The Transfer

My name is Four,” I say. “Call me ‘Stiff’ again and you and I will have a problem.

You're the one who has to live with your choice, everyone else will get over it, move on, no matter what you decide. But you never will

Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice.

Today you will choose your factions. Until this point you have followed your parents’ paths, your parents’ rules. Today you will find your own path, make your own rules.

I’d rather eat out of a can than be strangled by a faction.

When i get home, I sit on the front step and take deep breaths of the cool spring air for a few minutes. My mother was the one who taught me to steal moments like those, moments of freedom, though she didn't now it. I watched her... But I learned something else from watching her too, which is that the free moments always have to end.

I can be a new person,someone who doesn't put up with cutting comments from Erudite know-it-alls.Someone who can cut back.Someone who's finally ready to fight. Four.

This is how we came by our factions: Candor, Erudite, Amity, Abnegation and Dauntless." Max smiles. "In them we find administrators and teachers and counselors and leaders and protectors. In them we find our sense of belonging, our sense of community, our very lives.

Welcome to Dauntless! Where you either face your fears and try not to die in the process or you leave a coward

—¡Bienvenidos a Intrepidez! —grita Amar—. Donde enfrentas tus miedos y tratas de no morir en el proceso, o te vas como un cobarde.

Damn,' someone behind me says. 'I was hoping we would get to scrape some Stiff pancake off the pavement later.

a dark-skinned boy who beckons cheers from his friends with his hands. “Go, Zeke!” one of the girls shouts.

The truth is, I want my choice to drive a knife right through my father’s heart, to pierce him with as much pain and embarrassment and disappointment as possible. There is only one choice that can do that.

Suddenly I’m aware of my own heartbeat. This is what my father said would happen. He told me that they would ask me if I was aware during the simulation, and he told me what to say when they did. “No,” I say. “If I was, do you think I would have chewed through my lip?” Tori studies me

You're the one who has to live with your choice," she says. "Everyone else will get over it, move on, no matter what you decide. But you never will.