You didn't have any dreams thankfully. Amity's strawberry tea helped you get to sleep last night. You were having trouble because you couldn't stop thinking about today. Today was testing day. The day where you finally know where you really belong and who you truly are. You lay there in your bed with your eyes shut but you weren't really asleep. Giggling, your eyes flutter open as you glance around your room. Patches of sunlight were pouring in from your bedroom window and shining in your room. Giving it a warm and peaceful feeling. You sit up in bed and pull your covers off.

Today, I get to see what faction I really belong in, you think to yourself.

...what faction I really belong in.

The thought had been repeating in your head since last night. You never felt you belonged with Amity... So where did you belong? The anticipation of finally being able to get the answer to that agonizing question was killing you.

You grab your sunset orange towel from your bedroom closet and head for the shower area. You never really liked showering there in Amity because of the water always being so cold. That and the shower only lasted for five minutes to save water.

After getting undressed, you turn the knob in the shower and wait for the water to come raining down. Immediately, cold droplets began pouring down your neck and back. You let a gasp as soon as the icy water made contact with your skin. You smile as the water began to feel refreshing on your body. Then you sigh.

Maybe I am going to miss the cold five minute showers of Amity.

. . .

Once you get out of the shower, you let your mother comb your hair. You knew you were a little too old- sixteen to be exact- but you've never been able to do it yourself. Beauty was never something you were an expert on. Your mother leaves it down so that your (h/l) (h/c) bounces as you walk. After your mom is finished with your hair, you go to your closet to pick out some clothes. You pick out a simple yellow button up shirt and some red jeans.

The colors are ridiculous together in your opinion but that's the only colors Amity wears so you put it on.

Your mother comes in and when she sees your outfit choice, she frowns (which was not something you often see Amity do). Your mother and you have a very different sense of style. She wanted you to dress more girly and frilly like the other Amity girls but you were more into the simple stuff. Plus, you felt the dresses girls here in Amity wore were ridiculous. After a moment though, her lips curl up into a smile and her eyes sparkle; the frown completely fading away.

"You look nice," she compliments.

"Thank you," you reply, as you pull on a cherry red blazer over your arms and onto your shoulders.

You smile back at her, making it your best smile. Although, for some reason, you didn't feel happy (Once again, not something you normally see with an Amity)

Your mother must have sensed it because her smile grows into a more soft one and she says, "I know today's a big day, but there truly is nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, I know," you reply, looking down at the ground. Your smile faltering.

You knew you were never meant for Amity. You tried to find an optimistic side to that. No more red and yellow, no more five minute cold showers, no more picking tomatoes and other fruits in the broiling hot sun all day... But now, as you look at your mother, you see how much you were going to miss all that. When your mother sees your sadness, she walks towards you with open arms and embraces you in a big, tight hug. You hug her back, closing your eyes.

Leaving this place is going to be so much harder now.

You both stand there, hugging in silence, but your mom eventually pulls away. She looks into your eyes.

Her sparkly happy light blue orbs stare into your (e/c) ones as she says, "(f/n), no matter what faction you choose, just know that you'll always be my daughter and I'll always love you."

"I'll always love you" sinks down into your heart, and you felt warm inside. A genuine smile appears on your face.

"Okay, thanks," you simply say. "I love you too."

Your mother smiles and she begins making her way towards your bedroom door.

"C'mon," she says, tilting her head towards the door. "We're having chai tea with breakfast this morning."

You loved chai tea (If you dont, just go with it).

You and your mother leave the room together and make your way towards the dining hall.