6A/N: thanks for the reviews I actually got 2 in less then 12 hours ;) so here is more! Remember to write more if you like it so far! Also feel free to PM me with ideas! Anyway here's chapter 2, enjoy! ;)
Just as I'm stepping into the car I see the family next door leaving their house. I think they're the Priors but I'm not sure. They have a daughter who I think is 2 years younger then me. She's really beautiful in an Abegnation way, but we probably will never be together.
About half an hour later, we arrive at the choosing ceremony. I see that the elevator is crowded, and my dad makes us take the stairs. On the last landing, I'm out of breath (surprisingly my dad isn't, but he's probably used to this by now). Just before we walk out, my dad shoves me into the wall.
"That's so you remember what choice is right," he says. I may know what choice is right, I just won't choose it.
As we are walking to take our seats, my dad asks me,
"Son, tell me what your aptitude test result is," he asks quietly. We aren't supposed to talk about this stuff, but my dad is a rule-breaker anyway.
My supervisor for the aptitude test told me to never tell anyone my aptitude test results.
"I know" I had said.
"Yes, but especially not you," she whispered to me.
"Why?"
"Because the results were inconclusive. They call it divergent. You had a result of two factions, Dauntless and Abegnation. Trust me when I say never tell anyone. They will hunt you down and kill you if they find out. I'll keep it hidden as best I can, but be careful."
I find my seat just as the Erudite representative starts talking. I don't really pay attention. I'm really nervous. All these people.
But no. Today is the day I leave all the pain behind. My aptitude says I had a result for Abegnation and Dauntless. Abegnation is out of the question, so Dauntless it is. My dad thinks I'm choosing Abegnation. He thinks that's what I had an aptitude for.
"Tobias Eaton." I hear the lady, Jeanine Mathews call. I slowly walk up, shaking so hard. I clench my fists as if that will stop the shaking. It helps but doesn't completely subside.
I take the knife. We are supposed to cut our hand and spill our blood into the bowls of the faction we choose. The bowls are man-sized. I could fit in one. Their are coals for dauntless, grey stones for Abegnation, glass for Candor, earth for Amity and water for Erudite.
I slowly cut my had, just enough to draw blood. I look at my dad. He is smiling menacingly. I don't know why I'm so scared. Maybe it's my dad? But then I remember that once I choose, all the pain will be over. I hover my hand over the Dauntless coals, and my blood drips in.
I hear screams and yells coming from a group, probably the Dauntless. I don't know though, because all I'm doing is staring at the Abegnation. Gasps come from them. That girl next door, I think I remember her name now. Beatrice Prior I'm pretty sure. The name doesn't seem fitting for her. I hope she joins me in Dauntless.
All she does is stare and smile. I like that smile. Like she knows and likes what I've done, but doesn't know why. But she likes it.
All I do though is stare at my dad. He looks the angriest I've ever seen him. No-one to beat up anymore. I smile at him, and see him, just a ball of rage sitting there. I'm glad I chose Dauntless.