A/N:

Hey guys. Since I decided to end my other story I felt like I just needed to write something to replace that empty hole in my heart. And I've been trying to come up with an original plot for an AU and this is what I came up with. It's probably not original but it's not as vast either, I think. Here's my new story. ON WITH THE STORY!

Four; Support group 12:30 pm

The chairs are set up in a circle. And no matter how much you try you always end up sitting in the middle. If the arrangements were up to me I'd scatter the chairs all over the floor facing them away from everyone's straight, and to say the least, depressing faces. Johanna Reyes, support group coordinator for 10 years, enters the room and asks everyone to take a seat. Her face was hidden by her hair and eye patch covering a gruesome scar that she attained in a getaway accident 15 years ago. Everyone took their seats only filling up half of the circled chairs. I made sure that I got one near the end so I can avoid being centered on.

After everyone was seated Johanna took hers, patting her red-orange skirt flat against her legs. She tapped her brown orthopedic shoes on the ground and took a look at everyone that was sitting in that semi-circle. This caused me to pull the hood of my black hoodie closer to my eyes. Of course this movement caused her eyes, well eye, to fall directly on me. She looked at him for a moment and spoke up.

"Four," she said. "You know we don't wear hoods in here."

And I did know but ironically I always seemed to forget right before Support group. I slid my hood off slowly as if the weight of the world rested upon it. Eventually everyone's eyes weren't directed at me any longer and my hood sat at the base of my neck. Johanna looked around once more before opening up with her speech.

"I was just like you 15 years ago," she announced looking at no one in particular. "I stole, I drank, constantly, I smoked more than you know." Everyone, except me, looks at her quite surprised that someone like her would do all those things.

"I did and because of all that it led me down a slippery slope. I disconnected with my family and friends, I didn't get to finish college. And I got this horrendous scar," she gestures to her half hidden eye patch. A kid that looks about the age of thirteen raises their hand. She gestures for him to ask his question.

"How did you get the scar?" Every year it's like this. There's always a new kid to support group who is curious about the back story to Johanna's scar. She smiles lightly at him.

"I was running away from a guy I owed money to, a lot of money. Eventually he caught up to me and he cut me right across my eye and left me there thrashing in pain." The kid seems to shut up completely after the story. To be fair when I first started attending support group I was a little surprised that Johanna did all that stuff. But after 5 years the story seems to get a little old and well boring. I think Johanna can tell that I'm bored and agitated that I have to continuously hear her story because she calls on me.

"Well enough about me, Four," she pauses. "Why don't you tell the group why you're in support group? Make sure you stand up when you speak."

This isn't a new thing; she always makes me tell my story when we get new members in the group. I'm about to stand up when the door to the building opens up. You can hear a conversation going on between two people.

"Hi I'm looking for the troubled teens support group." The voice sounds feminine and timid. You can hear Cara, the receptionist, respond.

"Of course right down that way, they usually keep their doors open."

Light footsteps are heading in the direction of our room. Eventually a blonde head peaks through the room. She knocks on our open door getting the attention of everyone in the room.

"Come on in sweetie our group is always open." Johanna gestures to the many open seats in the circle. She walks into the room and takes a seat next Johanna. She looks over everyone. She doesn't look like the type that would be sent to a troubled teen support group; she doesn't even look like the type to be considered a trouble teen.

"Alright Four go on and continue." She looks over towards the new girl and starts explaining. "Four, here is going to give his story on why he is attending support group." She nods and looks over in my direction. Her eyes are a bluish gray color.

"I'm Four and I'm eighteen years old and I've been attending troubled teen support group for 5 years. I'm a thief I steal anything to everything. I am also a former A.A member. I've been hospitalized 3 times for alcohol poisoning. This is also my last year in troubled teens." I sit down and try not to focus on everyone's stunned eyes.

"Thanks for sharing your story Four." She looks around again and then at the new girl. "How about you share your story next?" She looks over at Johanna as if saying 'me?' Johanna nods. The new girl stands up.

"I'm Beatrice Prior and I'm sixteen years old and this is my first time attending troubled teen support group. I um I live with a foster family because I came from an abusive home. My father abused me often and my mother. That caused me to shoplift and miss school a lot. Now I live with Mr. and Mrs. Prior, my foster parents." She sits back down.

She's been through more than I thought; she's been through the same situation as me; both done by our fathers. I can't even imagine a father beating his own daughter. I excuse myself to the bathroom. Once I enter the hall I almost make two wrong turns. We share the building with a rehabilitation complex and the most of the doors here belong to them. There are also other types of support groups here such as addictions, cancer and etc. Once I get to the bathroom I splash some cold water in my face. When I get back to the room other people are sharing their stories on why they're in T.T. New girl-Beatrice just watches quietly.

Eventually the clock strikes 2:00 signaling that T.T is over. Beatrice immediately grabs her things and exits the room

Hi what do you guys think about the first chapter? I need your opinions so can know if I should continue this. So should I continue it? Chapters may get longer. Also should I do the next chapter in Tris's POV or Four's POV? Also if you guys want to give me names and problems for some of the T.T members I really appreciate it. It's a small group so I'll only take like the first 10. Just feel out this:

Name:

Age:

Why they're in troubled teens:

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