My Aptitude Test

Part 3

I gasp for air, my eyes darting around the room to look for Colette. When they find her, she looks shocked, and confused. "I'll... be... right back," she stutters as she scurries through the door at the back and leaves me alone in the room. I stay sat on the chair, patiently waiting for my results. What would that have identified me as? It's meant to leave only one, isn't it? My curiosity soon overflows and I feel the urge to check the computer screen. Before I can however, Colette bursts back into the room, looking down at the ground as she walks towards me, with her hands in front of her lap. She's shaking.
"Is... Something wrong?" I ask, trying to hide the worry in my voice. She stops in front of me and we make eye-contact. Her crystal blue eyes are glazed with tears.
"Well... you see," she starts, as she lowers herself onto a stool, "Your result showed traits from your own faction." She smiles at me, but her lips begin to curve downwards as she delivers the next sentence. "But, it also showed traits from Amity, and Abnegation." I look at her, flabbergasted. We're not supposed to have more than one result. "The way that you switched off the electricity before putting the fire out showed Erudite, but your choice to save her from the smoke showed Abnegation." My jaw is now hanging open, waiting for her to explain more. "Your reasoning for lying to the girl showed that you truly care about others' feelings, which led to the result of Amity. Had you faced the fire, you would have been best fit for Dauntless. Had you put out the fire successfully but not saved her, you would have been best fit for Erudite. Had you found a way to save her without risking your life or putting out the fire would have resulted in Abnegation. She may have gotten out in time, and you may have told her where the criminal went, leaving your result as Candor. If you had run after the criminal, this would have led to Amity, showing that you wanted to restore peace and work things out." Her voice cuts out, and she has to bite the inside of her lips in order to stop her tears from falling, however one escapes, and leaves a stain down her cheek.
"This doesn't make any sense," I mumble, "This is impossible. How can I have more than one result?" I begin to panic, and she stands up and holds her hands out to keep me sitting down.
"It's not impossible," she manages through tears, "But it's dangerous. You are a Divergent. You can't let anyone know of this. Anyone."
"But, why not? Why is it dangerous-?"
"You are a threat to the system!" She interrupts, her lower lip quivering, "If they find out, they will kill you." I am left with nothing else to say, until I think about the choosing cermony.
"So, if I don't have an exact result, then what am I meant to choose tomorrow?" She stares into my eyes, and places a hand on my shoulder.
"Just go with your heart." She then leads me out the room. "Go home. Tell them you got sent home because you had a strange reaction to the serum." She says, before closing the door behind me.