A/N: Sorry to keep you waiting (If there's even anyone here)! Weekdays just aren't pretty for me, even in the summer.
Without further ado, here's chapter 3!
A year later...
The day is bright and sunny, but the good weather only makes me feel worse. It reminds me of the day of Tobias' aptitude test, the last full day I saw him. It's been nearly a year since the Choosing Ceremony, and it's the day of my aptitude test.
As I walk through the field, on my way to school, I let my thoughts wander. I told my brother I would choose Dauntless, but what if my aptitude test says I don't belong there? If I join Dauntless anyways, I have a higher chance of failing initiation. But if I join another faction, the odds are I will never see my brother again.
The clashing scenarios of choosing Dauntless, where Tobias is, or another faction, where I truly belong, war in my mind. The result is a pressure that has settled over every part of my body, from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
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Once I reach the Upper Levels building, I just stand outside for a couple seconds, looking at the building that I've spent countless hours in. It isn't particularly beautiful, especially when you consider that it is the oldest of the three school buildings in our city; Lower Levels, Mid-Levels, and Upper Levels. But this is most likely the last time I'll ever see it. Like many buildings in Chicago, it's made of glass and steel. In front of it, there is a metal sculpture that reaches high into the sky. The Dauntless usually climb it after school.
Once I've gotten my fill of the dilapidated building, I walk briskly into the school and head for my first class, Advanced English. The classes for sixteen year olds are split in half today, to make time for aptitude testing, so, luckily, I only have to endure half the torture of teachers droning on about different subjects and topics.
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The day flies by surprisingly quickly, and I'm off to lunch before I know it. A few of the Erudite snicker at me as I pass, but none engage me. After how I embarrassed Sebastian last year, the Erudite leave me more or less alone.
After I'm finished eating, I fold my hands in my lap and wait. My stomach is in a knot, and I twist my hands together nervously. The aptitude test can't be that bad, I tell myself. After all, everyone takes it at some point or another. But no matter what I tell myself, the butterflies refuse to leave my stomach. They instead flit around endlessly, never seeming to tire.
Ten students are called at a time to take the aptitude test. Groups fly by, and then it's my turn. "From Abnegation, Maeve Ponce and Camilla Eaton."
I rise and approach the doors. I try to keep my steps steady and my breathing even, but inside, I might burst. I follow the others into the hallway, and then we split, each person going to a different testing room. I walk to the room which the volunteer points to, and open the door.
The first thing I see is a middle-aged Dauntless woman, whose back is to me. Most of the other rooms will have Abnegation volunteers administering the aptitude test, but since, according to the rules, we can't be tested by someone in our faction, an Erudite waits in one of the rooms and a Dauntless in another. This Dauntless woman wears black leggings and a tight black T-shirt. She has olive skin and straight black hair that falls to the middle of her back. Unlike some of the Dauntless I've seen, she isn't covered in tattoos or piercings. In fact, I only see one tattoo, which is a black and white hawk on the back of her neck.
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