"Are you crazy?"
"No, just insane."
Elysium has known all her life who she was. She was just never brave enough to see it.
Abnegation, Amity, Candor, Dauntless, Erudite--so many options, but not just one is right for her. Between the struggles of being number one (which was all she ever really wanted), choosing the right faction (but perhaps there really is no right choice) and the charming but infuriating Dauntless boy (who always seems to be a little too curious) , what will she do? Elysium isn't sure what to do with herself when she finds out she is Divergent--a strange, new word to her. What is Divergent?
Who is Divergent?
This is a Divergent fanfic, I take no credit for it--all rights to Veronica Roth.
