Tris' Divergent Army

Test: Paris

As soon as Fayth and I are in the school I break off and tell her I need to prepare for the test.  
"Why? this isn't a test you prepare for, and even if it was why does it m-?" I cut her off.
"I'm just really nervous and need to mentally prepare, this test decides everything and I don't know if I'm ready." I say anxiously. She looked pissed that I cut her off and didn't let her finish her story but I wanted to get away, I honestly didn't care if Hope's the worst because she bought a coral coat instead of red, that doesn't even make sense. She looked like she was going to say something but one of her Erudite friends ran over
"OMG, Fayth," she started in a shrill voice, all the populars had the same tone of voice, it was a little scary "some blonde bitch just defended a guy who dissed Erudite. She is such a whore!" How does defending someone make you a whore? I didn't have time to question their nonsense this time, I only had moments of freedom. I walked off as casually as I could toward the room where we would have our pre-test lecture and hid in a group of people. Now that I was alone I had time to think about the test, I really was nervous. Lost in thought, I totally missed the lecture. Someone grabbed my hand, pulling me out of my daze and causing me to jump.
"Come on time for testing." it was Fayth, she looked more exited then nervous.
"Aren't you nervous?" I ask, stunned that someone could be so calm about this.
"Of course not!" She furrowed her brow, "it doesn't matter what I get, I'm going where Alex goes." She says dreamily.
"What if you break up?" I ask, standing up and walking with her toward the testing room. I was only being realistic, none of her relation ships lasted more than a few weeks.
"We won't." she said firmly, did she honestly believe that? She and Alex have been on and off forever and she says that every time, not just about Alex but all her relation ships, sometimes I question her sanity. As we wait she talks about Alex and how they are made for each other, I smile and listen in anticipation for my name to be called.
"Paris Corney." a female calls, finally. I get up without saying goodbye to Fayth and make my way over to the abnegation woman. Her hair is red and in a simple pony tail and she wore an ugly gray dress. Plain like all stiffs, but beautiful. I wonder for a second what she might look like if she were given the opportunity to dress how she liked. She lead me into a room, it's very well lit, almost too bright and there are mirrors on every wall, floor to ceiling. In the center off the room there's a chair that looks like it belongs in a dentists office.
Oh God, what are they gonna do to me? I think to myself. Then I have about a million ideas of what could happen to me.
"Sit, please." she says kindly gesturing to the chair, I do as I'm told as I have to many thoughts running through my head to formulate a proper response. I look down at my trembling hands while the woman attached wires to me "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you." she said fiddling  with the wires.
"Good. I mean okay." I stuttered. God, why am I so awkward. She smiled and handed me a small glass of... something. I brought my brows together and looked at her in confusion and distaste but I didn't say anything out of fear I might say the wrong thing again.
"It's syrum, don't worry this won't hurt you either. Everyone has to drink it." She said. It wasn't getting hurt I was worried about.
Well, It was a good run. I couldn't help but think to myself before squeezing my eyes shut and downing the liquid. When I re-opened my eyes, I was standing in a room of mirrors. "Okay,  this doesn't seem so bad" I said aloud before realizing I couldn't see myself in the mirrors. I jumped, Why did that take so long to notice? I sighed and closed my eyes. "Okay." I said, confused when I opened my eyes to see myself in the mirror. I turned around in a circle to see myself in all the mirrors.
"Choose." said a voice beside me, my voice? I turned quickly to see myself.
"What?" I asked "Choose what?" She gestured to two pedestals. one, holding a knife, the other a chunk of cheese.
"Choose, now." She said firmly.
"Why?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips. She didn't reply she just tilted her head. I turned to the pedestals. I reached out, my hand hovering over the knife, Why would I need a knife? I closed my eyes and shook my head. Don't think, just take it! said a voice in my head. I brought my hand down to grab the knife but nothing was there, I opened my eyes. In front of me where the pedestal should have been, there was nothing. Angrily, I turned back to, well me. She wasn't there. Instead there was a vicious looking black dog. I should have taken the knife. No I can't kill it, I won't. The dog started to move toward me, moving slowly and growling louder and louder as he got closer. I turned quickly and broke into a sprint. The mirrors fell away, but didn't shatter. Odd, I thought to myself. Well I mean, this whole thing is pretty odd but it's  a dream. Still if a mirror falls it should break. This doesn't matter right now, this doesn't matter at all. I'm always thinking, never about the problem at hand. Which, in its self is a problem. The dog was quickly catching up, I had to do something. "Now or never!" I yell turning around and facing the dog. It's eyes were as black as coal and contained no trace of remorse, it was not going to hold back. I put my arms up blocking my face got into a defensive stance, I don't know where I learned how but it seemed like second nature, maybe it was just the adrenaline. The dog leaped toward me, opening its mouth to expose its yellow, sharp teeth covered with blood and and off white foam. It violently clamped down on my left wrist. The pain didn't register at that moment, I pushed forward with all my strength, the dog fell to the ground with a thud and a yelp. Then, the strangest thing happened, the dog got absorbed into the floor, or something. Suddenly I felt light headed and and looked at my wrist, seeing the blood I immediately felt the pain the adrenaline had covered up. I fell to my knees and cried out in pain.
"Oh-no, no no no! This is not good!" It was the woman, my test administrator. I sat up with a start and looked over at her,
"What, what isn't good?!" I asked, she jumped and turned
"Oh, you're up." she said clearly startled. She walked over and started to remove the wires, "nothing, absolutely nothing is wrong." she was really bad at lying.
"If there's something wrong with me I need to know!" I say angrily.
"Listen," her tone became hushed, "there's nothing wrong with you, your Divergent." "I'm what" I ask. "Your test result, you got multiple factions, no one can no what we are, I'll enter your results manually, I'll say you got Amity. You can't tell anyone." She was talking too fast.
"Wait, wait, wait. I don't understand, what am I supposed to do at the choosing ceremony? What do I tell my friends? And my family?" I ask.
"I told you tell no one, tell them you got Amity. As for the choosing ceremony, I can't help you, you'll have to do what you think is best." she replied pushing me toward the door gently, "Now go or someone will get suspicious." I'm chauffeured out of the room before I can ask anymore questions and am left outside with a million questions wondering what I'm to do with myself. I sneak down the hallway and passed Fayth, I don't want to talk now.
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Authors Note~ Hey guys, sorry we haven't updated in forever I know we tend to do it a lot and I've said it about three hundred times but I am so sorry. We tried to get a schedule but it didn't work out, we'll try again but for now, if you're actually enjoying our fan fics, you'll have to bear with us. ~Fangirl #2