*5 years old*

She was shy, and timid, and she usually kept to herself. Unlike most of the kids in her class. Who were wild and loud. And wore clothes of color. Unlike Beatrice in her gray clothing. And several others in the class.

Few decades ago, the city of Chicago was taken over by government officials and were formed into factions based on beliefs and attitudes. The parents of Beatrice and many others were called the 'Forming Generation' children around the ages like Beatrice or a few years older were called 'The Born Generation'.

Five factions were formed. Abnegation, believed in selflessness. The family of Beatrice Prior lived in the faction of Abnegation. Amity, who believed in peace.
Candor, we believed in fairness and truth. Erudite, who believed in intelligence. And Dauntless. Who believed in bravery, and courage. When children grew to the age of sixteen, they were to take a test to determine what faction best fits them. They would then be shown at a Choosing Ceremony. Which was public. And was shown to all of the factions.

Beatrice Prior sat, slowly kicking the wood chips underneath the swing set. Until she felt hands on the back of her shoulders push her into what she was kicking. A tear began to blur her vision. But being Abnegation. She learned not to drag attention to herself.

"Hey, stiff!" Two people from Erudite. One a girl and the other a boy. Both the same age as Beatrice.

"Is the stiff gonna cry?" The boy made a face at her. Stiff is a rude name for Abnegation. A name they used to affend them. To make them feel, worthless. Exactly how they're supposed to feel about themselves.

"Hey!" Beatrice saw an Abnegation boy coming. He was the son of Marcus. An Abnegation leader. His name was Tobias. He was 2 years older than Beatrice.

"The stiffs are helping each other." The two laughed.

"Go away!" Tobias yelled.

"Fine. Stiff." The boy replied. With that they walked away.

"Hi." Tobias whispered. "Are you okay?"

"I'm... I'm fine." She was obviously lying.

"I just heard them teasing you and- and I know your dad and my dad work together so... I just thought we could have each others backs." He said.

"Yeah." Beatrice smiled and nodded."That'd be nice."

And then it started.