It's the day of the choosing ceremony. I ponder in my head for a while wondering what I am going to do. I can't choose Erudite, I know I can't. But will I choose Dauntless, or will I stay here in Abnegation? If I choose Abnegation that would be for my family, and that would prove to myself that I belong here, because it would be a selfless act. Still, the aptitude test showed that I do show traits of Abnegation.
'Hey Beatrice,' someone calls out as I start to walk towards the Hub.
'Hey Tobias,' I say as he strolls up beside me. He's tall, with dark hair and dark blue eyes. He looks strong, but he tries to cover that up with his grey abnegation clothes. He lives up the road to us, and our fathers work together, so we've spent a lot of time together the past few years, even though he is a couple of years older, so he already has his place in this faction.
'You on your way to the ceremony?' he asks.
'Yeah duty calls,' I joke. 'What about you?'
'Yeah, as usual, following my father,' he tells me, flatly.
'Do you want to follow your father?' I ask. He never seems happy when he talks about his Dad, Marcus. But Marcus is the leader of Abnegation and Tobias will surely become a leader too.
'You can't ask questions like that,' he says, and then speeds up to join the group of council members at the front of the group. He keeps his head low, watching the ground as he walks. Something about his relationship with his father doesn't seem right.
We walk all together, all our steps in time with each other, like an army, but without weapons or the will to fight.
'He's a stubborn one sometimes,' says Caleb, my brother, walking up behind me. 'But he's as selfless as they come.'
'Yeah,' I say in a daze, watching Tobias walk by his father. 'He seems too selfless.'