A/N: Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth and Katherine Tegen Books. No plagiarism intended.

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I walk home in silence after all of the tests are over. Will, my friend from Erudite, tries to get me to talk at least a little, but I'm too confused and angry. Why didn't the test work on me? It was practically unheard of. The test was perfect, designed with the latest technology by the smartest people in the city. It should've worked. The only good thing is I don't have aptitude for Erudite. I need to leave.

Dauntless. Amity. Dauntless. Amity. Dauntless or Amity. The problem was I would never fit in to a Faction. If I choose Dauntless, I would be free, but I would also be forced to be cruel. If I choose Amity, I would never really fit in because I am rebellious. I don't just do what I'm told.

When I arrive home, to my small white house, I sit on the front porch, not quite ready to face my dad. My dad is a teacher, so he will be home and have a ton of questions about my test. As the person with the highest IQ in the city, my mom generally follows the rules, but my dad, not so much. As much as I wish my dad could help with my decision, I know the look of terror and fear on Mrs. Prior's face was there for a reason.

I feel bad about leaving my papa; I'm the only child he has. My mom will be angry, but she'll get over it. My dad is the only reason I would stay in Erudite. But right now, after the test, I know I have to think about myself now. I can't think about my family. I sit outside and pretty soon Jacob is heading towards me. He is almost a year older than me, but will still be choosing tomorrow. I jump up from my chair and run to give him a hug. He pulls my chin up and kisses me for a second and then sets me down on the porch swing, right next to him.

"How'd it go?"

I can trust Jacob. He loves me and I love him. But I'm nervous about what he will say. He is so smart he must have had aptitude for Erudite.

"I'm different."

"Divergent?" he asks, dangerously.

I nod my head slowly. "The test didn't work on me. I tested for Amity and Dauntless. The problem is will never be free. My kindness will be lost in Dauntless, and my rebellious spirit will be lost in Amity."

"If it makes it any better, I tested for Dauntless and Abnegation. I'm Divergent, too."

This is what I need a friend. "Where are you going?"

"Dauntless. Do you remember Beatrice Prior?"

Of course I did. The second person in history to transfer from Abnegation and into Dauntless.

"I think that bravery and selflessness are kind of the same. Some of us are more prone to act brave on the behalf of those they love. For example, if a man came and was going to shoot you, I would go beat him up because I love you."

"That kind of makes sense. My mom will be home soon, so I better go make dinner. Thanks for stopping by."

He smiles, gives me one last kiss and walks away. I pull open the smooth, glass door with one firm tug. My father is sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper.

"What took you so long? I've been waiting for you for an hour?"

"Oh sorry! Jacob stopped by. We might not ever see each other again, you know."

He nods and smiles, "Of course. So how did the test go?"

"Good. That's all I can say!"

I can't have him pressing. I walk out of the room and put the noodles on the burner. My mom gets home at 6:00 at night and she expects hot dinner to be waiting on the table. When I finally finish dinner, it is 5:57. I get my dad settled and we sit silently until, a six o'clock sharp, my mom walks in the door. The meals are usually silent and awkward. I can't wait to leave.

"Many of my coworkers have been worried about traitors, but I know I have nothing to worry about," Jeanine says with a pinch of my cheek. I've decided that in my head, she is no longer mom. "I heard the record numbers of Divergent's were found this year, 4. I couldn't believe it. These Divergent's are dangerous. It just makes my job of getting rid of them all much harder."

What?! My mom is hunting me and my kind? I can't stay in this Faction. Not when my own mom is trying to kill me.

"What's the problem with Divergent's?" I ask, keeping cool.

"They don't fit into Faction's and they cause uprisings and they are very unrested. Very on edge."

I sigh. I never really belonged here, but if only mom understood. I wonder what she will do to me when she finds out. Surely the news will get around.

My small family eats the rest of our spaghetti in silence. When we are all finished, I excuse myself to my room, leaving my parents to do the dishes. I immediately crawl into bed, worn out by the events of the day. Amity or Dauntless. Amity...

"Hun, wake up!" Jeanine's strict voice pulls ne from my dreams. "Today you will become a true member of Erudite."

Little does she know I don't even have aptitude for that. I drag myself out of bed and throw on a lacey white dress with a touch of my faction -only because it is required- a thick, blue belt. I brush on a little makeup, put on my white boots, and pull my curly blonde hair back with a blue hair flower. I look pretty, but I know that this outfit won't last long. This isn't my faction.

When I step out of the room, my parents gush about my beauty and then we all load up in the family car. Jeanine is conducting the Choosing Ceremony this year. That means her shocked, angry face after I choose will be broadcast for all to see.

We get to the hub first so we take the smooth elevator up to the top floor. This is where I decide my fate. Of course, I'm after the Stiff again, so Jeanine shows me my spot, the prepares for the people to arrive. So Jacob and all the other Erudite as well as the Amity, Abnegation, and Candor start filling the room. Jacob winks at me, but I go otherwise unnoticed. We wait for the Dauntless, they are always late, and when they finally come, all the 16 year olds are getting anxious. I'm before Jacob. Will my decision affect his? If I choose Amity, will he? The beginning if the ceremony is a blur.

The Stiff beside me is called. I'm next. I slide my palms on my dress, trying vainly to stop the sweat. Jeanine hands the Stiff a knife. She slices her palm and saunters over to the bowl with gray stones, representing Abnegation. She lets her blood drop and then stands behind the other initiates.

The Jeanine calls my name, wearing the biggest smile I have ever seen her wear. She thinks she will be proud of my choice. I doubt it. I walk to the podium and I realize that I haven't decided what I want. Dauntless. Amity. Dauntless or Amity?

She hands me the shiny, silver knife and then switches her gaze to the water filled bowl representing Erudite. I slide the knife across my palm, barely feeling the sting. I stand just behind the microphone. On my right is the fire, representing Dauntless. On my left is the grass filled bowl representing Amity. I move slowly to the Amity bowl and put my hand over it, ready to squeeze my blood in until I remember Jacob. I love him. I snap around and squeeze my blood onto the hot, burning coals. I am free. I am rebellious.

Jeanine gasps. I betrayed her. The Erudite are angry. Their government leader just lost her daughter. The Dauntless cheer, screaming and pounding their fists. I walk over to the Dauntless initiate line, standing beside a good looking Dauntless-born.

He sticks his hand out. "Uriah."

I grab his hand. "Myra."

"Let's talk more later," he says.

I'm brave, so I nod and he looks back. Jacob is preparing to choose. I wink at him, anxious for his company. He thrusts his hand over the bowl with gray stones.

He is Abnegation!

He lied!

That little traitor. I choose this for him! I'm here because I loved him.