~Tris~
My dad pulls into the driveway of Divergent High School.
"Here ya go," he says cheerily. "I'll pick you up at 5, kay?"
"Ok," Caleb, my brother, and I murmur. "Love you dad, love you mom."
We trudge up the small hill to the entrance. As we walk in, I note the office.
"Caleb, I think that's where we go."
"Ok."
We walk in as a lady greets us.
"Hello! I am Tori, the secretary. Are you new?"
"Yes," Caleb starts. "I am Caleb and this is Beatrice. Prior. We got here today."
"Okay," says Tori, going through some files. "Here are your packets with your schedules and stuff. Have a great day!"
It is the first day of school for everyone at Divergent, but Caleb and I are new to the town as well, while most kids have been here since Kindergarten.
"I am locker number 83," Caleb notes.
"I'm 207," I respond. I am staring at my schedule so intensely that I bump into someone and drop all of my papers.
"I'm so so sorry," I start.
"It's okay. Are you new? I'm Christina. Christina Willows."
"I'm Beatrice Prior, but you can call me Tris. What year are you in?"
"Junior. You?"
"Same!" I laugh. "I'm locker 207, can you show me where the lockers are?"
"I'm 208! We can be best buds, and travel everywhere and be friends and- Oh. My. Gosh."
"What?"
"It's Four."
"Four?" I'm flabbergasted.
"Four. The most handsome boy in the school. He's a senior, but he is soooo cute!" She flounces off, dragging me behind.
"Hi Four! How are you?" He raises an eyebrow at Christina. I shoot him a look that says 'sorry!'
He shrugs.
"This is Tris. She's new. You should take he-"
"Christina!" I say. "I'm not interested!" I pull her away from Four, although I admit it was very hard to do so. He is very handsome, with piercing blue eyes.
"Tris! Why'd you do that?"
"No reason," I shrug. "What classes do you have?"
"Math, Technology, Music, Language Arts, Science, P.E., Health," she says.
"Me too!" I scream. We have the exact same schedule! How is that possible?
"I think that we were meant to be together," hints Christina, as if she read my mind.
"That's what I thought!" I say, and we scream again.
After music, Christina and I walk to lunch.
"Ok, Tris, last year me and my friends sat at a table and we're doing the same today. All of them you should have seen in your classes at some point."
As we sit down at a table with a lot of people she points to each person.
"Tris, this is Uriah, Marlene, Will, Lynn, and Zeke. Guys, this is Tris."
"Hi Tris," they chorus as Christina runs off to get her lunch. I am busy talking to them so I don't notice him come up.
"Hi, can I sit here?"
It's Four.
"Sure?" Uriah questions.
"Cool," says Four.
Christina comes back.
"FOUR IS SITTING WITH US THE HEAVENS HAVE ANSWERED MY PRAYERS!" she screams as the whole cafeteria goes silent and stares at her. Our whole table starts laughing and the cafeteria goes back to its regular pace.
"So, Tris," says Four. "How are you?"
"Good," I reply.
"Cool." He scoots closer to me and puts his arm around my shoulder.
"So," he says. "Tris…."