Author's Note: So hey everyone! It has been a very long time since I've posted a new story/updated some of my older ones. It's all very exciting right now as this is my first Divergent fan fiction and I hope you all enjoy it. As for my other stories, I'm currently putting them on a small break because I feel that what I'm currently writing for them isn't my best work and I don't want you guys getting terrible quality work. I hope you understand my reasoning behind not updating those stories however I will be putting my time into this story if you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent; all rights go to their respectful owners!
The heels of my leather boots clicked on the pavement as I walked along the bustling streets of New York streets. Inches of snow lined the surrounding roads, with not a single space left untouched or undefined. It seemed to be a typical Friday morning in a day of the life of Tris Prior – boring and in other words, safe.
I continued my trek to the mainstream Café, Dauntless Delights, owned by none other than the famous Tori. I'm still forever grateful to score a job at such an established Café, run by such a kind-hearted and welcoming person. Tori had reached out to me when I was in a time of need and direction – in other words, she helped me put the rest of my life on track within such a small time frame.
As I step through the entrance way of the Café, I am greeted with a complimentary warm beverage and the welcoming smile from Tori. My skin tingles from the significant increase in temperature as I walk past the heaters. Ironically, my favourite part of working at Dauntless Delights is the early morning starts, accompanied by all the mouth-watering aromas which ignite my tastebuds.
I follow Tori through the mazes of tables and chairs located inconveniently in our incoming path. Whoever was stuck on the closing shift last night obviously decided to not return the furniture to its original placement.
"Morning Tori, how's it going?" I ask, whilst skilfully tying up my black apron.
Tori follows suit with her apron before replying, "Morning Tris, I'm pretty good I suppose. I'm just exhausted from all these early morning starts and sleep deprivation. My niece has definitely been putting up a fight after moving in with Bud and I."
"If it helps Tori, Christina and I would be able to handle next week's early morning starts so you can catch up on some sleep."
"No, No, Tris it's fine. Besides it's only for a few more weeks until Bud's sister can get the nursery in her house finished and ready for Sarah." Tori pats my shoulder with a grin, before balancing the cash registers.
I then continue with setting up the Café before opening in a couple of hours. My muscles strain as I move the heavy, wooden tables back to their positions against walls and the matching chairs in their positioning under the tables. As I'm running hot water to scrub tables, I curiously look to the antique wall clock behind me and see that half an hour has already passed. I glance to the kitchen and see that there are still no apparent signs of Christina showing up for work. Unsurprisingly, she manages to be late for another shift once again.
"Morning everyone!" Christina says in an overly excited tone. No one should be that excited so early in the morning, let alone Christina herself. I'm guessing her and Will did the deed last night.
"Morning Chris, how was it?"
"What do you-" Realisation hits Christina profoundly, "Tris Prior!" I wince as I'm repeatedly hit with a rolling pin, courtesy of an angry and embarrassed Christina.
"So that's why you're so happy and late this morning." Tori adds, whilst making her way over to the counter. She throws an apron at Christina before heading over to the entrance and flipping the Open/Closed sign over.
Christina waves us all off as she stations at the counter, preparing to take orders for the day. I do a quick sweep of the kitchen, checking all the oven timers and icing the last of the cakes before joining her at the counter. Both our fingers are crossed for an easy work day, but I guess we'll just have to leave it up to fate. The bell soon rings, alerting us of our first two customers of the day – who just so happen to be young, attractive businessmen. They look to be in their early 20s, yet it's always impossible to tell these days. I never usually take notice of our customers, however one in particular captured my attention.
He seemed to be on the tall side: with a broad, muscular build; dark brown hair and the most intense blue eyes I have ever seen. Based on the quality of the suit he is wearing; he definitely seems to be on the wealthier side. Yet I didn't realise how long I had been staring until Christina hit me on the arm, rather hard I might add. Within an instance blood rushed to my cheeks and in return, I hit Christina just as hard on her arm.
Christina bent down to my height and whispered in my ear, "Looks like Trissy has a crush."
I turned to her with a sigh, "Shut up Chrissie."
"Hottie boy on his way over, he's all yours Tris." Christina whispers, before quickly pretending to have to get something from the back kitchen. I give her a sharp look before turning to the front and straightening out my uniform.
Just as I'm about to serve "Hottie" I see a man I thought I'd never see again for a long time. I release a groan and pleadingly look around for Christina, who luckily returns just in time. She shares a quick word with Tori, who then comes over to stand with me in case my ex decides to start any trouble.
"Can I help you Peter?" I ask monotonously. I was still yet to have my morning coffee, so I really hoped that he didn't start a scene in the middle of the Café…
Peter leans over the counter with a menacing look in his eye. I let out a sigh before looking at Tori with a tired expression and heading out the back to compose myself.
"Tris you fucking whore, get back here right now. We need to talk!" Peter yells at my retreating figure.
I immediately stiffen at his harsh words and turn back to the front. Anger flares within me and once again I'm taking Peter's bait – falling victim to the abuse. I hear Christina and Tori threatening him to leave, yet I know that the only way to get rid of him is if I do it myself.
"Peter what do we have to talk about? Last time I checked you were the man whore who cheated on me and fucked my friend Lauren. You have no right to come see me, let alone confront me at work. If you don't move your ass within the next ten seconds, I will happily call the police and get you escorted out of this premises myself. Face the facts Peter, I am much happier without you so don't you think it's time for you to move on?"
Once those words leave my mouth, I instantly feel a great deal of regret. Peter definitely has a short temper and it seems the rest of the coffee shop will be lucky enough to witness his colorful behavior. I glance back worriedly at Christina and then to Tori who is already beginning to dial the police to get Peter escorted out.
"You do not get to speak to me like that Tris, you little bitch. I'm going to make you regret ever meeting me, such a pity." Peter spits out every word. He's like balloon that has been blown up too far and is ready to burst at the slightest touch.
"Excuse me Sir, but may I remind you that this is a public place. It is clear that this young woman does not want you here and it is clear that you are being a nuisance to the public." An unfamiliar voice says in a quiet, yet threatening tone.
I glance up from my cowering spot behind the counter with Christina and into the eyes of what seems to be my saviour. I feel Christina tap me and whisper, "Looks like it's Hottie to the rescue Tris."
"Whatever Tris, you've been warned. I can promise you right here that this isn't the last time you'll see of me. Next time I won't be so lenient." Peter threatens before storming out of the Café.
I stand up in my position now and give myself a small moment to compose before serving customers again. His final words are still echoing in my mind, "Next time I won't be so lenient"
"Hey, what can I get you?" I ask the next customer, not realizing who that customer happens to be.
"I'll have two espressos please and two slices of your Dauntless cake, thanks."
I type in his order onto the system before telling him how much his order has come to. Our hands gently brush together as I hand him his membership card.
"I don't think I've seen you working here before. But hey, based on that show you put on over there, I think it's safe to assume that the asshole was your ex."
"I could say the same for you as well but yeah, I started working here two weeks ago."
"Well it's nice to meet you, my name is Four and my friend over there is Zeke." He glances over his shoulder to his left and I see the guy he is talking about standing with Tori.
"Nice to meet you Four, I'm Tris. Don't worry about paying for today and your order should be ready in a few minutes." I smile at him before assisting Christina with the next order.
"Order for Four." I call out.
"Here's your order of two espressos and two slices of Dauntless cake." I give him a soft smile, before handing him a paper bag and cup holder.
"Thanks," he says as he collects the order from my hands. "I hope to see you again Tris."
"You too Four." I give him a small wave as he and his friend Zeke walk out.
"He's pretty hot Tris and totally into you." I glance and see Christina standing next to me.
"He is not into me Christina… I mean look at all the other girls in here and then look at me. I'm not pretty and I'm not ugly… I'm just plain old Tris."
"Tris please, you're pretty and you know it, so I don't want to hear another word from you saying otherwise. Oh and I forgot to tell you, we're meeting up with Will tonight at the club and you have no say in it whatsoever. After our shifts we can go to my place and get ready!" Christina squeals whilst I lightly bang my head against the counter.
"Am I really that bad Tris?" Christina says teasingly with her hand over her heart.
"You sure are Chrissie."
Looks like it's definitely going to be a very long day, so much for a relaxing Friday night and simple weekend…
Author's Note: So this is the end of Chapter one and I'm interested to see all your thoughts on this story. I have quite a lot of ideas as to where to take this story however I'm always open to hearing what you guys all have to say as you are the ones reading it. The next chapter will most likely be in Tobias' POV and you will hopefully hear more of his background story.
-Madi.