The Year Before (An Original Divergent Story)
Meet Ingrid "Kori" Summers. An Amity girl who's more likely to be on the Peace Serum than not whenever you see her. She's Divergent and decides to join Dauntless. So on and so forth, she meets another Dauntless-transfer named Wyatt "Grayson". They fall in love and all that complicated stuff and it seems like happily ever after for them. All of that changes when a certain heroine arrives to the Dauntless HQ...
The day it all begins...
"Alright," I mumbled as I sat up in my also bright, cheery room with its blinding yellow walls, candy apple red sheets, a ghost white dresser and matching desk, and one, huge poster with the Amity manifesto.
"One more day," I mumbled as I took off my red cotton pajamas and slipped on a long yellow skirt, a red blouse, and threw on my yellow, lace up boots which were hidden under my skirt since my mother would have my head if she saw them.
I brushed out the knots in my dirty blonde hair and threw it into a loose ponytail and sighed as a few strands fell out of the ponytail.
"Hurry Ingrid!" My mother sang loudly as she passed my closed door.
"Give me a minute!" I shouted as I pulled my hair out of the sloppy ponytail and I reattempted to make a nice ponytail and after five more attempts and enough cursing to make a Dauntless leader blush, I finally did it.
"I'm ready!" I shouted as I ran out of my door and into our small living room which was connected to the dining room and kitchen where my mother was slicing some poor fruit that she got from the orchard and I took a chance to look at her.
A lot of people say my mother and I look alike and I honestly had to say I agreed with us both having the same colored hair even though hers is a curly mess and mine is straight as a board, identical tan skin homemade by the sun, we both had straight as a board figures, and we had dull grey eyes. The only difference would be the shape of our faces.
"Are you nervous?" My mother asked once she noticed that I was in the living room.
"Not really," I shrugged.
"You'll be fine, just donâ€™t worry about it," My mother told me with a smile.
"Okay, I'll see you after school," I told her as I started to walk out the door.
"Are you forgetting something?" My mother asked and she turned her cheek towards me.
"Oh, sorry Mom." I nodded as I gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
"Thank you and I better not get any notes about them having to use the peace serum," She warned me in a stern tone.
"Come on Mom, it will make it the 25th day in a row," I teased her with a smile as I grabbed my also blinding yellow book bag that was still in the same place I had tossed it yesterday after school.
"I mean it!" She called out as I left the house.
I chuckled as I hurried out of the Amity headquarters and hopped onto the back of the apple truck where my other fellow classmates were waiting.
"I'm glad youâ€™re here, this ride wouldâ€™ve sucked without you," My only Amity friend, Bonnie, gave me one of her pearly white grins as she sat next to me and we both groaned as the other Amity children began singing as soon as the truck began moving.
"Nice to know that you care a lot," I told her sarcastically.
Bonnie is probably the only girl in Amity who has almost been under the peace serum as much as I have (Her record is 20 days in a row, mineâ€™s 30) so we became good friends quite quickly and together we became the Amity outcasts! Woo.
"Are you nervous about the aptitude test?" Bonnie asked as another bump passed.
"Nope. How about you?" I asked her.
"Nope, it'll be like any other test," Bonnie replied with a shrug and I looked at her.
Her usual wavy, dark brown hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail so it was easier for me to see the emotion on her round face. Her amber eyes shone with a bit of confidence but I could see a little bit of worry in them.
"Except for the fact that it decides where we'll be for the rest of our lives," Bonnie mumbled nervously as the truck stopped for the Dauntless guards to inspect our truck.
"The worst that can happen is that we become factionless," I told her with some fear clouding into my mind.
It always scared me to become factionless, I think it started when my dad became factionless when I was 5. It pained me to know that I would never see him again and that I could never speak his name again and that he might be out on the streets, trying to find shelter or buried somewhere without a headstone and forgotten by everyone except for me.
I didn't want that to happen to me even if it meant seeing my dad again.
"Ingrid," Bonnie called my name.
"Yeah?" I turned towards her.
"We're at school, come on," She grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards our first class, English, with the rest of our other laughing and happy Amity people as if they didnâ€™t realize that today would change the rest of their lives forever.
Hello everyone! Sorry this took a while to write but I hope you enjoyed it. Please comment below if I need to fix anything, if you have things you liked and disliked, or if I have inaccurate Amity stuff. Also, I'd love everyone's idea on what I should title this story because as you can tell, itâ€™s untitled (for now hopefully). Anyways, thanks for reading!