By nighttime, I'm exhausted and all the anger has drained away. I'm sitting in the corner at the back of the building. I'm not supposed to be there, but no one has arrested me yet, so I stay there. Plus I don't want to go back. I can't imagine what Connor will have in store for me.

"I told you to keep her away!" snarls a voice. "If anything interests her, she will find out more about it. Goodness, Connor. Can't you do anything useful? Don't forget why I allowed you to be appointed leader."

The voice is familiar but my clouded mind can't make the connection. I can tell it's a woman, and I know now that Connor is with her, or they're chatting on the phone, but based on the footsteps I can hear, I'm guessing that it's two people.

"She was curious!" Connor snaps. He must be mad. I've never heard him like this before. "Curiosity is something you Erudite accept! Out of everyone, you should be the one to understand I should have responded and why!"

Scowling, I hear the woman respond, "This is a different case. You know that."

"I'm sorry for trying to be a nice person," Connor replies, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Tris Prior is no different from anyone else, Elizabeth! You and the other Erudite always talk about her. It's about time some tributes got into Emma's mind with that name. She was going to learn it anyways. One way or another, she would."

Elizabeth. My mother.

I cover my mouth and quickly stand up. If I'm caught here, I'll be in humongous trouble. I don't care if Connor catches me by himself: that's different. But if my mother catches me? I know exactly what she's capable of being and I don't want to be here for it.

Still, they're talking about me and I want to know.

One more minute, I tell myself. One more minute and then you run back.

"It affects Emilia differently," I hear my mother say, her voice sharp. "You know how it affects her, Connor. If she ever finds out the truth…" She takes a shaky breath. "She's going to be very surprised."

I hear them coming closer.

Connor stops in his tracks — at least I think it's Connor — and says, "She's bound to find out one way or another. Don't you want her to know before she dies at least? At least know the truth?"

I can imagine my mother thinking over this one like a hard test question.

"Tomorrow," she says, "we will see what really is going on inside Emilia's head. Then we'll see whether or not we should tell her. Either way, Connor, I don't want to talk about the Games just yet."

I'm almost certain they are nearing me and so I dash away. I run inside and the woman at the front desk pays me no attention, maybe on purpose, as I go in the elevator. Smoothing down my shirt, I remove twigs as I press down the Erudite button. Tomorrow, they'll find out the truth. How?

I think about it. We've been through Amity and Abnegation. The factions left are Erudite, Dauntless and Candor. Candor. The doors open, but I'm frozen. They're going to use the truth serum. I know for a fact that the truth serum is something that Divergent seem to not be able to resist. If they find out what I'm thinking, they might have a possibly to gain control over me. Not just that, but the thoughts I'm thinking now… I just don't want anyone knowing. I want to cry, but the tears won't come out. So I just sit there, in the elevator, for what seems like forever

"Emma," says a voice.

I blink, as my eyes register the light. I see Robert's face come into focus, as I crawl backwards quickly, only to realize that I'm on a couch. Robert looks concerned. His eyebrows are scrunched up. It kind of makes him look like a little kid in a way; a cute chubby kid.

"You okay?" He asks. "You were sleeping in the elevator."

I automatically jump up, realizing I'm not in my room but Robert just pushes me back down. He frowns at me, looking at the time.

"We're going to be late." Robert says. "I just wanted to see if you were awake."

"Late?" I repeat. "For training?"

"Breakfast." He corrects me. "Here, how about this. If you need to rest up, I'll go grab something for you. If you don't, you can come with me. That way it won't make you look as bad as it would've if you walked in by yourself."

I don't want to miss out on breakfast again, so I say, "No, let's go."

We both enter the elevator. Robert presses the lobby button as we watch the floor levels go down. Even with the Abnegation included, Robert seems to be the nicest person. At least, to me.

"About yesterday…" I start.

"Don't." Robert shakes his head. "It was nice of you to stand up for Jacob. It doesn't matter what happens in there. Just know your friends will definitely stand up for you, okay?"

I hear my stomach growl as I nod.

Robert gives me a look. "Did you skip dinner too?" He asks. "I mean, I didn't see you, but I just thought…"

"Nah, its fine." I say, but I'm actually really hungry. I just don't want to cause more trouble for the group than I already have. So, without speaking, I just look away from Robert as the doors open.

We enter the cafeteria and I see Jenny with Jacob, Luke and Leanna. They all seem to be chatting. As I enter with Robert, all the initiates are quiet and soon it's so silent that you could hear a pin drop. My eyes travel to the Erudite table. All the blue-clothed are quiet. Not something you hear every day.

When I sit beside Jenny, Luke immediately says, "Thank you…for yesterday."

"You knocked some sense into that jerk," Jenny mutters, nodding in Connor's direction. "He still is a jerk though."

Luke shrugs, "At least he stopped bothering Jake."

"Correction: he's a pansycake," Leanna replies, smiling.

Our table bursts into laughter. Pansycake is a Dauntless insult, and although it's an insult, it sounds funny. I think that's what makes us laugh. I'm just glad I didn't make anyone's life worse. Quickly, I scarf down the food. We're late, but I finish right before training starts.

"Today, tributes, the truth serum will be inserted." Connor says. He isn't smirking or smiling. That's strange. "This is one serum that the Divergent have been known to have a problem resisting. You will be asked simple questions privately and the questions will only be recorded by the Erudite. No one else.

"As usual, we will be going in the reverse order of factions in charge." I see a small smirk forming, but when his eyes land on me, it disappears. "Get used to this order, tributes, because this is the order the private sessions will occur in. Ladies first, as per usual. Leanna Moore."

Leanna stands up. She looks pale. Maybe she's worried about the secrets she might reveal. As she walks in, I catch a glimpse of Erudite, making a circle. In the center sits my mother, holding a clipboard. I suppose it's full of questions.

As Connor closes the door behind him, I glance at the two Candor.

"I think we can resist this one," Robert says, nudging me. "I mean, c'mon, it's been done before!"

"No it hasn't." I reply, looking at the other tributes. "Right?"

"Tris Prior," says Jenny in a sing-song voice. "Man, I'm loving her more each second."

Luke glances at Jacob who's silent.

Then he nods. "Tris Prior," He says.

I notice something's off. Jacob, as a Candor and himself, is never quiet. There's something that Luke hasn't told me or has lied to me. I cough nervously, so all the attention is on me.

"Luke…what really happened after?" I ask.

Jenny gives me a hard look. "Emma, don't push it. Jacob's still upset." She says.

"No." I say, looking Luke in the eye. He avoids my attempt at eye contact. "There's something he's not telling me. Jenny, be honest, do you think a Candor could be quiet forever unless something is wrong?"

"Yes." Jenny replies. "He doesn't have to be Candor. I know I'm barely what I used to be."

"It's a habit." I argue, turning to her. "You can't break a habit easily. Especially if you're Candor. You learn to speak your mind."

"Emma, clam down —" Robert starts.

Jenny crosses her arms, "Habits can be broken. Look at me! I'm not Amity, I told you. I've changed. And so has Leanna and —"

"But Candor's can't be changed as easily!" I say. I'm shouting now.

"Emma, please!" Robert says.

Jenny and I argue, our voices getting louder and louder until the door from the testing room finally opens. Connor, his face red, stomps out. He glares at each and every one of us. I notice when his eyes pass over Jacob, Jacob winces.

"Shut up." Connor says, his voice eerily calm. "Or soon you won't have a voice."

He slams the door just as I give Jenny a hard look.

"Just stop!" Jacob says, as Jenny starts to open her mouth. She closes it immediately. He buries his face in his arms. His voice comes out muffled as he says, "I didn't want you knowing what happened because…because it would just make everything worse for everyone. I know that you are going to fight if I told you."

Jenny's mouth drops open as she turns to me, "Oh my gosh, Emma, I didn't know. I'm really sorry we argued."

"It's fine," I say, waving her off. I feel the pride of being right, although I know it's wrong. I shouldn't feel pride for what I have just done. I turn to Luke, glaring at him. "Why don't you tell us? Jacob's already admitted to it."

Jacob gives him a sad look as he buries his face in his arms. I think I see tears.

"After what happened, Connor visited after dinner." Luke says. "He heard us talking about Tris Prior. He warned us to never talk about her again. That was fine, we knew that. But what came for Jacob was worse. Connor completely lashed out at him: his anger, everything. He told him that if he ever had to have a Nose stick up for him ever again, he soon…" He shudders. "He soon would be nothing but a dead tribute who jumped off and fell into the Chasm."

We are all silent. I see the Abnegation whisper frantically to each other.

"That…" I bite my lip from saying anything bad. "You know what? There's really no point on what they do to us. We can talk about Tris Prior as much as we want. They're already sending us to our death anyways. And Jake?"

Jacob looks up, surprised.

"If Connor ever bothers you, he'll have to get through me first."

"And me," pipes Jenny.

"Me." Robert nods.

Luke snorts, "Hey, what am I? The class clown? Don't forget me!"

"Don't ever lie to us again." I warn Luke. "Or Connor won't be the only body in the Chasm."

It takes a while to sink in that I'm only joking, and then everyone's laughing again. It's like at lunch, and at breakfast. We are still people and we can still laugh. It doesn't matter what people think we are. They think we aren't human, we'll show that we are. We're even more humane than some of them.

I barely realize that people are going in and out. It's only when Jenny returns did I realize that I was so caught up in talking with Robert. After Amity, it's Dauntless. Since there aren't any Dauntless, it's Erudite. And as usual, it's ladies first.

"Emilia Wilson," calls Connor.

Jenny wishes me good luck, saying she's sure I'll do just as terribly as her. I know she's still under the truth serum because of the way she's seems to be talking as if she's drunk, so I forgive her.

When I enter, I sit in the chair in front of my mother. Connor closes the door behind us. Before I even realize it, I feel a sharp pain in my neck and then, nothing. I suddenly realize: that was the truth serum, and I'm aware.

"These are just simple questions that we ask each tribute," My mother says. "All your answers stay in this room, unless of course, you decide to share it."

"First question," She starts, "what is your name?"

"Emma Wilson," I say automatically.

I'm aware, but it's just so easy to say the truth. I have to pace myself.

"Your full name." My mother says impatiently.

I can't help myself and so I say, "Well technically, that's what everyone calls me because everyone knows Emilia is such a ridiculous name. Oh, and why are you asking me these silly questions? You know my name."

Then, I cover my mouth.

I see Connor in the corner trying not to laugh. Even some Erudite look like they are trying not to laugh. I smile at them, trying to pretend to be as drunk as I saw Jenny. The speaking was the truth serum; the smiling was all me. I, just to be annoying, wave to everyone, especially to my mother and in her face.

"Name," My mother repeats. "Now."

"Emilia Matthews," I say.

Pace yourself, I remind myself. Don't speak before you think it through.

But it's so hard. Honesty is so easy to be lost in.

My mother then asks me my faction of birth, age and some other questions that she should already know. I'm fine with those. I speed through them like they're nothing. I know I should pace myself but these questions really aren't personal. Then, she says something and it hits home.

"What are your…parents' name." Her voice trails off near the end.

"Elizabella Wilson," I say. I'm pacing myself, I know, but just to make fun of her, I say it wrong. It's not fair. She's torturing me because I'm Divergent. I'm still human. "And some other dude."

"Elizabeth," corrects an Erudite from the corner.

I see Connor narrowing his eyes at me as I avert his eyes. I don't want him to see that deep down, I am awake. My mother gets up and hands the clipboard to another Erudite.

"Pete, take over, I give up." I hear her say as she leaves the room. She sounds like she's about to break in my ears, but in other people's ears, people that don't know her as well as me, it just sounds like she's frustrated.

Pete continues asking me questions, and I answer them politely. I'm not about to make fun of someone I barely know. At least, not yet. If he turns out to be as much as a Nose as my mother is, then I might make fun of him. As of now, he seems nicer than any Erudite, other than Robert, that I've met.

After he's finished, I exit the room, ready to speak to Jenny. After Connor calls Robert, he suddenly drags me from the back and into the elevator. As he presses the lobby button he pushes me against the elevator wall. He looks me in the eye and says three words that make my blood run cold.

"You were awake."