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20 Years Before

//This is a story about a girl named Clementine that transferred from Amity to Dauntless. She has to learn how to control her divergence (she got all 5 factions)======== Chapter One-------- It is the…Continue

Started by Alana Amity Jan 22, 2015.

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Comment by Uriah's_Mar :3 on February 13, 2013 at 8:33pm
Okie Dokey! My story is called "Painting Divergence"
It's about Elizabeth (Lizzie) Eaton who is Tobias's unknown sister and Tris's bestfriend. Hope you like! I love feedback❤
*•Chapter 1---> Lizzie POV•*

~There is only one mirror in my house. It's behind a panel up stairs. I'm allowed to look at it once every three months. The month my mother cuts my hair. So right now on this warm summer day I force my eyes away from my hands. I don't look into the mirror for the sake of vanity but out of plain curiosity. My mother trims my curly brown hair. I sigh causing our eyes to meet. I expect a scolding but instead I'm greeted with a smile. "So today's the day..." Mother says. "Yes m'am." I reply. Mother quietly puts away the scissors and scurries away down the hall. I stare at my piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones and long brown hair. I decide I will go against Abengation rules and wear my hair down. I grab my messenger bad and head to the train.
Comment by Daphne on June 19, 2013 at 7:13am
My Story is called "Divergent Whisperer"

(it might be a short story, or super long.... Depends on how I want to write it..)

Chapter 1

I laid down on the branch of a tree plucking apples off of it, and eating them while I was doing it. I had a good book in my hand, and my headphones in my ears. It was definitely my relaxation time. After all, I had been picking apples all day long.

Startled, I heard a rustling on the tree underneath me. I quickly jerked my head down to see what it was. I heard a chuckle next to me somewhere, but I couldn't see for the tree being so big.

All at once, the tree shook vigorously,
and feet leaped next to me knocking me a little off balance.

Annoyed, I grabbed my book, and began hitting the feet dramatically. He fell backwards a little, and grabbed me laughing. I fell backwards with him as I tried to get him to let go of me, and soon we were both eating the dust, and were being slaughtered by falling apples.

I looked at him annoyed. He hid his smile, and his eyes glinted the way they always do when they met mine. I looked away quickly picking up apples.

"I hate you, ya know." I told him not looking at him.

"Ha, that's an understatement. I think you've made that very clear over the years, Jules." He said helping me pick them up.

I sighed. He had no idea the effect he had on people. He was utterly so handsome, and yet he wanted to go for me. He's always wanted me for so many years. Chasing after me everyday... Doing so many stupid things to get my attention he craved.. And yet, I had no feelings for him all these years except this one. When he began dating Madelyn Barger.

Stupid wretch, I thought of her.

I watched him out of the corner of my eye. He was so tall, and tan he made everyone in the faction look like wimpy downright weaklings. I smiled at the way his brown hair looked golden in the sun, and his green eyes sparkled whenever he looked at me. I giggled under my breath thinking of him.

He turned to look at me smiling. His dimples were always so cute! I froze with an apple in my hand, and stared back. He didn't seem to notice that I looked like a creeper.

"Jules, what's that book you're reading?" He asked plucking it up, and sitting down with it.

"It's about angels." I told him watching his face when he read the page.

He looked up smiling. "You've always been so beautiful to me, Jules." He laid the book down, and smiled back at me as he walked off.

My heart skipped a best. Beautiful? He called me that... Why am I so surprised? He's said it before.. Maybe it's just that he has a girlfriend. Hopefully. I knew that was it. It had to be.
Comment by Divergently Candor on June 20, 2013 at 4:48pm

Hey! My story is called "Divergently Me". It's about two Candor girls, best friends that are both Divergent and were initiates the same year as Tris, Cassie and Chloe. I hope you like it! It might be long and it could be really short.

Cassie POV

Chloe giggled, and I could hear her through the phone as I slipped into my clothes. Most Candor just wear plain white shirts and pants, but Chloe and I are different. We've got just about the coolest clothes in all of Chicago. I slip on my white lace skirt and tuck my simple black shirt into it. I slip on a white hat, like all Candor, and my black sneakers, and grab a takeout container filled with waffles. My parents are big lawyers, they leave early and leave my brothers and I waffles in paper boxes. I dash out and find Chloe immediately.

"Hey! Where have you been? I've been waiting for ten minutes already!" Chloe told me. If anyone could ever look less like me, it's Chloe. Her blond hair was straight, while my light brown hair was wavy, she was tall, I was about average, maybe a little on the shorter side. But we had the same bright blue eyes and pale, slightly freckled skin. 

"I was getting ready! This doesn't just happen!" I tell her, motioning to my outfit. Chloe laughed.

"Ready for school?" She asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be! Which is not at all, but I don't have a choice do I?" I told her. We both laughed, and started walking over towards the High Levels school building. 

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