Choosing Ceremony

This is the choosing ceremony of Tris, but from the point of view of someone else.


1. Choosing Ceremony

Living in Candor is an awful experience. I don't understand why anyone would want to be here. I seek adventure and adrenaline and the feeling of weightlessness as I fly through the air off of a train. I was made for Dauntless. I smile as I look around me. Hundreds of people from all of the factions are gathered here in one single room. The room where I finally break away and find the freedom I've been looking for my whole life.

The room is shaped in a semicircle on the round part of the auditorium seats around 150 per each of the five sections to separate the five factions. Almost all of the seats have been taken. I realize how different we all are. There's a section of gray, blue, red and yellow, black and white, and black. Black. Black is where I belong. 

In the middle of the auditorium is a large stage where Marcus Eaton stands. There are five large bowls in the center, each one representing a different faction. They are filled with water, glass, coals, stones, and earth. I can hear names being called, but I'm not paying attention. One by one, the line gets shorter until I hear my name.

"Peter Hayes."

Here's where I decide my life. Here's where the adventure begins.

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