I still lay in my bed, dreaming of a big hamburger, as Drake is shouting at me again, to finally get up.
Today, I'm choosing a way, my life will take for the rest of it, one decision, and my life will change.
I don't want to leave my bed, but I have to and so I'm running to the bathroom again, hurrying to get ready and moments later, we're sitting in the train to the ceremony."You still haven't told me what your test result was.", I say, but Drake ignores me. I poke his cheek,"You promised ! You have to tell me now !" He sighs and answers: „It's Candor."
I have to laugh, I didn't expect this. Everyone else in the train is silent. I wonder, what faction Drake is going to choose, but I don't even know what my choice will be.
As we enter the hall, the other factions already sat down and are now silently talking, as they hear our laud voices, they look a little scared. We take a seat and after some time, the ceremony starts and an Erudite woman in a blue dress enters the stage. Her hair short and fair, pale, ivory toned skin and a perfect figure, a narrow and detailed, beautiful jawline.
Just so you know, some Dauntless think Drake is my boyfriend but that's impossible because he's gay. I ever thought, I'm not but as I see her, I'm not sure about it anymore. I must've stared at her, because now Drake taps on my shoulder and as I turn to him he says, smiling over his whole face :"Stop staring at her, she will notice it." I slightly punch into his stomach and the woman in blue beginns to speak :
"The faction system is a living being composed of cells, all of you. And the only way it can survive and thrive is for each of you to claim your rightful place. The future belongs to those who know where they belong...When we will leave this room, you will no longer be dependence but full fledged members of our society. Faction before blood!" "Faction before blood !", Everyone repeats.
Claps erode from the seats as she has finished and then she looks at her tablet and calls out the first names of the future initates .
Still without a clue, what I should choose, I stare at her again, her eyes are focused on her tablet, lips pursed obviously deep in focus, her posture still perfectly straight and poised. As I hear her calling out my name, I feel my hands getting sweaty and I hurry down on the stage; everyone is staring at me, awaiting my choice. The blue dressed woman hands me the ceremonial knife and I can see her eyes, watery gray, boring in mine. I take a deep breath before I cut my palm. I feel a short, piercing pain going through my hand and I hold my hand over the Dauntless bowl, containing hot stones, but in the last second, before my blood drops on the stones, I pull my hand over to the water containing Erudite bowl, on the right side of the Dauntless bowl. My blood drops and the woman proclaims: „Erudite", and the Erudite representatives clap. I take a sterile plaster-strip and sit down next to an Erudite boy, now, Drake is going to choose; he cuts his palm and his blood drops onto the glass panels of the Candor bowl. "Candor" and the black and white dressed people cheer.
The rest of the ceremony I can only think of what the woman said;"The future belongs to those who know where they belong." Did I choose the right faction? In any case, it's to late for me now, I can't transfer to another anymore, I'll have to fit in or I'll become factionless, which is worse than being dead.
The Erudite are the last ones to leave the Hub. We quietly exit the building through the Erudite designated door, after taking the elevator down and we enter cars, which will bring us to the Erudite-headquarters.
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The Decision
Fanfiction~CURENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITING~ A girl that wants to fit in - a woman that needs to stand out. Everyone knows that opposites attract, but what happens after that? At the choosing ceremony, 16 year old Sephora North takes the chance for a new life w...
