Here is my second fanfic, I hope you like it.
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I slowly open one of my eyes and look around my new room. I have a huge room with a walk in closet and my own bathroom attached to it, my mom is a famous fashion designer and my dad works for the government. At the end of my Junior year me and my family moved from a small little town in Kansas called Mulvane, up here to Chicago. I guess I like it here, I mean yeah I miss my friends but I didn't really have a social life there. Once we got here though, I realized I will probably have even less of a social life up here.
"Beatrice get up you don't want to be late on your first day of school!" yells my brother Caleb. He is a smarty-pants geek who gets up early every morning and attempts to wake me up. "Okay Caleb, I'm up" I yell back at him. I open my other eye and get up to head for the shower in the bathroom that is attached to my room.
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Once I get out of the shower I put on a towel and walk out of the bathroom to my closet. I find my favorite tight, black crop top, a grey, white, and black plaid flannel shirt, and some cut off jean shorts and put them on. My black sparkle vans are in the corner of my closet with all of the rest of my shoes so I grab them and put them on. Most of my outfits that I wear have black on them as the main color.
I can hear footsteps stomping up the stairs and straight in to my room. "Beatrice hurry you have ten minutes!" Caleb looks at my outfit, "You are not wearing that to school, guys will be all over you!"
"Caleb calm down, no they won't. Now get out I need to do my make-up and hair. He reluctantly leaves and I blow dry my hair then straighten it. After I finish with that, I put on silver eyeshadow and dark grey eye liner on then also some mascara, light pink blush, and light pink lipstick. That is when I notice something, my tattoo. It is of 3 black ravens flying from my collar bone to my heart, each one represents a member in my family. I reposition my hair to cover it up, because my parents would kill me if they knew I had a tattoo. I walk downstairs and grab my backpack then walk out the door to my black mustang. Black is my favorite color, so most of the stuff that I own is black. While walking to my car I spot my neighbor getting into his. He is very well built, he has dark brown hair, a nice chiseled jaw, and perfect ocean blue eyes. He looks like he is in my grade and he is very hansom. He waves at me and smiles so I wave back. I get in my car and drive to my new school, Divergent High.