"Don't be nervous, everything will be fine," my mother said, smiling at me. I couldn't help but to smile back. I hated to admit it, but I was incredibly nervous about today. I was supposed to take a test today that determined what faction I should choose to live in for the rest of my life. I was scared as to where they would say I should go.
I hugged my mother and father goodbye, and walked to the bus with my younger brother, Samuel. We boarded the vehicle that would take us into the city, where I would have to take the dreaded test. After we sat down, I started fiddling with the hem of my bright orange blouse. I hated the color orange. And yellow. They look awful on me. I really hope I didn't get Amity. I hate it here. Everyone's always way too happy, and I'm pretty sure they put drugs in the food or something, because there was no way anyone could be that happy for that long.
"Andrea?" I heard someone say, but I didn't respond because I was so lost in thought.
"Andrea!" Someone said again, nudging me this time. I looked over at my brother, and he had a fairly concerned expression on his face.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"What's wrong?" he asked. "You're nervous about the test, aren't you?"
"Yeah. I really don't want to end up with Amity results. I think I'll go insane if I have to stay there."
"Who knows, maybe you'll get Dauntless," he said. I knew he was joking, but I think a part of me wanted it to be true. I've always admired the Dauntless and their fearlessness. Well, maybe they're not fearless, no one is. Maybe they just know how to face their fears better than anyone else, and it makes them appear that way.
I was once again pulled away from my thoughts as we hit a huge hole in the road, indicating we were almost at school. I only had classes for half of the day, and then it would be time for the test.
All through class, my only thoughts were; I'm not selfless enough to be Abnegation. I'm not peaceful enough to be Amity. I'm not smart enough to be Erudite. I'm not brave enough to be Dauntless. I'm not truthful enough to be Candor. Maybe they should make a faction just for me. Finally, the bell rang indicating lunch.
I wasn't really in the mood to eat, so I just sat at the table watching everyone. I saw a group of Dauntless kids in the corner flinging food at each other, missing completely. A group of Candor's sat around, arguing about who knows what. I finally looked at the rest of the Amity sitting around me. They all seemed completely unfazed about the test we were preparing to take. They talked about anything end everything, but without a care in the world. That's the thing about Amity. We're careless.
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