A/N: This is my first fanfiction so reviews would be wonderful! I will be writing in Tris' POV, but let me know if you want me to add from anyone else's POV. The first chapter is a little slow so bear with me.

"Here goes nothing," I sigh as I enter the building that will help determine my future. I open the front doors to see a large crowd standing around talking. I keep my head low as I make my way to the registrar's office. I feel a thud against my shoulder and fall forward, my bag sliding a few feet ahead of me.

"Watch it stiff," a man yells.

I slowly get up and grab my things. I'm used to it. Throughout high school I was invisible. People didn't even seem to notice me at all. I thought coming to college would somehow make that change. So here I am.

I get to the front of the line and hand in my paperwork. The woman on the other end stares at me.

"Name?"

"Beatris Prior."

"Oh!" she looks astounded, "you're Caleb's little sister."

I give her a slight nod, confused as to how she knows my brother. Caleb and I are only eleven months apart, but he is a year ahead of me since my birthday came after the cutoff date. I don't mind it though; he can be a little overprotective.

The woman hands me back my paperwork and gives me a student ID. I accept it and try to find my dorm. I walk outside to what I assume is the main courtyard and read the names on the buildings. I begin to walk until I feel another thud and I'm on the ground once more.

"I'm so sorry!" the girl squeals as she helps me up. I take a good look at her and can see she has a willowy frame. She is tall with tan skin, brown eyes, and short black hair. She is very pretty.

"It's my fault, I wasn't paying attention," I apologize.

She gives me a sweet smile and hands me back my bag.

"Christina," she greets with her hand extended.

"Tris," I shake her hand. I give her a smile back. She is the first person to notice me. I am a bit surprised by her kindness, but it is nice be acknowledged.

"Where are you headed?"

"Uh, Dauntless?"

"That's where I'm staying!" she squeals again. She takes my hand and rushes me towards the building.


I get to my dorm, which happens to be the room right beside Christina's. Inside there is a twin size bed, a dresser, desk, a closet, and a small kitchen area with a microwave and mini fridge. The room has off-white walls and black floors. I notice my boxes have already been placed in my room and I begin to unpack.

Once I get unpacked I decide to take a shower to relax. I walk down the hallway looking for the bathroom when I notice there is no label stating whether it's the men or women's bathroom. I get nervous and slightly peek through the door before entering. I listen for sounds, but there is only silence. I walk towards the rows of showers and get in. The water is fairly warm and makes me let out a comforting sigh. I wash my hair and body before wrapping my towel around me.

"Shit!" I mutter; I forgot my clothes.

I slowly creep out of the shower and towards the exit. I'm about to reach the door, when it opens and a body is bumping into me. Not again. I hold my towel and brace for the fall. Two hands grab my shoulders and balance me. I look up and peer into two enchantingly dark blue eyes. The guy has dark brown hair and from where I'm standing I can see a scar on his chin. He isn't wearing a shirt, which shows off his incredible stomach, now dripping with water from where our bodies collided. He's extremely tall, and hot. He's probably the hottest person I've ever seen in my entire life. My heart begins to pound with nervousness. I try to say something, a thank you or a sorry, but my mouth is wired shut.

The guy gives me a slight grin before quickly lowering his gaze and removing his hands from my shoulder. He doesn't say anything when he walks towards the showers. I can see a tattoo that covers up his entire back as he disappears behind the shower curtain. I stand still for a second trying to process what just happened. This guy just saw me in a towel and it didn't faze him, I guess I really am unnoticeable.


I get dressed and turn on my computer to go over my course schedule. I know classes don't start for another two weeks, but I want to make sure I know where I'm going each day. I am distracted when I hear a knock at the door.

"It's open," I yell.

I turn around to see Christina walking in. She flings herself on my bed and stares at the ceiling.

"There's a party tonight in the common room. Everyone's invited."

She waits for me to answer, but truthfully, I've never been to a party. I stare at my feet and she turns to look at me, resting her head on her knuckles.

"So do you want to go with me?" she finally asks.

"Sure. But," I hesitate, "I've never actually been to a party before," I confess.

Her mouth drops open as she starts rambling on about how I haven't lived and I'm crazy, blah blah blah. I bury my face in my hands and try to shake her nagging.

"Well, I'm giving you a makeover and you will have fun tonight."

My mother and I went shopping before I arrived so I would have some nice clothes; she bought me a few dresses that would accentuate my petite size. I never really wore dresses or cared about what I looked like, but I wanted my college experience to be different.

I see Christina rummaging through my closet before she picks up one of the dresses. It's a black dress with lace triangle cutouts on each side and it is low cut in the front. I can't wear a bra with this dress so it makes my figure flat, but it's still cute.

She starts curling my hair and then applies makeup. I always wondered what it would be like to have a sister to do these things with, or even just a friend. The closest I had to a girl friend back home was Caleb's girlfriend, Susan. She followed him here for school and so did her brother, Robert. Robert was actually the only friend I had; we used to hang out a lot when we were children, but not so much in high school. He came here on a full scholarship to play football.


We get to the party a little after 10:30pm and the room is packed. There is a bar on both sides of the room and pool tables in the back. The dance floor is in the center surrounded by tables and booths. Christina drags me to the bar and orders us a few martinis. I've never had alcohol and don't really like the burning in my throat from it, but I came here to experience life, so when in college…

I start to feel a little lightheaded after my second drink; I think she called it a Cosmo. I keep smiling now and I have the urge to move my hips. Before I ask her if she wants to dance, arms are flinging around my shoulders.

"Tris!" I turn to see Caleb. "Mom told me you got in this morning. Why didn't you call?" he scowls.

I try to answer, but my mouth feels funny.

"I didn't want to bother you," I manage to slur out.

He laughs at me. "Let's get lunch tomorrow, and don't do anything stupid."

I furrow my eyebrows at him and give him a pout; I hate it when he calls me stupid.

Christina is the one who starts tugging me and we make our way to the dance floor. I wave bye to Caleb and he goes off to his friends. There is a group of girls dancing already so we join them. I am shaking my hips to the rhythm and letting my hair fly in my face as I raise my arms in the air. It feels nice to let loose.

I don't know if I'm excited to be dancing or if I'm just too intoxicated to care, but when a guy gets behind me I let him grab my waist. I lean my body into his as we grind with the music. I turn towards him and place my hands on his chest before I look at his face.

"Robert!" I scream and quickly jump back. He has a drunken smirk on his face and he leans into me.

"Hey Tris. I've missed you."

A/N: Tell me what you think! I will try to update weekly, sooner if I get good reviews :)