Fire with fire

Fire with fire

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COMPLETED! She didn't have place in this world, she didn't belong to anywhere or anyone until one day she happened to take a first step towards the change. And then nothing was the same. *** I added some music in the media of almost every chapter. I hope you like it. Happy reading! Here are some of the roles: (feel free to suggest someone :) ) Octavia Blake as Jamie Eric as himself Keegan Connor Tracy as nurse Nadia Four as himself Tris as herself Max- Idris Elba Andrew- Emma-Margot Robbie Jeremy- Erin- Sarah- Lily- Evelin- Martin- Dan Feuerriegel Ethan Coulter- Alex Høgh Andersen
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{BOOK ONE} There are five factions. Each had their own reasoning for thinking why the war had happened. Dauntless; cowardice and fear. They strive to be brave, fearless. Erudite; ignorance. They strive for intellect, to be smart and curious. Candor; deception. They strive to be honest. Amity; they blamed the war itself along with fighting. They strive to be kind, forgiving, peaceful. Abnegation; selfishness. So they strive to be selfless. Dauntless are our police. Erudite are our teachers. Candor is the law. Amity are the farmers. And Abnegation are our government. I would sit on the ground everyday, wearing my yellow dress with black sandals. Wasn't the best thing for me. Dresses made my shoulders to broad, especially the flowing ones. When I was home alone, or with my mother, I would wear I tight black shirt and white shorts. No one would really approve, mostly because they were Candor colours along with the fact it's not... welcoming enough. I never understood Amity, not because of the kindness and the peacefulness; well, mostly the peacefulness. Whenever it should come down to defending ourselves or walking away. We walked away. It confused me. Maybe I wasn't Amity enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't kind enough. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't belong here. So where do I belong? A/N : First chapter is a little sketchy but that is the case with all of my books. I promise it does get a lot better afterwards Start: Feb 06 2021 End: Dec 15 2021

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