'You die I die too' Four x OC

Chapter 2 - The Choosing Ceremony

I slump against the train walls. What am I going to do? Why is it different for me? Why can't I be like others? I just know the Rosiela will ask me about the test today and this is one more reason why I can't tell her. 

As the train reaches Amity, I see the familiar dome and the place I've called home for the last 16 years. I have some of my best memories here. Could I stay here? Could I stay here and make a life for myself? I could but would I want to. Faction before blood. What if I have more than one faction though? What am I supposed to do then. And I'm sure I'm more peculiar with so many factions I have aptitude for. 

As the train halted to a stop, I step down onto the grass and just stan d there, memorising everything about the scene in front of me. The trees, the grass blowing in the wind, the laughter and chatter from the fields as the adults work. I can't leave without a proper goodbye and I can't leave without remembering everything about Amity because as much as I'm different, this was the place I grew up in and I can't just leave. I've decided already. I won't be staying in Amity. 

I walk around, my fingers skimming trees, grass, flowers even the glass dome of the eating hall. All my best memories come from this place so it's the least I can do to give it a proper goodbye. 

I retrace every memory, everything that I went through here. At the end of my goodbye, I reach the little flat that Rosiela and I share. It's simple and we've lived here ever since... well, it's still hard to believe.

I walk around touching everything. I even go into Rosiela's room which I haven't done in years. I just realised, after tomorrow, everything I have will be gone. I won't be staying in Amity that's for certain which means Rosiela will pick through the clothes I left behind, keeping some and then throwing the rest away. She might move in with a friend or she might opt to keep the flat. She might change. Who knows. The thing is, this won't be my home anymore. Everything I have here will be gone. 

I reach my own room and I sit down on the soft sheets. I look around. The room is simple, the wallpapers are Amity colours with in a wardrobe, a bedside table, a desk and a bookshelf. But then I see something peeking out from behind the bookshelf. I stare at it before realising with a jolt. It's my old guitar. Something I haven't touched in years.

Gingerly, I get up and pick up the instrument. I had always loved music. I could write songs too. This was a gift from when I was really little and it shows just how many years it hasn't been played. It's covered in dust and as I brush it off, I've decided to play it this one last time, after all, Rosiela will probably get rid of it after I leave. But I hope she won't. I hope she has some sort of sentimental memory from when we were children. I hope she remembers that she used to play lullabies on it. 

As I thought of lullabies, I remember that one song she used to sing all the time. As I'm tuning it, I relive the time when I was in bed hearing her strum the guitar and sing it. Why not. I remember the whole thing as clear as day.

(start playing Never Grow Up by Taylor Swift)

Your little hand's wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreamin'
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have honey
If you could stay like that

Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up
Don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
I won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heart
And no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up
Never grow up

You're in the car on the way to the movies
And you're mortified your mom's droppin' you off
At fourteen, there's just so much you can't do
And you can't wait to move out someday and call your own shots
But don't make her drop you off around the block
Remember that she's gettin' older too
And don't lose the way that you dance
Around in your PJs getting ready for school