Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent or any of these characters. All rights go to Veronica Roth.
Chapter 1
Tris POV
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Ugh..." I muttered as I rolled over in bed to shut off my alarm. I rubbed my eyes to rid them of the sleep in them. I threw off the covers and got out of bed. First day at my new school in Chicago. I thought while I picked out what I was going to wear. I eventually settled on a white crop top paired with a denim wash jean jacket, a black pair of skinny jeans, and my high tops. I shuffled into the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth and hair. I got dressed after doing my hair and then put on a little makeup. Figured I had to make a good impression.
I went down the stairs and was greeted by the scent of bacon cooking. I went to my seat at the table and saw a plate of pancakes in front of me. I saw my brother dumping out the contents of the maple syrup bottle on his plate.
"Caleb, that's enough syrup. I need some too, you know!" I said to him.
"Whatever, Beatrice." he said as he put the syrup down.
I glared at him as I grabbed the syrup and poured some on my pancakes. "For the last time," I say as I place the bottle back on the table. "It's Tris."
"You can call yourself whatever you want, but you're always going to be Beatrice."
"Caleb, respect your sister. If she wants to be called Tris from now on, then that's what we'll call her." Mom says as she places some bacon on my plate.
"Thanks Mom," I say, in between bites of my breakfast. I look at the clock on the wall. "Caleb! We gotta go or we're gonna be late!"
I jumped up with a slice of bacon in my hand and grab my backpack off the ground. "Bye Mom, love you!" I say, kissing her on the cheek.
"Come on, Caleb!" I exclaim. He just sits there, his nose buried in a book. "Fine, be late. See if I care." I head out the door, keys in hand. I finish my bacon and get in my car, tossing my backpack in the passenger seat. I buckle up my seat belt and start my new BMW. It was a birthday present from my parents on my 17th birthday. They were in Milan for my mom's fashion show, but they didn't forget about me. They came home as soon as it was over and surprised me with the new car. I love it! I plug in my phone so I can listen to my favorite songs as I drive.
"Cause we're young and we're reckless, we'll take this way too far. It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar..." I sing as I pull into the parking lot of my new school.
I look around as I put it into park and take the keys out of ignition. I immediately spot one group of friends by the flagpole. I see two guys, about a year apart, but they look similar, both with dark skin and wide smiles. They must be brothers. The older one is talking to someone who's back is turned to me. I see two girls laughing together, one with tan skin, and short, dark hair, and the other with long blonde hair, standing by another girl about a year older. But the one who catches my attention is the guy talking to one of the brothers. He's turned around and I can see his piercing dark blue eyes, and dark brown hair, looking like he just rolled out of bed. But on him, it looks good. He has a slightly hooked nose, and there's a slight curl in his upper lip. I stare at him for a moment before I realize I'm still in the parking lot.
"Shit..." I mutter to myself as I turn away. I shouldn't be getting distracted so easily. I have to focus on school.
I grab my backpack and get out of my car. I lock the door and see a guy staring at me when I turn around. Um..no. I thought as I walked into the building. I walked into the main office and went up to the secretary's desk.
"Yes, how can I help you?" She asked with a smile. She seems nice enough.
"Um, I'm new here. I'm supposed to come her and pick up my schedule." I say.
"Of course. Name?"
"Beatrice Prior."
"Alright, well wait right here. The principal will be out to meet you shortly."
"Okay, thank you." I said and went to go sit in one of the chairs they had in there. I was only sitting for a few minutes before a tall woman with short blonde hair walked in. I assumed she must be the principal.
"Hello! You must be our new student Beatrice. I'm Mrs. Matthews, the principal." She said as she walked towards me.
I stood up. "Yeah. Just Tris is fine, thank you."
"Of course Tris. Follow me and you can choose your faction." She said, walking behind a desk with a computer. I remember my mom told me how this high school was divided into groups by human virtues and beliefs. I walk over to Mrs. Matthews and see each factions symbol with a description beside it on the computer. I already knew which faction I would choose, as my mom explained them all to me last night. I guess Mrs. Matthews could tell by the look on my face because she smiled and said,
"Do you have your decision?"
"Yeah, I wanna join Dauntless."
"Great choice, let me just print you your schedule and get you a tour guide."
"Thank you."
A few minutes later, I was being ushered out of the office, schedule in hand by the tan skinned girl I saw by the flagpole earlier. She was going to be my tour guide, apparently.
Author's Note: I know, this ending isn't great but it was the best I could do before giving too much of the story away. This is my first fanfiction so please leave revies on what you think! Thank you!