The next morning after I showered, I walk to my bed with a towel around my head and a towel around my body. I pick up the clothes that are laying on my bed, and put them on. Then I take off the towel that was around my head and let the wet strands fall over my shoulders. I sigh. ''Why so angry, farmer girl?'' I hear Sharon say. Has she been there the whole time? ''Nothing. Why would you care anyways?'' I ask, sighing. Sharon chuckles. ''I can see why you choose Dauntless. Jeez, don't you worry, Amity. Don't you ever.... ever... worry.'' She says on a sarcastic Amity way. She just made fun of my previous faction. I shake my head. Now I am not into the mood to attack her. Maybe another time. And then I will not fight her like a kitten, but like a lion. ''Don't you have better things to do?'' I ask, while I sigh and sit down. Sharon laughs. ''I mostly use my spare time to think about how to win.'' She says. I let out a little chuckle. ''Well, king of expected that already.'' Sharon lets out a grin. ''Did you know who I have to fight tomorrow?'' She says with an evil smile. It looks like Eric's. ''Of course I do...'' I sigh. Me. ''I hope you know that I am going to win. No matter what nonsense you try. Like attacking Keith or something.'' She says, almost spitting. I grin. ''You can give me karma if you want. You can try to attack my friends. But then literally, I'll hit you below the line.'' I say. Sharon smiles. ''Oh I'd love to hit your friends. What about... That other Amity girl? Nadine? Or your boyfriend, Cam?'' She says, on a sarcastic-nice way. ''Or what about Blaise? I always saw what kind of loser he was, holding things back. Or the nerd, Quin... No wait, let's go straight for the Stiff!'' I shake my head. ''You're sick.'' I say and with that, I make huge steps out of the bedroom. I was dressed already.

I shove at the table for breakfast. ''Wow, why so down?'' Cam asks me. I swallow. ''Oh, I just had a little chit chat with Sharon. About our fight. You know how she talks about it. Like she is going to win.'' I say, while grabbing a bread. ''Hit her. Please, hit her so hard. She was always being so arrogant at Candor. I always wanted to punch her. But now we can, cause we are Dauntless. We may use violence. Well acutally, we have to.'' Blaise says. I nod. ''I'll do my best.'' I say. ''What are we going to do at the training this time?'' Quin asks. Cam chuckles. ''Throwing knives. Take that, Erudite.'' He laughs. I poke him. ''She is not Erudite anymore, dummy.'' I say. Cam takes a sip of his drink and laughs. ''She still sounds like Erudite.'' Calvin pokes Cam. ''We ar enot our previous factions anymore, farmer boy.'' Calvin laughs. ''Don't you dare, Stiff!'' Cam yells laughing and goes with his knuckle over Calvin's head. ''Turns out you're funny after all, Stiff.'' Cam laughs. Calvin laughs and pushes away Cam's hand. ''So, you said throwing knives?'' Calvin asks while he takes a bite of his bread. ''Yeah. I heard it would be helpful in the future or something.'' Cam grins. ''Yeah, cause then I'll push it through your head.'' Blaise laughs. ''Oh please, Candor.'' Cam laughs and throws his bread to Blaise. ''Wow, calm down here!'' A voice says. Four. ''We're sorry. We shouldn't play with food.'' Blaise says. Four laughs. ''I was talking about the knife throwing, Blaise.'' Four says. He sits down next to me. Gosh, why does he have to make it so awkward? I guess it always would be better than Eric shoving next to you, just like what happened to Calvin. ''So... I guess you all are below the line. Except for you, Cam.'' Four says to Cam. Cam laughs confidently. ''Listen, I hate the others too. But they don't deserve to be above the line. And you don't deserve to be Factionless. That's why I want to ask you guys if you want to have an extra training.'' Four says, almost whispering. ''Extra training? Isn't that against the rules?'' Quin asks. Blaise pokes her. ''Come on, Quin. Extra training... More chance... Think about it.'' He says. Quin pulls out her ponytail. I think it's the first time I see it. It falls in layers over her shoulders. ''It's a good idea.'' Cavin says. ''Good. I expect you tomorrow before the first training in the training hall.'' He says, and then he goes on with eating. Wait, is he on our side now or something? I thought it was forbidden for him to do something that was against the Dauntless rules. I don't really trust it at all. Specially not after the night I bumped into him. Where for gods sake was he going...?

The bell goes for our spare time. I don't know what I'll do. Bitching against Sharon would pull down my mood more. It's awkward between Nadine, Cam and me. Four is just scary, eve though I'd like more training. And I don't know where Calvin is. I sit down with Blaise and Quin. ''Hello Demi.'' Blaise says. ''Hey.'' I sigh. ''Don't you have to be with the others?'' Blaise asks. I shake my head. ''Nah... I don't wanna.'' I say. Blaise laughs. ''Since when don't you like anyone aymore?'' ''I don't know, I just don't feel like it right now.'' I say. Blaise nods. ''Ready for the knife throwing?'' He asks. I lift my shoulders. ''I never used any weapons before. Amity, remember? We didn't have any knives at our faction. Well, only for cooking.'' I explain. Blaise nods. ''So... Was your name always been Demi before?'' He asks. I nod. ''My mom always used to tell me that it means Goddess of the Earth.'' I swallow as I think about my mom. Maisie. Charity. Bryan. Grace. Luna. Johanna. My previous faction. My home. With the sunny orchard. I think about the last day. I went plucking apples with Nadia. Nadia. That was her previous name. Now it's Nadine. Cameron... Now it's Cam. Everything changed. Why?! I miss home... I chose Dauntless. I betrayed my previous faction. I like violence. But I am not Dauntless. I fit in more factions. Three to be clear. I am Divergent. My eyes get watery, but I swallow them away. ''What was your previous name?'' I ask. ''Mine was still Blaise.'' Blaise says. ''Mine was Quinty. But that sounds too Erudite. So I changed it to Quin.'' Quin says. I nod. It's easy for Candor and Erudite to join Dauntless. They all show a little bit of thins like the Dauntless. Erudite for example is arrogant. And Candor for example used to smoke a lot at school. Just like the Dauntless. Stiffs have nothing to do with Dauntles. But Erudite and Abnegation are enemies. Just like Amity and Dauntless. I think that's the reason why Amity and Abnegation both get bullied a little sometimes.

I decided to leave Blaise and Quin alone, and search for Four or Calvin. They are the only ones that I am not confused about, besides Blaise and Quin of course. I could've know I'd bump into Four. ''Gosh... What do we have with bumping in...'' I sigh. ''Well, I was searching for you...'' He starts. ''I need to talk to you.'' Oh no. Here it comes. He knows. He knows I am Divergent... ''I wanted to talk to you about that fight with Sharon.'' He starts. Oh. ''What about it?'' I ask. ''Well... The way you attacked her... Doesn't look like Dauntless at all... Mostly Amity...'' He says. I roll my eyes. ''Seriously? Gosh. You Dauntless always find a way to judge. You must have been Candor or something. No way you were Abnegation...'' I say. He swallows. ''Most people think that... Anyways, ready for the knife throwing?'' He asks, changing the subject. I nod. ''Good. Keep it up. You'll make it, Demi. Believe me.'' He says. I nod. ''I do believe you... I just don't have that much faith...'' I say, what actually sounds true. 'Get it. It's the only way to be Dauntless.'' Four says. I nod. ''I am 8th.'' I say. ''It'll be okay. At the end of the initiation, I was first.'' He says, and walks away. I stand there, confused. But I got what he said. I decide to turn around and search for Calvin. He is the only one I can talk to now.

I find him, in the Pit.

''How are you doing?'' I aks. Calvin sighs. ''Besides the fear that I won't make it, I am good I guess.'' Calvin says. I sigh. ''I am scared, too.'' I say. Calvin looks at me. ''For what?'' He asks. I sigh. ''You're 8th, Demi. Initiation is not over yet... It's easier for you...'' He says. I shake my head. ''That doesn't say you can't make it, Calvin...'' I say. Calvin sighs. ''I am too low below the line...'' he says, and crosses his arms. I push a hand through my hair and stare into the distance. ''You'll be okay. Besides, the extra training from Four will also help you a lot more.'' I say. Calvin nods, a little unbelievable to me. ''I should go. Knife throwing. You coming later...?'' I ask. Calvin nods. And I walk away.