DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT OR ANY OF THE TRILOGY. IT ALL BELONGS TO VERONICA ROTH. I AM SIMPLY A FAN! OKAY ENJOY!

The ride to the Ceremony is nerve wracking. In a matter of minutes, I will be deciding the rest of my life. Where I will live, what job I will have, maybe even who I might marry! I'm deciding all of this and I am only 16. Normally the aptitude tests are supposed to tell us what to do. But that's only if you are in fact normal.

**FLASHBACK**

"Hawthorne, Iris" I hear my name called and enter the room.

There is a man standing there with a chair a monitors. He's actually somewhat handsome. He's nothing like the boys in Abnegation. I see what looks like a tattoo sticking out the collar of his shirt and I'm curious to see what the rest looks like.

"Have a seat," he tells me. He must've sensed that I was staring at him. His voice is harsh and I know right then he's someone I shouldn't mess with.

"My name is Four," he continues. "I'll be administering your test".

"Four?" I ask, "Like the number?" That can't be his name, it just can't.

"Yes, exactly like the number". His voice has a hint of annoyance to it. He hands me a vial with a strange colored liquid in it.

"What is it?"

"You know, you're oddly curious for a Stiff", he responds. I pick up on the increased level of annoyance in his voice.

"Sorry" I mumble. I keep my eyes focused on my hands to avoid looking at him. I'm afraid I'm going to do something else to annoy him.

"As you know the test is supposed to determine which faction you belong to. This serum will put you into a simulation to test your traits. At the end we'll have your result. Got it?"

I nod my head, still refraining from making eye contact.

"Alright drink up then", says Four. I down the serum with hesitating, anxious to get things over with. In no time, I find myself drifting out of consciousness.

When I wake up, I see Four has a strange look on his face.

"Well that was unexpected" he says.

"What happened? What's my result?" I'm nervous about what he will say.

"Well in your case, it doesn't appear to be a result. It's more like results" He places emphasis on the "s". I give him a look meant to show my confusion.

"Iris you tested compatible for Abnegation…and Dauntless… and Amity"

"What? That's not possible. You're only supposed to get one result. Only one faction!"

"Yes, but sometimes this can happen. You're Divergent"

My body goes numb. I've heard of Divergent people and I know they're not exactly welcomed in society.

"A Divergent mind isn't like other people's. They don't think the same way", he tells me.

"What do I do? How do I fix it?" I feel the panic start to set in.

"You can't fix it. But you must hide it. If they find out they will kill you." He looks me straight in the eye and the seriousness of what he is saying, sets in. I am in danger. He senses my fear and leans in closer.

"What you're going to do is go home. Act normal and tell them the test was fine. Tell NO ONE about your results"

"But how…what do I choose? How can I pick from more than one faction?"

Once again, Four looks me in the eye, "Choose whatever creates less suspicion".

**FLASHBACK ENDS**

Now as I wait for my name to be called, I replay what Four said to me.

"Choose whatever creates less suspicion". What does that mean? How can I be sure that I'm not making things worse for myself. What about my family?

I feel my mother reach over and grab my hand. She holds it tightly as if it's the only way to keep me with her. But could I really stay in Abnegation? Could I do this for the rest of my life? I look at my mom and I know that I love her and my family. But this isn't for me. I am not Ivy and Abnegation is not in my heart. My mother looks at me and I know she knows. That this will be the last time we're together. As my name is called I give her hand a final squeeze and look at my family. I will miss my sisters, and I'll miss my father. I walk to the front of the stage and take the knife in my hand. The sharp pain lasts for only a few seconds. I move my hand, let the blood drip and I hear the sizzle of the coals. I know my choice is made. I am Dauntless.