A/N: Hey there pansycakes ;) This is a new story, I wrote. I'm still on writer's block for the divergent high story, sorry about that but I promise to update soon. Until then, enjoy this new story and please feel free to comment some constructive feedback, vote etc. I would really appreciate it if you could as that would keep me motivated!
This is in Abnegation!
Tris's POV
I am now sitting by a tree drawing. I love drawing so much, even if I am Abnegation, I like to draw, and I know I shouldn't, but I am a girl who doesn't listen to rules very much.
I am 13 years old and I live with my parents Andrew and Natalie Prior. I have a brother named Caleb, and I go to school at the Hub. I don't really have any friends except Susan and Robert - who are my neighbours - but it's okay since I love going to my hiding spot to draw, which is where I am now.
My mother and I are really close. She understands me better than anyone does. She knows I draw and she knows I don't fit in here in Abnegation. Oh right, my name. Well, if anyone was wondering what my name is, it's Beatrice Prior, if you really don't care, well, I guess that's your problem.
In Abnegation everyone is selfless, which I can't be. Where I live, we have 5 different factions + 1, you could say. We have Amity - they are kind, then you have Candor - they are the people who tell the truth, then you have Erudite - they are the smart once, and I think Caleb will choose Erudite at his Choosing Ceremony, then there is Dauntless -they are the brave once. I want to be Dauntless. I want to be brave. My mom knows that, and I know that it's not normal to have that kind of relationship with your mother that I have, here in Abnegation, but we don't really care. She was Dauntless before Abnegation. She doesn't want me to leave, though, but she supports my idea.
Then we have the Faction Less, which is supposed to be the +1, they aren't really a faction, but if you don't belong in a faction, you go there. So it's like a mix of all faction.
She met my father at school when they were younger, and they both transferred to Abnegation at their Choosing Ceremony since they wanted to be together. You see, my father was Erudite, and I don't know what happened, but they just thought Abnegation was a safer place to stay, my mom and I talk about everything together, and I love that.
I guess everyone is wondering what the Choosing Ceremony is. Well, the Choosing Ceremony happens every year around August. Now it's July, so it's going happen soon, but my brother nor I, are going to do anything this year, we are stuck here for another 5 years. The Choosing Ceremony is a ceremony where all 18 years old chooses a faction they want to live in. When you have made a decision you can't change. So, let's say I was 18 and I choose Abnegation, I would go through something that is called initiation, there I would learn more about Abnegation - and being one - and I can't change faction after that. Then I have to live in Abnegation for the rest of my life.
Before you have the Choosing Ceremony, you will have to take a test. It's called Aptitude Test. The Aptitude Test will tell you what faction you should choose or where you belong, but that doesn't mean that you have to do what the Aptitude Test says, it's just there to help you.
"What are you doing here?" Someone asks me from away. I look up from my drawing and look at the person standing in front of me. I cover up my artwork as fast as I can, but not fast enough.
"Did you draw these?" He asks taking my art book from me, and I nod. Not sure why he supporting the idea of me drawing. Really?How do I know he is supporting my drawings, I need to stop jumping to conclusions!
"Please don't tell the leaders," I tell him and he looks up at me. That's when I notice his beautiful ocean blue eyes. You could get lost in them easily.
"No, trust me, I won't." He replies.
"What are you doing here?" Now it's my turn to ask.
"You didn't answer me." He states and I smile.
"Drawing and hiding," I tell him.
"Hiding from whom?"
"From life I guess. I am not very Abnegation as you can see."
"Well, neither am I. I come here to hide too." He says and I smile.
"So how come I don't see you around?" I ask.
"I don't really go out that much, but when I do, I go here."
"What's your name?"
"A curious Abnegation. I haven't seen that before." He says smiling, and I have to say I love his smile. Wait! Did I really just think that.
"I am Tobias." He says.
"Beatrice," I tell him.
"Are Andrew and Natalie your parents?" He asks and I nod. "Your father works with my dad, that is why I ask."
"Oh, who are your parents?" I ask curiosity takes over me again.
"My dad is Marcus Eaton." He says looking down as if he doesn't like saying it.
I have to say I remember Tobias now, when I was 6 years old, we were at his mother's funeral. Everyone was very sad since Marcus lost his wife, and also the fact that he is the government leader. I have to say I feel bad for Tobias though.
"So how old are you?" I ask.
"15, you?" He asks and I wonder if I should tell him my real age. I have a feeling if I tell him I am 13 years old, he won't hang out with me. Who says he will hang out with you anyways?
"13 years old," I tell him and look down. I take my art book and sit down and start drawing again. To my surprise, he sits down too.
"So, do you like to draw anything you see?" He asks and I nod. To caught up with my artwork. Right now I am drawing the landscape of the city, with the fence in the background.
"Can you draw me?" He asks and I shoot up from my artwork.
"You want me to draw you?" I ask, not sure if I heard him right.
"Yes." He says with a smile.
"Okay," I tell him and get a new page.
After 2 hours of sitting down and watching Tobias, I am done. He has his back against the tree I was sitting next to before he came, and watching the landscape of the city. I have to say I am quite proud of my artwork.
"Done," I tell him and he looks at me.
"Can I see?" He asks and I hand him the paper. He studies it carefully, as if checking I have every single detail from his face and the city, to the paper. Then he looks up at me with a smile on his face. I have to say I really enjoy that smile.
"It's really beautiful! Thank you!" He says and I smile.
"Wait, who says you can keep it?" I ask, but I can't help the smile on my face.
"It's my face." He states and I smile.
"Well, it's my drawing," I reply.
"Why would you want a drawing of me anyway?" He asks stepping closer to me.
"I like to keep my artwork private," I tell him, hoping it will be a good enough lie.
"I don't think I really believe you." He says with a smile.
"Fine, you can keep it," I tell him, not wanting to answer his question of why I would want it. We both sit down and look at each other.
"What faction do you want to go too?" He asks and this question takes me of shock. Why would he want to know?
"Who would want to know?" I ask smiling.
"I would want to know." He says smiling and it feels like I have known him for years, and that I didn't really just meet him.
"I don't really know, well...I kind of want to go to Dauntless." I tell him, not knowing why I trust him. It's just something about him, that I haven't experienced yet.
"Come, I want to show you something." He says standing up and giving me his hand. I take it and when I touch him, electricity flows through me. I wonder what that was.
I pick up my bag and follow him. He leads me not far away from the tree, but it's kind of more shield. He leads me to an abundant house and walks inside. I wonder what is going on; I wonder where we are going.
He walks downstairs and opens a hidden door. He walks in and there are stairs going down. I bet we are underground now.
"You are not going to kill me are you?" I ask, because if he does, no one can hear us.
"No, I wouldn't kill you Tris." He says. Wait! Did he just call me Tris?
"Did you call me Tris?" I ask him and he turns to look at me.
"I just thought that it suit you better than Beatrice. Beatrice sounds more like innocence, but Tris sounds braver if that makes sense. I could call you Beatrice if you want to." He tells me, but I have to agree with me, Tris sound better and I think I really like it.
"No, I think I like Tris," I say and he smiles and turns to keep walking downstairs.
When we come to the end of the stairs, he opens a door - the one and only - and walks in. I walk him after him and it's the most...
A/N - I know, really bad ending, but I hope it was okay. Tell me what you pansycakes think. I love reading the reviews, it's like the best part of the day. I have one question, though: do you pansycake want Tobias to be dating someone else when he comes to Dauntless or not?
I know it's early in the story, but I like knowing what to write for the different chapters. Anyway, tell me what you pansycakes want or like or tell me what you pansycake didn't like. Please, anything!