I feel heavy as I walk into the school. The heaviness is not because I'm taking the test today. 

It is because I am carrying the knife which my mother gave me. It has taken away all the anxiety I had for what will happen in my test.

Now all the anxiety is about what if I am divergent, and what if the test administrator attacks me?

I know that I won't be able to use the knife, I definitely won't be able to do that. But I can try protect myself in some other way.

I can slap of punch him or her. Or just run.

Running seems like a good option.

I shake my head, trying to get all these thoughts out of my mind and walk closely behind Caleb. Today, the school will get over at the lunch time and the test will be conducted for all sixteen year old human being.

I walk into faction history, which is the only class Caleb and I have together and sit on my seat.

The teacher enters with a big smile on her face but none of us smile back. Everyone is tensed.

"Good morning!" She says enthusiastically, "So, all of you are taking the test today, aren't you?" She says and some mumbles are heard across the classroom.

"Well, I should tell you," She says, "All of you have nothing to worry about or to be nervous about. As of today, there is not much time so I will tell you about all the factions and it's moto, which might help you tomorrow at the choosing ceremony to decide which moto you believe in."

Every faction has it's own manifesto. Each of them tells the reason why the faction was made. I haven't read it, nor I plan on reading it. I know the moto of every faction, which is what is necessary.

The Abnegation wants everyone to be selfless.
The Amity wants everyone to be kind.
The Candor wants everyone to be honest.
The Dauntless wants everyone to be brave.
The Erudite wants everyone to be intelligent.

I think that is the problem.

Everyone wants us to be someone, but they don't care about what we want.

Even if we join a faction, they mould us to be like them, our true identity never comes out in front of anyone. 

Not even us.

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My legs move up and down, up and down, in a very fast pace while I am chewing my nails.

My heart is beating heavily, so heavily that I can it everywhere in my body and my hands tends to become sweaty every few minutes.

"Beatrice and Caleb Prior." Someone shouts and Caleb stands, but I stay on my seat.

"Beatrice!" Caleb whisper yells at me and I stand, monotonously.

"Come on," The unknown person beckons to us.

I walk with Caleb to wherever this man is taking us. I can feel the cold, rather now hot knife against my waist where it is hidden.

It is like it has a heartbeat and us throbbing heavily.

Lost in my thoughts, I bump into Caleb when they stop and Caleb gives me a reassuring smile.

Caleb is ushered to one of the doors and I to another.

"Whenever you are ready," the man says.

I look at Caleb and he does the same. He nods at me a little and then walks forward.

I take my time, but soon I walk in too.

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