What?!?

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I yawn and stretch my back, I feel a smashing headache as I get up.

I look around and have no idea where the hell I am.

I look in the mirror and see I'm wearing blue, that signals erudite, why am I in erudite?

Was everything I was thinking an hour ago a dream or reality? is this a dream? or am I actually hear?

My head burns with questions as I pinch my arm to see if I'm literally in this weird room or asleep somewhere.

"Miss?" I hear a knock at the door.

I take off my blue cardigan leaving me wearing a blue skirt and a white top.

Where the fuck am i?

"Come in" I shout crossing my arms by the door.

"Who are you?" I ask snappily

"I'm George, I found you last night on my patrols around the area, what's your name?" He asks me.

"Where am I?" I ask looking out the window, so confused as he isn't wearing any faction colours but wearing a purple coloured t-shirt with black writing on with jeans. is he dauntless or something?

"You are in the Bureau" he says looking at me strangely.

"Where the fuck is that?" I ask holding the top of my nose as my headache gets worse.

"Are you drunk? or having a hangover or something?" this George guy asks.

I shake my head. "No" I says simply.

"Also where the fuck did I acquire! these clothes?" I ask annoyed slightly angry and on edge.

"I found you and you were wearing them" he says.

"What's going on?" I mutter headache blinding my eyesight.

"I think we should get you to a doctor" he says looking worried and confused.

He's confused!

I hear a loud knock at another door.

"Wait for one second" he says answering a front door.

"Where's the girl?" a guy asks waking in.

"Here!" I say crossing my arms and walking out.

"Hello, I'm Amar" he says simply.

I see he's wearing all black, is he dauntless? is this like a secret dauntless base? but the. Why would I be wearing blue? blue, blue for erudite.

"Do you remember your name?" he asks.

"Yes" I say warily of him.

He raises a brow thinking I'm Lying to him.

"I may not be candor but I'm telling the truth I know my name, but I don't know you so why would I share that information" I say shrugging.

"Chicago? your from Chicago?" he asks.

I nod.

"May I ask again where the hell this place is?" I ask.

"Were you erudite or something?" George asks.

"No!" I reply quickly.

"That's why in confused as to why I'm wearing blue!" I say angrily.

"What faction are you from?" George asks.

"Amity? abnegation?" Amar asks prompting me.

I laugh. "Neither, seriously I'm not a friendly druggie or a stiff thank you very much!" I say smiling.

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