Different

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It’s been a year since the factions returned to normal, with the exception of the factionless officially become its own faction. The council is now made up of one representative from each faction. My name is a secret but I’m in Erudite and tomorrow is my choosing ceremony.

I’m nervous and my hands are sweaty. I know where I’m going but I’m still nervous about what will happen. Even though divergence is accepted the strength of divergence is growing and people are starting to fear it again. So all divergence is hidden including mine. But that is not what I’m scared of either. When I am called to choose my new faction, they will say my real name. That is what I’m scared of.

My alarm goes off. My whole body tenses. Today is the day. I walk to my dressing table and look at the mirror. I’m smaller than most girls my age and I’m quite skinny too. My brown hair flows halfway down my back in long chocolate waves. I throw on my jeans and a blue shirt. Once I’m happy with my appearance I prepare to leave.

Once I arrive, they show me to my seat out the front. Once the ceremony starts they call out the names one by one. With each name my body tenses.  Bethany Haunt, Freya Moon, Samantha Binge. Then the moment I dreaded. Elizabeth Mathews. The room burst into whispers. They know that name. They know who my mum is because everyone knows Jeanine Mathews. I slowly made my way to the front without looking at anyone. My whole body shook as I fumbled for the knife. I slowly drag the dagger across my hand, drawing blood. I gaze at the bowls, the plain stones for Abnegation, the soil for Amity, the glass for Candor, the water for Erudite and the hot coals for Dauntless. I hold my hand out and close my eyes. I hear the sound of my blood on the hot coals. Dauntless.

I make my way towards the people wearing black. No one claps. No detests. The room is silent. I look around seeing both looks of hate and sympathy. When the ceremony ends the factions go their separate ways and I don’t even look back that life is behind me. Now all I have to do is to forget. How hard can that be? As we hit the street the dauntless head straight for the posts that support the train tracks. It’s time to test how dauntless I am. All of the transfers are all hesitate. Except me.