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I sit on a chair a little more time than I expected.
I'm reading a newspaper, because my dad brings it. My faction lets us read this type of things, but I've never read before a complete book.
"So... you're gonna go like that?"
"Well, it- it's the... Candor uniform, right?"
Fuck. I accidentally stutter. My dad hates that, he says that it makes people notice that I'm.. weaker than them... or that's what he thinks... My mom says that it's funny.
"If so, man, go to your freaking school, if you think that you learn better there."
I think my dad hates me. Which is another good reason to leave.
In my town, people have been separated by different factions for no reason, just to avoid the war or something. Though, I live in the candor faction.
I enter to a bus with my dad, and a boy from Abnegation gives his seat to my dad. I wait in silence at his left. I notice some Erudite boys listening to a band... I think it's Nirvana.
Yes. Smells like a teen spirit.
«With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido»
It's good to hear them again.
When I come to school, I must go to History of Factions. Afterwise, I must go to the Aptitude Test.