a/n: hey guys. It's me Emmabeth. So… I'm back. I already have another one like this on my profile, so check that out. In the mean time, enjoy this one!
Disclaimer:
Me: Uriah, you do it.
Uria: Do what? *pretends to not know what I'm talking about*.
Me: The disclaimer. Duh. *Pretending annoyance*.
Uria: "Oh! Well, if Emmabeth owned Divergent, she would n't still be in school!
Me: Thanks!
Uriah: Nooo problem. Now, let me have a bite of that Dauntless cake you have in your hand. *eyes my cake hungrily*.
Me: Not that thankful. *finishes off the cake*.
Chapter one:
Tris POV
I turn the radeo to the local pop station. My car is old, but it still works. It was Mom's, which is partly the reason I drive it. The rest of the reason is that my brother, who never fails anything, failed his drivers test. That meant hat Mom had only me to pass it down to. She's very centimental, so it's a shocker that she let me have this for my sweet sixteenth.
I pull into Chicago High, and climb out of the car. It's my first day, and I'm nervous about this. I've always been a cousious person, but not today. Today, I'm a nervous wreck.
The dark thoughts enter my mind again. The way they always do when I think about the reasons we moved here. Part of it was my Dad's job, but the other part was what happened three months ago… and still continues today… I push the thought from my mind, like I'm an expert at doing.
I walk across the parking lot, wishing I could just disappear. Already. This is deffinately not good.
A/n: Short chapter. I know. The rest of them will be much longer. I promise. See ya later!
Emmabeth.