I twiddle my fingers together, my heart beating rapidly. Today is my first day of high school at Five Pillars High, the only high school where the students are separated into factions based on personality traits. The school is called Five Pillars High because supposedly the factions are the pillars of life, that we will need them throughout life, but nobody really thinks of it that way. You pick one faction and you stick to it, you don't need the others. I don't totally agree with that, but I'll just have to pick.

On the first day, all the 14-year olds joining the school take a multiple-choice test. The test will tell you what faction you belong in, although you still can pick any of them.

Abnegation is the faction for the selfless. They wear grey, tight uniforms that make a lot of the other factions call them "stiffs". Their building is a small, 2 storey grey blob that has dim lighting and looks incredibly boring in general.

Erudite is the faction for the smart, knowledge orientated people. They wear blue blazers, and their tall building is made of one-way glass, which my brother says allows them to see out, but we can't see in. It's actually kinda cool.

Amity are the faction for the peaceful people, the ones who want to live their life in happiness and harmony. They wear brightly coloured, heavy robes. In all honestly, they look a bit ridiculous. Their building is made of wood, with flowers everywhere.

Candor are the faction for the honest, the people who can never lie, and struggle to keep secrets. Their building is made of transparent glass, so you can see all the black and white desks, flooring and furniture. They were short white blazers, with black shirts and pants.

Then there's Dauntless. Their building is more of a grounds. They have a gym, a classroom building, zipline, and even a forest for capture the flag and paintball. Their main classroom building is taller than even the Erudite building, purely so they can jump off of it into a net near the ground. Their building is black, with flame logos everywhere. They wear black jackets with maroon vests and shirts underneath, and black jeans. I think they're amazing.

It is a huge school, with each faction having about 500 students and slightly different lessons. I can't wait to join.

My name is Beatrice Prior. My parents are probably the most faithful Abnegation you could find, always helping the homeless and the needy. They still wear grey clothes, and have always told my brother Caleb and I that Abnegation is the best faction to join, that we belong there. I certainly hope that isn't the case. Caleb disappointed my family a lot last year, when he started Five Pillars High. He joined Erudite. He had us all fooled, he always seemed to be just like my parents, a perfect Abnegation. Apparently not.

My parents wave goodbye to me as I take a seat on the school bus. A lot of the seats are taken, all with the new students. We're all wearing totally different things, depending on what faction our parents were in. I suddenly feel very self conscious of my long grey dress, and sit down in one of the last remaining seats, next to a Candor girl in a white blazer.

Her hair is a mahogany brown, cut short to just below her ears. She turns to me with a smile. "Hello. I'm Christina. Nice to meet you." She says cheerfully. She obviously isn't as nervous as I am. I shake the hand she is holding out to me.

"I'm Beatrice. Nice to meet you too." I say with a smile. At least now I won't be completely on my own.

"What faction are you choosing?" she asks, sending my stomach straight down. I don't want to think about my choice today. It scares me knowing that I will be disappointing my family so much, but I just can't join Abnegation.

"Dauntless. You?" I ask.

"Same! Cool, you're my new best friend. I don't know anybody from Candor who is transferring to Dauntless. Except Al. You don't see many stiffs transferring to Dauntless actually, what's making you leave?" she asks enthusiastically.

"It just bores me. I mean, I love my parents, but I want to live my life, not give everything to the homeless." I say honestly. We chat like that for the rest of the 15-minute ride to the school. When we leave the bus, we're on a concrete path leading up to the main courtyard of the school. Everywhere we go is crowded with hundreds of teenagers, some our age, dressed in their factions clothing style. It's overwhelming, and I'm trying desperately not to get knocked over by some of the Dauntless boys chasing each other, laughing hysterically.

All first-years are told to go straight to the courtyard, where 5 separate paths lead off to the different factions. Slowly, all the older years dissipate, leaving the nervous, and some overly confident first years alone.

A tall woman gives us a speech about how the faction system works, about how we have the right to choose, and then we are herded off like sheep into the testing room. We enter a huge room, used normally as the Dauntless' gym for sports, where there are at least a hundred desks, all placed on their own in uniformed rows.

On each desk there is a white sheet with a pen, so we can only put our first answers.

I take a seat towards the left of the room, and Christina takes the one on the left of me. The room is chilly, making me shiver. A timer starts on the wall for 30 minutes, and everybody in the room looks down at their test in complete unison. I begin mine, answering not to Abnegation or Dauntless or any faction, just answering honestly. My hand finally stops shaking when I realise I am one of the first done.

I put my hand up in the air, as we were instructed to do, and a leader takes my sheet from me. I watch is as it is stamped with something, and sent down a metal chute. One by one, more and more people's hands are raised. A loud bleeping rings through the silence, signalling time is up. All those who have not finished are now frantically ticking boxes, as their pens and papers are taken away from them.

We are dismissed, and sent to the school's cafeteria building to pick up some lunch. I stick close to Christina, I don't know any other first years.

The cafeteria building is what I would call genius. There are only a few tables, as you eat in your faction's cafeteria, which is essentially just a spacious room with lots of tables and chairs, but the walls of the building are lined with every kind of food stall you could imagine. There is a stall for pizza, McDonald's, KFC, salad, drinks, ice cream, cake, soup, sandwiches, snacks, crisps…almost everything.

Christina and I walk towards the stall for pizza, and get a slice each. It's taken off our points cards, which is just like a credit card, but you earn points either by your parents, or by scores on a test. My parents have thankfully already put 50 points onto my card, which is enough to buy me my pizza, a can of sprite and a back of crisps. An Erudite boy sits next to Christina, as we're all sitting on benches in the middle of the hall.

"Hi! My name's Will, can I sit?" he asks politely. Christina is quick to answer,

"Of course, you can! My name's Christina, and this is Beatrice. We're transferring to Dauntless!" she says cheerfully, smiling widely at Will. He smiles widely back, and we both shake his hand.

"I'm transferring to Dauntless too. Nice to meet you both." He says happily. I think we're all relieved we've managed to break the ice with somebody at least and make some friends. It relieves me a great deal.

In 3 short hours, I'm 20 times more excited for this school year than I was. Will, Christina and I finish our lunch, and head to the main hall. We take our seats in randomised spaces, as our names are called out, as well as our test result. Most people choose the faction they came from, but when Will's name is called with a Dauntless result, he chooses Dauntless without blinking an eye.

He returns back to Christina and me, and we smile brightly at each other. Christina is next, with a Dauntless result. She chooses as such. Every time a choice is made, there is a round of applause, but every time somebody chooses Dauntless, there's a loud roar from the older years dressed in black.

The other factions give us strange looks when we roar so loudly, especially Abnegation. Abnegation have had a deep-seated feud with Dauntless since the school began, because they view Dauntless as reckless, selfish people, and Dauntless view them as stiff, boring people.

I know my parents would never view me this way, but when my name is called, I suddenly get a sharp feeling of sadness. My parents were disappointed in Caleb, but me? That just doesn't happen. This is my choice though, and when my result is shown as Dauntless, I know exactly what I have to choose.

I place my fingertip on the Dauntless logo of flames, instead of the Abnegation logo of hands. When I hear the roar and cheers of Dauntless, and Will and Christina cheering too, I know I've made the right choice. I belong in Dauntless, with people like this, living my life to the full. The feeling of sadness I'd felt just moment ago is gone, replaced a warm, fuzzy feeling of excitement and happiness. I go back to take my seat with Will and Christina, and the only words out of both their mouths are,

"Welcome to Dauntless!"