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Ch. 36- Melissa's POV

I wake up in the morning and my head hurts really badly. Then I see David's worried face, and I know something happened last night. "What happened?" I asked.

"You called Evelyn a sissie, so she beat you up. Don't worry, she was asking for it, and now she's got other targets, like Kat because she went out shopping with the Dauntless borns."

Oh yeah. But I won't let her know she got to me. So as soon as she faces me, I smile and say really loud, "Boy that was the best night's sleep I've ever had!"

She scowls, but then proceeds into the bathroom without saying anything. I turn back around and high five David, who looks at me with these deep blue eyes, and I take in details that I never noticed before. The cute way his curls flop, his crooked smile, the way his brow knits together when he is worried, and all of a sudden, I think… I think I care for him after all.

It happened in Candor, last year. I was at the debate center, a popular hangout, and David comes over to me, his face red. Then without warning, he blurted out, "Melissa, I like you. Like, I really care for you."

Being in Candor, I had to speak my mind, so I said, "I'm sorry David, but I don't share the feelings. I like you as a friend, but you are so not my type."

Watching him walk away, with his head hanging, I learned then how much the truth can hurt, and I never wanted to hurt someone with it again.

I catch David's eye in the mirror, and he smiles back at me. It makes me think that maybe there is some hope for us after all.

Ch. 37- Kat's POV

A week passes. We fight some more. So far, I have fought everyone but Evelyn and beaten them all. We learned to throw knives. It took me some time, but I was the first one to hit the target. One morning, I wake up to the dull room that I have become so accustomed to, and a jolt of fear courses through my veins. Something that I haven't thought about at all. I'm not scared anymore to throw a weapon, or fight a person, but the prospect of seeing my family again sends a shudder down my spine. Today is visiting day.

Eric enters the room. "Listen up!" he says, scowling, "Today, if your families come, it would be best not to seem too attached to them. Faction before blood. Go to the pit after breakfast."

After breakfast, which none of the transfers have stomach for anyway, we find the pit, mostly filled with black cloaked figures, with dots of blue, or white in the mix. The lucky transfers who's parents came for them.

I'm searching in vain, and then something red catches my eye. Three figures, two small ones wearing red sweaters and pleated yellow skirts, and a larger figure, wearing a loose red shirt, and jeans. And I'm running through the crowd, and I see LeeAnn and Emelia, wearing identical grins, hugging me. I ruffle their hair to the shrieks of "Katie! I missed you!"

I look up and see Mark standing there, looking alone. He brought them! When the twins release themselves, he opens his arms and I step into his embrace. He smells like home, the clean grasses, the warm bread, everything that I miss about Amity. He says in a deep voice, "Katie, I really missed you. It is so good to see you again."

Mark has always been… like a second father to me, so when he looks at me, it is with pride. "Where are mom and dad?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Katie, they… didn't want to come. It's not you, it's the Dauntless compound. I had to plead to let them let me take the girls."

"I get it. I hope you don't miss me too much at home." This is a lie, but that is the way the Amity are. Lying for one's happiness.

I give the three of them a tour, and then I consider introducing them to Lexi and Cherise, but I don't feel comfortable, so I lie and say that my friends are busy with their families. Lexi does come up to me though, and passes me four pieces of cake. LeeAnn's eyes pop out, and she grabs for the chocolate. Mark laughs, and awe sit there, talking of home, and of initiation, and I feel whole.

"What have you been doing in initiation?" Mark asks.

I make sure the girls are preoccupied before answering. "Well, this is why Dauntless and Amity don't get along. I've learned to shoot guns and throw knives… and also fight."

Mark's brow contracs. "I don't think Dauntless and Amity always disagree." Then he shakes his head, looking pained. "I admire you for coming here."

It's like a dam breaks in my chest, and all of a sudden, I just want to be home. But that won't work, so I lean into my older brother, who I love so much, even if he isn't my family any more, and cry. LeeAnn and Emelia come, and we stand there, hugging each other, until they have to go. Before they leave, Mark looks at me and says, "You can do it. Stay strong for me, okay?"

I nod and he presses something into my hand then he leaves.

That night, I unwrap what he gave me and I see it is a piece of simple red-and-yellow fabric. Upon closer notice, I see stitches in it, the word piece embroidered onto it, with smiley faces around it. A piece of paper falls out. It reads:

Katie-

This is LeeAnn and Emelia's first sewing project. They said it was okay if we gave it to you. I love you!

-Mark

I look at it, and close it in my fist. For the first time, I don't cry myself to sleep.

I wake up with the fabric still balled up in my hand.

Ch. 38- Lexi's POV

Visiting day! I have been looking forward to this for a while. My family is waiting in the pit, and they immediately ask how I'm doing. I tell them how I am winning most of my fights, and am progressing very well during shooting and throwing. After I grab some cake for Kat to give to her Amity siblings, I introduce my family to the other Dauntless born girls, but they pretty much already know them, so we go back to my old house. It is good to be home! I go into my old room, and grab some stuff to put in my dorm. Hahahaha now I can have my secret supply of candy whenever I want!

Yeah, nothing really different happens of visiting day, but it was so good to see everyone again.

Ch. 29- Melissa's POV

I'm praying that my parents don't show up. Then I won't have to tell them I have lost every fight, and only hit the target twice in knives, once in guns. If I lie, they will know.

They don't come, but I see something red and yellow. I assume it is Kat's family, but I see her with a group of Amity, so who are these people? Then an idea strikes me. No… it couldn't be.

The red cloaked figures walk toward me, then break into a run. I don't recognize two of them, but the third, the third is my brother Sam, who transferred to Amity three years ago. Then it dawns on me. The other two are my older siblings Marc and Alex. I haven't seen them in seven years! They come up to me, and ask, "Melissa?"

"Yes!" I yell, and sprint towards them. Then my smile falters. "Mum and dad?"

Sam shakes his head and says gently, as only Amity can do, "They… aren't too happy about all their children ditching them. They were going to come, but then they saw us and got right off the bus. But hey! Show us around! How has initiation been?"

For some reason, I don't mind telling them how poorly I am doing. My brothers offer kind words, and something must happen during Amity initiation, because these are not the same loud, outspoken brothers I saw many years ago. Not that they are quiet, but they are not quite as loud. None of them want to stay long, the red is attracting looks, but they give me some happy memories to help me stay strong as I continue training.

My tears are the worst that night.

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