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I sit perched up in an apple tree in our orchard staring out over the rest of the amity compound.
This is my favourite place. Being able to feel above everything lifts my now heavy spirits. Today is the day of our aptitude tests.
The sun is just rising over the fields and it casts a warm glow across everything.
I swing my feet around in the gentle breeze loving the feeling of the wind lashing at my legs.
I know I should be helping out back at the compound but I feel the need to be solitary. I have always hated committing to decisions but even more so I hate having my decisions made for me. I don't want this stupid test to tell me what to do with my life. but then again maybe it is best I am not exactly known for my responsibility at times.
We are told that there is nothing we can do to prepare ourselves for the test but I at least want a clear head going into whatever this test is.
I like being able to think logically, not panicking. Besides the test doesn't tell you which faction you have to go to, it's only a guideline. And you're stupid if you don't follow it.
There is no point in hiding up here all day someone will come and find me regardless.
I sigh and throw myself off the branch landing in one below.
Almost all amity can climb trees. But few have the bravery to climb as high as I do. That's why I like it there. Nobody else bothers you.
"Courtney" I hear my older brother Liam call.
Liam had his choosing ceremony two years ago. The perfect stereotypical amity, bright bubbly and slightly brainless at times.
I climb down the rest of the tree slowly taking my time as not to crack some of the precarious branches of this not so stable tree.
It suited me fine as a child but now I'm a bit bigger it doesn't like my weight too much.
"Courtney!" I can hear Liam becoming increasingly more frustrated.
"I'm coming!" I yell back dropping to the ground with a slight huff.
"Calm down I come in peace. Mum sent me to come and make you clean up before today". I look down at my outfit. My red plaid shirt, which used to be Liam's before I stole it, almost covers a faded pair of yellow denim shorts.
"What's wrong with this?" I say gesturing to my clothing slightly irritated at the implication that I don't look alright. Sure the clothes are a little dirty and dusty from running through an orchard at 5 in the morning but I can't find any other faults in my attire.
He pulls a face like he is confused as to whether or not I'm kidding around. When he realizes I was serious Liam just shakes his head and walks off in the direction of home.
I stalk off after him sulking slightly at the thought of having to dress nicely.
The world is never fair.
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