It's been a while and I have a little bit of extra time left before I go back to college that I'm gonna try to use by updating some of my stories. So here it is. I'm still not sure how big of a role Tris and her story are gonna have in my world yet but I do know for sure that she'll show up briefly sometimes.

I don't own anything related to Divergent.

As soon as Ramona had arrived back at her shared apartment Remy had hounded her for information about her meeting with Jeanine. When she had given her best friend the news of her new job Remy had jumped up and down in excitement.

They stayed up for another hour talking in excited whispers. Now with Remy asleep down the hall Ramona was left wide awake in her own bed. Thoughts of Jeanine and her gray eyes filled her head. A slight thrill shooting up her body thinking about seeing her everyday and being around her constantly.

Ramona finally succumbed to sleep with only one thought, 'what have I gotten myself into?'

…

Gray eyes watched the young man struggle against his bonds, pain etched on his face. The tests they had been running on the subject had come out as inconclusive so they had decided to run more. By the looks of it though this subject wouldn't make it through another stage.

The man's body froze momentarily before starting to convulse uncontrollably. It didn't take long before all of his movements ceased, his heart monitor flatlining.

"Test subject 4 is no longer viable. Get rid of him."

"Yes, Miss Matthews. We'll have all of his information sent directly to you."

Jeanine shook her head. "No, there's no need for that. Have it all sent to my new assistant, Ramona Mason. She'll have it delivered to me."

"Of course."

….

"You showed up." Jeanine watched Ramona with a smirk as she fiddled with her blue cardigan.

"Am I being fired already?" There was a hint of amusement in her voice. "You didn't even give me a chance to mess up."

Jeanine got up from her seat and picked up a file. "I waited too long to have you." She handed it to Ramona, a small smirk on her lips. "I wouldn't let you go that easily, not until I see what you can do."

Ramona gulped loudly, her palms sweaty as she held the file as a shield. A knock on Jeanine's office door saving her from having a heart attack.

"Ma'am the first group of kids have arrived. All of the sim rooms are prepped and ready to go." The woman, no older than 20, handed Jeanine a tablet with all of the names and factions of the 16 year olds.

"From now on Ramona will be in charge of all my affairs Jane and any questions you might have can be answered by her."

Jane's smile disappeared as she glanced at Ramona and back at Jeanine. "Miss Matthews I was under the impression that I would be taking care of all of your affairs?"

Ramona was fiddling with the folder in her hands once again. The tension thick in the room.

"Now, why would you have that impression? I very clearly informed you of my intentions of looking for a personal assistant." Jeanine continued to look through the names of the testers.

"I just assumed that I would be your personal assistant."

Jeanine sighed and handed the tablet to Ramona. "Well you shouldn't have assumed Jane. Miss Mason is exactly what I was looking for. Now, I need all of my files on those taking the aptitude test today brought to my office for Ramona. I need her to get familiarized with them before the choosing ceremony tomorrow."

Jane made no move to leave, her eyes glaring directly into Ramona's.

"That's all, Jane. You may go." The young woman angrily nodded and left the office. "Now, where were we?"

Ramona let out a sigh of relief. "You weren't lying when you said there were other people after the position. I think I just made my first enemy."

Jeanine's eyebrow rose. "Jane? She's harmless. Besides, I already told you and her that you were exactly what I was looking for."

"Then I'll try very hard not to let you down."

"Good. Anyways, I need you to supervise the aptitude tests being performed today. Make sure everything is being done correctly. Do you think you can manage that?" There was that infuriating smirk again.

"I'm sure I can manage."

Jeanine pointed towards the tablet in Ramona's hands. "Every name, faction and room is in there. By the time you get back all of the additional information should be here for you to look over."

"Yes, ma'am." Ramona walked out of the office and headed towards the first test room.

…

Test after test after test and Ramona had almost given up. When she entered the next room she was met with a familiar face.

"Ramona!" Tori wrapped her arms around Ramona in a tight hug. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm supervising. Jeanine wants to make sure that everything is being run right."

"Jeanine? I thought we agreed you would stay away from her."

Ramona avoided Tori's gaze. "I accepted to be Jeanine's personal assistant."

"Mona…"

The door opened slowly and Tori moved back behind her screen and Ramona moved out of the way as a young girl clad in a gray dress stepped in pausing momentarily in front of the mirror.

"What is it with you Abnegation and mirrors?"

The young girl looked at Tori than Ramona. "We reject vanity."

Tori rolled her eyes. "Yeah I know. Sit down."

As she finished typing Ramona watched the girl sit and shift uncomfortably. She was nervous.

"I'm Tori and I'll be administering your test. You'll be offered a series of choices to test your aptitude for each faction until you get one result." Tori pushed the girl back and fixed the head monitor. "I wouldn't sweat it. 95% get the faction of their origin and from the looks of you."

She handed her the serum. The girl eyed it suspiciously.

"What is it?"

"Bottoms up." Tori and Ramona both watched her drink the blue liquid and close her eyes.

They huddled around the computer and watched the girl's results coming in. Both with wide eyes. Something was very wrong here.

Ramona pointed at the screen. "Tori-"

"I know. I know." She looked back at the girl. "This isn't right. We need to get her out of here. We can't let them know about this."

The young girl woke up with a gasp. Ramona immediately started typing away and deleting information.

Tori pulled the girl up. "Get up. We're going out the back door before someone else comes."

The girl shook her head. "But what was my result? What happened?"

"You're going to tell your family that the serum made you sick and I sent you home."

"No, but what was my result?" The girl struggled against Tori's hold.

"Abnegation. And Erudite. And Dauntless. Your results were inconclusive."

"But that's impossible. It doesn't make any sense."

Ramona looked back at the girl. "No it's not impossible it's just extremely rare. They call it Divergent."

Tori nodded. "You can't tell anyone about this. Not even your parents. As far as the world is concerned, you received an Abnegation result because that is what we're manually entering."

"So what am I supposed to do at the choosing ceremony tomorrow? The test was supposed to tell me what to do. We're supposed to trust the test."

"The test didn't work on you." Tori pushed the girl towards the door.

Ramona looked at her tablet and found her name, Beatrice Prior. "Beatrice, you have to go. Don't tell anyone. Stay in Abnegation, even Amity. Trust yourself."

The girl looked lost as she was pushed out of the room by Tori.

"You can't tell anyone about this Ramona. They could kill her."

Ramona nodded. "I know. I already deleted the results. They won't find out. I'll keep an eye on her during the ceremony tomorrow."

She gathered her things and left the room with a shaken up Tori behind.

Okay so I'll try to update soon because I have some ideas bouncing around my head. It's not the best work but at least I updated.