Four x reader (Divergent)

{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