I settle into their pace. The uniform pounding of feet in my ears and the homogeneity of the people around me makes me believe that I could choose this. I could be subsumed into Abnegation’s hive mind, projecting always outward.

I note how calm she looks and how focused she is. She is well-practiced in the art of losing herself. I can't say the same of myself.

I'm Divergent. And I can't be controlled.

Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.

Sometimes drastic change requires drastic measures.

I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.

Did you ever meet someone named Caleb?" I say. 'Caleb," Fernando says. "Yes, there was a Caleb in my initiate class. Brilliant, but he was... what's the colloquial term for it? A suck-up." he smirks.