We are not the same. But we are, somehow, one.

But maybe what I saw as fearless was actually fear under control.

She walks away, and I am too stunned to follow her. At the end of the hallways she turns and says, "Have a piece of cake for me, all right? The chocolate. It's delicious." She smiles a strange, twisted smile, and adds," I love you, you know." And then she's gone. I stand alone in the blue light coming from the lamp above me, and I understand: She has been to the compound before. She remembered this hallways. She knows about the initiation process. My mother was a dauntless.

I'm not Dauntless - I'm Divergent. I am whatever I choose to be.

It's then that I realize: Of course Tris would go into the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb. Of course she would.

Those who seek peace above all else, they say, will always deceive to keep the water calm.

I never thought I would need bravery in the small moments of my life. I do.