The Fire in Amity: A Divergent Short Story

Chapter 3

"You were kind to the dog at first. Even that one small act confirms your aptitude for Amity." Veronica says.  "You are Divergent." 

I still can't believe this. All my life I've thought the Amity were annoying, just a bunch of pansycakes. I don't understand why just having a love for animals gets me aptitude for them. Then I notice that Veronica still looks very scared.

"What?" I snap. "What's so bad about having aptitude for Dauntless and Amity?" 

"It's not what factions you have, it's that you have multiple. Being Divergent is dangerous. You can't tell anyone." Veronica whispers to me. 

Divergent. My mind is spinning. I can't take all this in at once. I still don't understand what is so bad about having aptitude for multiple factions. And I still don't believe that I'm Amity. I can't be. 

"Why is it dangerous?" I ask. 

"If you are Divergent you can't be controlled and your mind works differently than others." Veronica explains. 

This confuses me even more. Who would want to control me? 

"What do you mean?" I ask Veronica.

"This is too hard to explain right now. I'm sorry, but you really must go. And remember not to tell anyone!" 

"Wait, I still need answers!" I say frantically.

"There's no time! Please go for your own good!"

Veronica rushes me out of the room and calls in the next person. My mind is in a daze. Why was Veronica so scared that I was Divergent? Divergent. That word sends a chill through my spine. My brain is overflowing with thoughts. There is so much to process. I shakily walk back to my table and sit down next to Ryder and my best friend Zoe. Zoe doesn't notice how shaken up I am, and begins talking to me about how excited she is that we will be Dauntless soon. Well now I know for sure what her Aptitude Test told her. I always knew for sure that I was going to be Dauntless and that's why I couldn't wait to get the process started. The Aptitude Test was the first step. That's why I wanted the morning to go by quickly, so I could start the process soon. Now everything's different. I have aptitude for Amity too. Amity. I start panicking. What if I'm not meant for Dauntless? There's no way an Amity girl can pass Dauntless initiation. Ugh. What am I going to do?! I guess I'm not meant to go to Dauntless. My whole life, even since I was little, I always expected I would be Dauntless. I love adrenaline rushes, and I always found myself doing brave acts without even meaning too. But I guess I have to let go of all of that.