Hi, I'm Bailey Hunter 18 and this is my first Divergent fanfiction, so take it easy on me. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent or the characters.

Chapter one – The aptitude test

Today is the day of the test. The test that will tell me which faction I belong in. Me, my twin sister, Beatrice, and my older brother, Caleb who is hardly a year older than us will be choosing the faction we are most suited for tomorrow. The choice we choose will be the one we cannot change.

My mother is cutting my sister's hair in the hallway, I walk slowly up the stairs to see her twisting Beatrice's hair in a knot on the back of her head and then pins it into place. I glance at the mirror and see my sisters blue eyes looking back at me and then smiles.

We are different, we don't belong in Abnegation.

My mother smiles at us.

"Today is the day," she says.

Beatrice replies with a yes, and I just give a small nod.

"Are you two nervous?"

I nod again, but my sister says no. How can she not be nervous? My palms are sweaty and I have butterflies in my stomach. Yet, Beatrice is perfectly fine with it. My mother pats me on the shoulder lightly.

"You'll do fine," she says. "Right. Let's go get some breakfast."

Breakfast… I was meant to set the table and… didn't. I slowly, but quickly go down stairs into the kitchen before my mother and Beatrice. I see that Caleb is still making breakfast and that the table has already been set. I look across the room, my father looks up from his newspaper and smiles at me knowingly. I bow my head and take a seat.

Abnegation is not my faction. I'm not selfless enough to be here.

The bus jolts every time it goes over a pothole in the road. I sit next to Beatrice, while Caleb stands to let a Candor man take his seat, like any perfect Abnegation person would. I can't help thinking about what the test will entail. What if it tells me that I don't belong anywhere? What will I do then? Becoming Factionless wouldn't be an option for me, basically they're hollow human beings with nowhere to go. I shake the thought out of my head and wipe my sweaty palms on my trousers then close my eyes until we arrive at the school.

The tests start after lunch. Everyone sits at the long tables in the cafeteria, and the people that are administrating the tests call out names of ten people at a time. I sit opposite Caleb who is sitting next to Beatrice. My neighbour, Susan Black sits to the right of me, patiently waiting for her turn. Caleb is called out first out of us.

One of my legs bounces up and down with nerves, I place a hand on it to stop the tremor. I try to stay calm, Beatrice looks over at me with a reassuring smile that I return. She closes her eyes to relax herself. I glance over at the other tables, Dauntless – Bravery, Erudite – Knowledge, Amity – Peace and Candor – honesty. They all value something, but what will my test tell me to value?

After about ten minutes of waiting, Caleb comes back and sits down next to Beatrice. Her name is then called, but as she gets up, her footing is unsteady. Behind that solemn mask she wears, I can tell that she is just as nervous as I am. Once she and Susan leave, I'm once again alone in my thoughts, while Caleb stares blankly back at me.

"Andric Prior," says an Abnegation volunteer, I stand along with another person from Abnegation and follow the volunteer to the exit. I stop outside of a room labelled 'number 5', then walk through the door.

An Erudite man no older than eighteen, sits at the other end of the room near a chair that looks as if it belongs to a dentist. He has kind blue eyes, which are protected with a thin framed pair of glasses that rest on the bridge of his thin nose.

"Hello, I'm Kendry," he says, his voice is soft, just above a whisper.

"H-hi."

"Come take a seat," he says, I close the door before I sit in the 'Dentist chair'. I place my head back on the headrest, and look up to the plain white ceiling. Kendry attaches an electrode to my forehead, pressing it down gently. He presses one to his own forehead, attaching a wire to it.

"Drink this," he hands me a small vile of liquid. I don't question it, I just knock it back. The bitter taste of it makes my face contort. My eyes slowly start to close.

My eyes open a moment later, I look around and see that Kendry is gone, and I'm back in the cafeteria.

"Choose." A woman's voice says.

Two baskets appear, one with a knife and one with a big lump of cheese.

"B-but what if you don't choose?" I say.

"Choose!" The voice says again.

"No."

"Have it your way," she says.

The baskets disappear, and I hear a squeak coming from behind me. I turn around and see a dog. A growling, vicious looking dog. I now understand why the options of a knife and cheese were offered. The dog inches toward me, still growling with drool dripping from its mouth. I know I shouldn't look it in the eye because it's a sign of aggression. They can smell fear, but I'm not afraid of it because I know that it isn't real. I kneel down to the dog's level to show that I am not a threat and that I submit. It is so close to me, I close my eyes hoping I'm right about it not being real. I open my eyes, the growling has stopped and the once aggressive dog is now licking my cheek. I smile, and scratch it behind its ear.

"You're not that b-bad," I chuckle.

"Puppy!" Squeals a little girl that appear from nowhere.

I turn back to the dog, its head is turned and instead of growling it barks at her. The girl screams then runs as fast as she can with the dog chasing after her. I speed up and lunge myself in front of the dog grabbing the girl and pulling us both out of the way.

The scenery around me changes, I'm on a bus standing in the middle of the aisle holding on to a pole to keep me standing. The seats on the bus have all been taken. A man that is seated near me is reading a newspaper.

"Do you know this guy?" He asks. He taps the picture on the newspaper. The headline on the page reads: 'Brutal Murderer Finally Apprehended!' The word 'murderer' stands out in my mind. I look at the picture of the man. I feel like I do know him, but don't know how. A feeling of dread sits in my stomach, it might not be a good idea to say I know him.

"Well? Do you?" His voice is filled with anger.

"No, I've never seen him b-before"

He stands revealing his face, scarred and wrinkled. He leans closer to me, his breath reeks of old cigarettes. I lean back away from him.

"You're lying," he says. "You're lying!"

"No I'm not."

"If you know him, you could save me!"

"Sorry, but I don't."

I wake up. I'm back in the testing room, Kendry is staring at me strangely. Did I fail the test? But how can I fail something I can't study for?

"Did–did I do something wrong?" I ask.

"Uh, well," he says, "wait here a minute." He leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

I wipe my sweaty hands on my trousers, unsure of what else to do. What if he comes back and tells me that I'm not good enough to be in any faction? My stomach is in knots and my head is fuzzy. I hear the door creak open, Kendry walks in biting his lip.

"Andric," he says whilst closing the door, "your results were inconclusive."

"What do you mean?"

He comes closer, "it means that you don't just fit into one faction."

"That's impossible," I say.

He shakes his head. "Each stage in the simulation is supposed to eliminate one or more factions, but it only eliminated three for you."

I blink.

"Because you didn't choose the cheese, Amity was ruled out. But you didn't choose the knife either, but you didn't run from the dog which is a Dauntless response. The way you handled the dog situation was a strong Erudite response. The way you got yourself and the girl out of the way, also suggests Dauntless and Erudite because it was a smart and brave move. But because you didn't fully sacrifice yourself for the girl, Abnegation was ruled due to that and because when the man told you that the truth would save him you still refused to tell the truth which also made Candor a no. Meaning that your results came out inconclusive." He explains.

"What – How?" My brain is still trying to process this.

"You're Divergent," he says, quietly. "It's a good job I think you're a nice guy because I really should report you, but I didn't – couldn't."

"So, what was my result and why would you need to report me?" I ask, panicked.

"Calm down, you have an equal aptitude for Dauntless and Erudite. I manually edited your results, so if anyone asks you got Dauntless. Divergents are considered dangerous, your mind doesn't work in the same way. Under any circumstances do not tell anyone about it."

All I can do is nod stupidly.

"Now, I'm going to send you out of the back exit. The serum made you ill." He winks at me and I give him a knowing look.

As I walk home I think about what Kendry had said about what I was. Divergent. My results made it clear that I am different. The factions Erudite and Dauntless fill my mind with dread, I didn't even get an Abnegation aptitude. I shake my head trying to stay calm, I mean it's not as if I have to make the biggest decision of my life tomorrow.

I'm halfway home when I see an Abnegation girl talking to a factionless man. As I get closer I realise that it is Beatrice and that the factionless man is holding her tightly by the wrist. I frown and speed up, she tries to yank her hand away. I can't help but think how small she looks compared to the man.

"Hey, let her go!" I yell and they both turn their heads. He lets her go, but I hear him say something about choosing wisely before he leaves.

"Are y-you alright?" I ask, finally at her side.

"I was handling it, Andric. I knew what I was doing," she says.

"It really looked like it," I chuckle lightly. She smiles and nudges my arm.

"What are you doing out early?" She asks arching a brow.

"The serum made me sick," I lie.

"Me too," she says quietly.

I nod, frowning a little

Is she Divergent like me?

Hi again, just wanted to say that I hope you liked it and if you did, it be nice if you told my what you thought :) maybe?