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DIVERGENT (au) | tom and haz (1 of 5)

in which the reader is a leader for the transfers in dauntless and meets amity transfers tom and harrison

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Everyone seemed to judge you in your faction. You were always chastised, never being given the pleasure to be yourself.

Your faction was Candor, always known for speaking your mind and ending all your trials with, "Thank you for your Candor." You didn't fit in and you wanted to leave.

So on your Choosing Ceremony, you transfered. To Dauntless. Since you didn't really follow Candor's rules, you were know to lie almost all the time and be fearless around your people.

So being in Dauntless wasn't so difficult. You were at the top ranks in the end and chose to become a leader for the transfers, denying the highest leadership position. Your rival, Rita, was second in ranks, and she took the leadership position.

You've been a leader for the transfers when you got an interesting group.

6 transfers from Candor
4 from Erudite.
None from Abnegation and
2 from Amity.

The first and second to jump were the two boys from Amity. Surprising you, seeing as you've never had Amity transfers before.

With your hands on the net, you pulled it back, as they dropped down next to you.

The rest of the transfers and Dauntless-Born came down and you split up the group. Dauntless-Born left with Marcy and transfers stayed with you. Yours was a small group, 12 transfers.

"I mostly work as a tattoo artist, but for the next few months, I will be your leader and instructor. My name is Y/n."

Everyone followed behind as you gave them a tour of the place, before dropping them off at their sleeping quarters. You could feel their confused stares behind you as they looked around their living stations.

"Is this guys only or-" You turned, seeing a girl from Candor ask.

"Nope. Guys and girls. Candor, this should make you feel at home, right? All out in the open." Without another word, you left their quarters and headed back to your studio, changing into a black leather jacket and jeans, black Converse on your feet. Afterwards, you left to the dining room, seeing all the transfers already there.

Taking a seat next to the two Amity boys, their gaze lingering on you before they resumed their conversation with the group. They took in your appearance, eating at the same time and exchanging similar glances.

"So, why did you guys leave?"

They stopped talking and turned to you, before, one by one, they explained.

Then, the two Amity boys answered.

"I don't fit in."

"I needed the thrill."

With a nod, you smiled before they introduced themselves.

"Oh, I'm Tom, by the way."

"Harrison."

All of you continued your small talk before it was time for them to head to bed.