Beatrice wakes in the testing room. Before I read on, I have a sinking sense of apprehension. After what just happened, I have no idea what to expect, but I can't help but assume it won't be good. Tori's reaction doesn't help much either. She says something about how the test was "perplexing" and doesn't appear to be very comfortable herself. This doesn't do much to calm Beatrice's nerves either. Her mind starts spiraling out of control. She long to be relieved, like she thought she would be after the test. It has only made things worse. She begins to ponder the thought of her own fate. She begins to fill herself with anxiety when realizing the possibility of becoming factionless is more real than she has ever imagined.
After what seems like ages, Tori returns. "Beatrice, your results were inconclusive." My heart sank. I can't be completely sure of what this means yet, but from the foreshadowing I've picked up on, I know it isn't something to be proud of. Beatrice immediately begins questioning Tori. Surprising, since she hasn't shown signs of being curious before. *sarcasm* Tori explains that the test rules out the factions, one by one, until a single faction remains, but in Beatrice's case, only two factions could be ruled out: Amity and Candor. Because of her inconclusive results, Beatrice is now deemed... DIVERGENT. (Don't you just love when the title is used in the story?)
But Divergence is dangerous, as Tori warns, and Beatrice is sent home to allow herself time to think. The sucky thing is, she isn't allowed to share her results with anyone.. Ever. She decides to walk home, rather than take an earlier bus, so she doesn't have to make up an excuse as to why she is home so early. On the journey home, she reflects on her home faction's lifestyle, and realizes its beauty, but she also remembers how much she stands out. She passes through the home of the factionless and is confronted by an older factionless man, who really creeped me out. I'm not sure why she thought it would be such a great idea to talk to him, but she did. He asks her for something to eat, and as she is reaching into her bag for apple slices, her grabs her wrist. At this point I am screaming, "I TOLD YOU SO!" in my head. Then of course his creepiness doesn't stop there. He smiles and makes some weird remark about her pretty eyes. Things escalate as he says she looks a little young to be out alone, and she plans out her violent escape, but to her surprise (and mine too!), he lets her go. "Choose wisely little girl." I would have cried.
"But choosing a different faction means I forsake my family. Permanently."
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