Heeey! So, I realize that I haven't been doing disclaimers. So, Divergent isn't mine. It is the LOVELY LOVELY LOVELY Veronica Roth's and if anyone says otherwise, punch them in the face. So, without further adieu, Let's go, bro. (YES!)

Everything is whirling inside my head. Jeanine had said that Divergents are people who had more than one test result. But I had only one test result. But Tris is Divergent. My Erudite-Divergent-I don't know mind is reeling while Jeanine is staring at me. Analyzing me. Looking for my reaction. If Jeanine wants to kill all Divergents, that means she wants to kill my sister. So if I fake being on Jeanine's side, I can keep her safe. Even if it ends with her hating me. Faction before blood is stupid. Your family should always come first.

With everything telling me not to, I squeeze out "I'll do it,"

Jeanine looks at me for a moment. Incredulous. I guess she wasn't expecting me to agree. Well I wasn't either, but look at where I am.

After composing herself she says a harsh "Good," and tells me to go.

I do, desperate to get out of that madwoman's office. Why did I choose Erudite? They were my test results, but I knew, right from the start that 'Faction before Blood' was complete bull shit. I slowly walk to the bottom of the building, retracing the steps from my walk that I regret ever taking. But, eventually, I get to where Tris is stationed, ready to rip off Martha, the secretary's head. I sigh, already regretting what I'm about to do.

"Beatrice?" I ask with as much fake curiosity as I can muster

The whips to my direction. Her eyes instantly go to my fake glasses and book in my hand. She runs into my chest and throws her arms around me. Her hug is tight and I almost can't breathe. She really got strong at Dauntless. I look down at her hair smiling at the familiar sight when something catches my eye. A tattoo. Three ravens along her collar cone paused in flight towards her heart.

"You have a tattoo," I say. Dauntless really has changed her. She's not the Tris I used to know. I bury my face in her shoulder so she won't hear my voice cracking.

"You have glasses," She retorts. She pulls back and narrows her eyes. She looks like an Erudite when she does that. Was that one of her factions? "Your vision is perfect, Caleb, what are you doing?"

"Um..." I look at the tables behind Tris. Are any of these Erudite working for 'Bad Jeanine'? I can't know for sure so I decide to take Tris somewhere more secluded. "Come on. Let's get out of here." I say it as casually as possible so as not to attract suspicion. I walk out the building, expecting Tris to come with me. I wonder if I'm going too fast for her, but I can't slow down for her. I'm not in Abnegation anymore. I bring her to Millenium and to the bean. I have found that the bean is a great place to read if you don't want anyone to bother you. A lot of Erudite look my way with confused faces. I pick up my pace, hoping Tris gets the message.

I run my hands through my hair. Ashamed of what I'm about to do. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to go home and this was the closest thing I could think of,"

I'm going to skip this part because it's in the book and y'all know it.

I look at Beatrice as she races out of the bean and away from me. I can't believe I just said that! I was too harsh. I should've been nicer. Can't she see I'm trying to help her? Keep her alive? I tried to hint that Abnegation and Erudite were about to go to war without fighting and that she was in danger, but she wouldn't catch on! I was so nervous thinking that everyone who looked at us was a spy for Jeanine. I'm so conflicted. I don't know who to trust. I don't know who to think. I don't know who I am.

How did you like it? I know it's short. I'll try to make them a bit longer, but I can't promise. Kiss, kiss! (Really hope that doesn't catch on)