Different in the Same Ways

Free

    Hey guys it's Tay! So, this book is a little something my BFF ShararaFaisal and I are working on. She has her own version of this story based on Scar's point of view. Sorry if it takes long for me to update I don't have all the time in the world! Anyway please leave any advice you have to improve my story  and sorry if they're a bit long or short or whatever. And so there's no confusion the italics means she's speaking to herself in her mind. Like, you can think but there are those moments when you mentally talk to yourselves. Thxs and ENJOY!

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     Blue; symbolizes intelligence and wisdom. I'm surrounded by it. Sure intelligence is nice at times but too much of it tends to get on my nerves. I took a moment to look around my bedroom. Everything is blue. Mostly a royal or baby blue. My mom chose these color's.

     Blue describes my mother perfectly, she to values knowledge, power, integrity and seriousness. Meaning she doesn't like to fool around and likes to be in charge of everything. Education and intelligence are the most important things in the world to her. My dad is really smart as well, only he's not as dedicated to it as my mom. Although I may be a bit clever and naturally curious doesn't mean that I'm meant to be Erudite. We have all these stupid rules and are known for looking down at the other factions just because we're smarter. Not to mention that as an initiate, if you fail the test you become factionless. I don't feel like becoming factionless. 

     A very sudden and rather loud thump woke me from my thoughts. Unsure, I looked up.

     "Ellie Stunning!" mother cried," Quit your foolish daydreaming and finish your studying! We have an hour till the ceremony and it best not be wasted!" She spoke between pants while jogging in place. I think she's a bit of a fitness nut though no one seems to agree but my dad, Michael and my brother, Chris. He's 17 now and he stayed with Erudite. He's quite proud of it as well. 

     Chris looks like my dad,. They both have his soft blue eyes and light brown hair that looks gold in the sunlight. Chris a bit lean yet muscular while I look more like my mom, Janette. We both have dark, curling brown hair and a scripulant body shape. While she has chocolate brown eyes I have emerald green. I'm much paler as well and I have a few light freckles, barley visible on my nose.

     I watched as she turned and jogged away. Lazily I pried open the heavy textbook she had dropped  onto the small nightstand beside me then took out a pencil and paper for notes. Already losing interest I allowed my thoughts to wander elsewhere. My attention turned to the wide window beside the bed I lay across. I saw a branch covered in bright green leaves blocking the window.

     Green; symbolizes growth, harmony, freshness, and fertility. To some, green represents the breaking of shackles, freedom from bondage. A mix of the calming intelligence of blue and the artistic hope of yellow. A bird swiftly landed on the branch I had been staring at and pecked at crawling ants. It's a bright orange Streak-backed Oriole. Strangely common with a mostly bright orange body except for black streaks on it's back.

     Orange; symbolizes, joy, sunshine, fascination, happiness, creativity and determination. A mix of the happiness of yellow and the energy of red.

     Green and orange, an unusual pair. One calm and collected, friendly and wise. The other burns with enthusiasm and passion, strength and power. Both scream freedom. I want to be free, like the Oriole, perched high above the ground. Away from the captivating factions and all their laws. Telling you who and what to be. I want to smart and brave, kind and honest and selfless. I don't want to be just one. Luckily the aptitude test didn't work on me. The test failed. It told me I am Erudite, Dauntless and Amity. I am Divergent. Smart, brave and kind. I can't be categorized and I can't be controlled. I am dangerous and I am in danger. I know I cannot tell anyone. No matter how trustworthy or friendly they may seem. You never know what happens behind closed doors. I have a lot of questions that need to be answered. I tried hacking into the files for the Divergent but, the important information must be somewhere else. Like, what happens to the Divergent? What does being Divergent mean? Why are we so dangerous? I could go on and on but the most important question right now is, "Which faction do I choose?"