
And I go gladly into her embrace.
Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here?
I want to be.
I can.
I believe it.
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I shoot up in my bed and frantically look around me to check my surroundings. I am in my small plain bedroom, in my house in Abnegation. Today is when I go through my Aptitude Test and tomorrow is the Choosing Ceremony. I take a few deep breaths and smooth my hands over my hair, trying to process what I had just seen and what was really real.
"Don't be silly, Beatrice. You are not Divergent, Abnegation is going to be fine, your friends and family aren't going to die. You are not going to die. Everything is fine," I recite to myself. I push the dream to the back of my head and I get up, beginning to prepare for the day.
I get off the bus with Caleb right behind me and we walk inside the school for higher levels to go to our classes. I scan the crowd and I lock eyes with a blond-haired boy from Erudite. I blink and I see the boy - but this time with blank, lifeless eyes - walking towards me with a gun aimed at my head. I feel my finger slipping over the trigger of my own gun. I hear my voice, sounding foreign to my own ears, calling his name, begging him to see sense and stop this.
"Will..." I mutter under my breath. Then he is called by his friend and he turns away, breaking our staring contest. I wipe my hands on my loose gray robe, getting the sweat off. I don't know what that dream was, but it is leaking too much into my real life. I shake my head and focus on getting through the school day...
"Beatrice Prior," a Dauntless woman calls out my name, gesturing for me to enter the testing room. I go in to see mirrors lining the walls and the same Dauntless woman from my dream there to administer my test. Tori. Tori Wu.
"Sit down," Tori says and I sit down on the chair in the middle of the room.
"A hawk? Why?" I ask her after seeing her tattoo, fearing that I know what the answer is.
"A curious Abnegation? That's a first... In some cultures hawks represent light. Back when I got this, I was afraid of the dark and so I thought if I had the symbol of light always on me, I had nothing to be afraid of. Now it reminds me of a fear I've overcome," Tori says, scarily similar to the dream I had.
I'm really starting to freak out now. But this can be pure coincidence. I may not be divergent. The man named Four may not even exist, he may not be Tobias Eaton if he does exist. My parents may not die. There is no reason to panic yet. But I will definitely remember this dream. Just in case.
"Drink this," Tori says and I am pulled back into reality. I drink the contents of the small glass and close my eyes, prepared to enter the test.
