emmaline my mother calls from downstairs lets go we cant be late
ugh fine mother i say i run out of my room fixing my white blazer
honey you look decent my mother says
and you look old i say the words slipping off of my tongue without hesitiation. in candor we say what we think no matter what... and no one gets too pissy if you do so.
now lets go mother says you cant be late for your aptitiude testing. you wouldnt want to be factionless
your right i say grabbing my bag from the coat rack in our foyer. i jam on my three inch heels im ready lets go.
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Factions (a divergent fanfic)
Fanfictionjoin a faction or become factionless. the choice is yours, emmaline dail.
