Initiation Day. The one day were you and the rest of 15 to 16 year olde picked your faction. The Peaceful, Amity. The Intelligent, Erudite. The Honest (even when you don’t want them to be), Candor. The Selfish, Abnegation. And, The Brave, Dauntless.

You sat with your parents, and watched every other teenager as they picked, slower and slower getting closer to your name, each different faction cheering for their new members. Until, you…