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Tris Prior was a broken person. She has to go live with her godmother Tori across the country after her family was killed. Will going to a new school and meeting new people change this broken Tris into a new person?
Chapter 1:
After taking a 5 hour plane ride from California to Chicago I'm exhausted. I grab my back pack and slowly make my way into the airport. My social worker said I am suppose to meet my godmother Tori after I pick up my luggage. So I follow the line of people and wait for the luggage carousel to start. I find my dull, cheap suitcase and make my way to the line of people waiting for their husbands and wives and children and family to come home, and I spot my godmother. I remember when she came to visit me when me and my brother Caleb were only five. She knew what my parents did to us, what we went through. She tried talking to them about it. They shut her out and I never saw her again.
"Beatrice!" Tori calls out.
"Hi Tori" I say, I try to put on a nice smile but I know I failed terribly because I'm exhausted and mentally drained.
"Come I then let's get you to your new home."
I follow Tori out into the parking lot and to her car. More like shiny black SUV. I put my stuff in the back and go in the front seat. I can tell she wants to say something but isn't sure what to say. She must have settled on something because I hear her say
" So how was your flight?"
" Tiring but good I guess"
" That's good, when we get back to my place you can take a nap or unpack, or we can have dinner, whatever you like."
Tori seems so cheery it is hard to get used to. " I'll probably unpack or nap, I'm not very hungry right now."
"Ok sounds good"
We get to what I presume is Tori's house five minutes later. Except this house is so big that it could have eaten three other houses. This was the largest mansion I have ever seen. Of course the other 'houses' on the street were just as big but still. I suddenly feel very out of place.
" Home sweet home" Tori announces once she is parked in the driveway. I get out and get my stuff from the back. When I walk back up the driveway I realize Tori is talking to some boys playing basketball outside next door.
" Hi Zeke, Uriah, and Four!" she says to the boys. Two look similar, almost like brothers but one is different. He is muscular and has short dark brown hair. And all of a sudden I realize he is staring back at me.