Chapter Two

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I lean my elbows on the table, waiting for my name to be called. The Aptitude Tests run once a year, in rooms at school that are only used for this purpose. My father sits beside me, making polite conversation with those around him, but I just sit in silence, waiting.
"Evelyn Eaton, Room Four. " someone over the tannoy announces. I rise from my seat, and make my way over to the door with a number four marked on it in big black font. When I enter, the room is full of mirrors, which my eyes automatically avoid. I head towards the chair in the middle of the room, and sit down on it, avoiding the blinding pain in my back.
"My name is Emma, and I'll be running your aptitude test. Drink this." A bored Erudite woman announces, and passes me a vial of liquid. I want to ask what it is, but asking questions has got me into trouble before, it will again. Therefore, I drink the liquid, and close my eyes.
I think I am alone in this room, but then a voice rings out from the ceiling.
"Choose."
I turn around, and laid out on two pillars are a piece of meat and a knife.
"Take the slab of meat." I hear my father's voice echoing in my head. But I won't obey his instructions. Not any more. I pick up the knife, proud of my act of defiance against my father. Suddenly, growling erupts from behind me. A dog stands before me, teeth bared, ready to attack. I know what I need to do. Stab him. But I can't. I throw the knife to the side, and try and remember all those boring biology lessons at school of wild wolves and dogs. What do you do if a dog wants to attack you?? I wish I'd just picked up the meat, it would have been a lot easier.
Suddenly, I remember. You show it that you mean no harm! I am about to sink onto my knees to show it that it is the dominant animal, when it attacks.
It's dagger like teeth meet my exposed flesh, and there is a ripping sound in my ears. Wildly, I thrash out at the dog, hoping to hit something, and I do. It lets go of my arm, and I breathe a sigh of relief.
"Puppy!!" A girl calls from behind me. The dog runs towards the girl, growling. I can't do it, I can't let it kill her. It's just a simulation! I tell myself.
Than what does it matter??
I throw myself in front of the dog, and I am taken into the next part of the simulation.
I emerge from the simulation, sitting bold upright in the seat. "Well done." Emma says. "Your result was not as expected. Abnegation, Amity and Dauntless."
"Ok" I reply.
"They call it Divergent. There are others like you, but they are being killed. I'll delete the footage. Be careful, and don't tell anyone." She says, and I walk out the door without a backwards glance, confusion in my mind. I find my father, and sit by him whilst we wait for everyone's aptitude test to be finished.
"All Aptitude Tests are finished." Someone announces "You are free to go."
Anyone from Amity, Candor, Dauntless and Erudite runs immediately to the doors, desperate to get back home where no doubt they have a loving family waiting for them. Only the Abnegation remain, waiting for everyone else to leave first. We could be here for hours, letting people into buses before us selflessly. I try to sneak out the back way, but father catches my arm. I know I'll get punished for that when we get home.

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