Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent or any of the characters.
Aisla Levins POV
I live in a world of choices. Most are every day, easy decisions that everyone has to make. Yet some, are unforgivable, unfathomable, and ultimately life changing decisions.
Today is the big day, the day that I will take the aptitude test. The day that I will take some crazy, mysterious test to see which faction I will be in. I was raised in Dauntless with my two insanely brave parents and my carefree brother. Dauntless is not me, I am a coward and cannot stand walking along the broken bridges and railway-free paths. I know one thing. I will not be Dauntless.
I wake up to the sounds of many things. My brother leaves to go to work. He is older than me and chose Dauntless years ago. My dad is making some bizarre concoction that he calls breakfast, and my mom is already gone to a place that she isn't allowed to talk about. I am always the last to wake up and I am always late for everything. Including the aptitude test today.
As I am running down the stairs I trip and fall on my face.
"Crap! I cut my knee! Dad, come help me!"
My dad just sits there ignoring me. So I try again.
"Dad! Come help me!"
He finally responds, "You have to learn to deal with things by yourself. If you don't you will never learn to be independent when you choose Dauntless today."
That's the worst part. They all think that I will choose Dauntless. "Ugh!" I get up and get a bandage to put on my knee.
After I eat my dad's homemade "breakfast" I go to my room and try to decide what to wear. I choose a red v-neck shirt, a black stud belt, a black vest, white jeans, and some of my mom's crazy jewelry. I run out of my room and go to the first and the most dreaded part of the day. Jumping on the train. Other factions think that you just get used to it after a while, but I will never get used to my stomach dropping and the tears in my eyes. Screaming tends to make it bearable, but today I am too nervous about other things.
I get off at the stop that goes to school and the aptitude test. The other Dauntless, as usual, are making fun of me while I wipe away the tears in my eyes.
"Look at that coward! She can't even jump off the train without crying like a baby!"
I stopped caring about what people think about me several years ago. I just don't think it really matters anymore. I can choose my fate now.
As I get off the train my mind is racing. I wasn't nervous until now. It feels like when I have to do something crazy and stupid, you think it's a great idea at first, but when it comes to doing it, it doesn't seem like such a great idea anymore.
I run to the building and try to figure out where the aptitude test wing is. I see a lot of people walking in one direction, so I follow them. There are some Dauntless teenagers making fun of an Abnegation adult. I ignore them and keep speed-walking until I get to the waiting area.
The room is full of people my age waiting around. Some teens in Abnegation sit in a corner by themselves, not doing anything. Amity are playing a children's game, which isn't really surprising. Erudite and Candor are debating something that I don't understand. I force myself to sit by Dauntless teenagers.
I bear through what seems like hours of people going into the rooms and coming out drenched in sweat and some even crying. Erudite come out puzzled, while Dauntless seem unfazed by the test. When I notice that I am sweating, I know that I am dead meat. An Amity woman comes out of one of the rooms. She is the test giver, she will deliver whatever punishment this test has to offer.