"Beatrice!" my older brother Caleb yells and pounds on my bedroom door.
I bolt upright in bed. "What? And for the last time call me Tris!"
"You need to get up Tris, school starts in an hour!" he yells and stomps off down the hall.
I sigh, and climb out of bed. I pad over to my closet and look through my clothes. After about five minutes I finally decide on black shorts, a red cami, a black cardigan, black converse, and red hipster glasses. I walk over to my bathroom and quickly brush my teeth, brush my hair and put on some makeup. When I'm finish I grab my backpack from my floor and head for the stairs.
"Tris!" Caleb calls.
"What?" I yell back.
"Breakfast is ready."
I reach the bottom of the stairs and walk into the kitchen. I see Caleb standing by the counter, he turns and faces me. I give him a look. "Really? That's all you had to say?"
"Yup." he says and goes back to making himself a plate.
"What did you make?" I ask, making my way across the kitchen.
"Pancakes and bacon." Caleb answers and starts to eat.
"Yum." I say and make myself a plate.
I walk over to the kitchen table and settle myself across from Caleb. We both eat both eat in silence. When we finish, Caleb washes the dishes while I dry and put the clean dishes away.
"So," I say putting a plate in the cabinet. "Where's mom?"
"Paris." Caleb answers.
"Dad?" I ask.
"Washington."
I groan. "How long will they both be gone?"
"Dad should be gone for about five months, and mom will be gone for four."
"Great." I mutter.
"Beatrice, don't act like that. We should be grateful our parents have the amazing jobs they do. I mean look what it got us." He says gesturing around out huge house.
"For the last time call me Tris! And I don't get why we need such a big house. I mean there's only four of us, do we really need ten bedrooms and eleven full bathrooms?"
"No, but mom liked this house and she thought it was necessary to get a large house."
"But why?"
"I don't know. Just don't question it okay? There the parents, we're the kids."
"Okay." I mumble.
"Now come on, we're gonna be late for our first day of school."
"It's so unfair that we have to spend our senior year at a new school."
"You're a junior!" Caleb exclaims.
"And?" I counter.
"It's not your senior year, it's mine!"
"So, it's still unfair!" I argue.
"I know it is, but it not our choice on whether we move or not, it's mom and dads."
"Okay. What's mom doing in Paris anyways?" I ask, as we make our way to the garage.
"She's filming another movie, then she has a fashion show. And before you ask, dad's in Washington for political reasons."
"Okay." is all I say.
"Which car are you taking?" Caleb asks.
"The Porsche." I answer back and grab the keys from the hook.
"Which color?"
I sigh. "The black one. And why do we need eight cars?"
"I don't know, just don't question it." Caleb says and grabs the keys to his blue 2014 Chevy Camaro.
"Am I allowed to question anything?" I ask making my way to my black 2013 Porsche Boxster.
"Yes, but just be grateful for who are parents are."
"I am. It's just, I hate when people be my friends because my mom is Natalie Prior, world famous actor, supermodel, and fashion designer or because my dad is Andrew Prior, some government guy."
"You really don't know what dad position is in the government?" Caleb ask.
"No, and I don't really care. I just hate that, and wish we didn't have to deal with that!"
"But we do, and just don't tell them who are parents are. Check in with your teachers, so they don't call out your last name, and keep it a secret until you know who's really your friend and who's not."
"Does it work?" I ask hopefully.
"Yep." he says.
"How do you know?" I ask wearily.
Caleb smiles slowly. "I did it last year."
"And you're just telling me this now?"
"Yup." Caleb says and climbs into his car.
"Asshole!" I yell, and flip him off.
Caleb just waves and backs out of the garage. I sigh, and climb into my car and head off for my first day of Divergent High.
I pull my car into the student section at Divergent High and climb out. I check my phone on the way in, and see that I have three missed text from Susan. I roll my eyes, she was more of Caleb friend than mine. At one point I thought they had a thing but Caleb denied it. Even though we weren't the closest of friends I still check the messages.
Hey, Tris, I hope you have a nice day! :)
How have you've been? Did you make any new friends yet?
Call me later? Robert and I miss you and Caleb very much!
I sigh, and make a mental note to tell Caleb to call them because I definitely wasn't. I put my phone on vibrate and shove it in my back pocket. I look up and notice everyone else is inside. I run up the steps and make it into the office right before the bell rings. Behind the desk is a women, she looks to be in her twenties. She has black hair, with purple streaks which was odd for a secretary. She was wearing all black too.
"Hi." she says cheerfully. "My name is Tori Wu. You can call me Tori or Mrs. Wu. How may I help you?"
"Hi," I say awkwardly and move closer to the desk. "I'm new here. My name is Beatrice Prior."
Tori looks through some papers on her desk and comes out with a thin packet. "Here you go Beatrice. This is your schedule, locker number, and locker combination."
I take the packet from her. "Thanks, and call me Tris."
"Okay. Well, see you later Tris, have a nice day! Oh, and make sure to find out what your faction is! And welcome to Divergent High!" Tori says and waves.
"I will, and you too!" I say and walk out of the office.
As I walk down the hall to my locker I make a mental note to myself to ask someone about the factions, whatever they are. I make it to my locker and quickly try out the combination. Since I don't need to put anything in there, I quickly shut the door, lock it, and make my way to homeroom. On my way to homeroom I check my schedule.
Homeroom- Mrs. Reyes
1: Science- Mrs. Matthews
2: Study Hall - Mrs. Wu
3: Math- Mr. Kang
4: Lunch
5: Study Hall- Max
6: English- Mrs. Reyes
7: Social Studies- Mrs. Wu
8: Study Hall- Mrs. Reyes
9: Gym- Max
10: Study Hall- Mrs. Matthews
I look up and see that I made it to homeroom. I take a deep breath and open the door. I walk in and can feel every pair of eyes follow me as I walk to the teachers desk.
"Hello," says a women, I'm assuming is Mrs. Reyes. I look her over and the first thing I notice is the scar on her face, I try not to stare. "I'm Mrs, Reyes, and you must be Beatrice Pr-"
I cut her off. "Yes, I'm Beatrice, but call me Tris."
Mrs. Reyes smiles. "Okay, well Tris you can have a seat over by… Christina."
She points over to a girl with tan skin and long dark brown hair, who is talking to two guys. I walk over to the girl, and sit beside her. Out of the corner of my eye I see her look me over, and smile. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn towards the person who did it, which happens to be Christina.
"Hi," she says, and smiles. "My name is Christina."
"I know," I say and blush when she gives me an odd look. "Mrs. Reyes told me your name, when she told me where to sit."
"Oh," Christina says and smiles again. "What's your name?"
"Tris." I say and smile back.
"Nice to meet you Tris."
"Same to you."
"Uh, hello? Christina did you forget to introduce someone?" says a guy sitting behind, he has shaggy blond hair and green eyes, and a lean but muscular build.
"Oh," Christina says and blushes, "Tris, this is Will, and this," she says pointing to a guy sitting beside Will, he has tan skin and brown hair, and the same build as Will. "is Uriah."
"Hey," says Uriah. "What's your name?"
"You dumbass! Were you not listening? I just told Will her name!"
"Of course, I was listening." he scoffs.
"My name is Tris." I say and smile at Uriah.
"Well, hello there Tris. What's your schedule?"
"Uriah." Christina says. "You know all the Dauntless have the same schedule."
"How do you know she's Dauntless?" Uriah challenges.
"Because she looks like a Dauntless!"
"So, she could be Erudite or Amity or Abnegation or Candor!"
"There's no way in hell she's Abnegation they're too plain and quiet, and Erudite are smartasses, Amity are way too happy which she's not, and Candor are loudmouths, so therefore she's Dauntless."
"You don't know that! Just because she looks like a Dauntless doesn't mean she is one! She doesn't even look like a Dauntless!"
"She does too look like one! Just look what she's wearing!"
"That means nothing!"
"It means everything!"
Before either of them could talk again I speak up. "What the hell are you guys talking about?!"
"The factions." is all they say.
"What factions?" I ask.
"There's Dauntless, Erudite, Amity, Abnegation, and Candor." Will says.
"Okay, but what does that stand for?"
"Each faction is kinda like a group, you're still in a grade, like ninth, tenth, eleventh, or twelfth, but you have the same people from your faction grade in all your classes. They put you in a faction based on your personality, grades, and in-school activities. Amity are the peaceful, Abnegation are the selfless, Candor are the honest, Erudite are the intelligent, and Dauntless are the brave." Will explains.
"Oh, okay." I say still a little confused.
"Here, what period do you have lunch? Each faction has a certain period lunch." Christina asks.
"Fourth." I say.
"That's the Dauntless lunch period. So, now we know you're definitely know you're Dauntless."
Christina suddenly jumps from her chair and points a finger in Uriah's face. "I told you so! I told you she was Dauntless!"
"Shut up, Christina." Uriah says.
"Oh stop, being a pansycake." Christina chastises.
"A what?" I ask.
"A pansycake." Will answers.
"What's that?"
"A whimp. It's a Dauntless insult." He explains.
" Oh." is all I say.
Christina suddenly gasps. "Tris!"
I jump in my chair. "What?!"
"You should have lunch with us. Will you?"
"Sure, I don't really know anyone and you guys seem really cool."
"Awesome! There will be a few other people there that you don't know but they're all awesome."
"Cool."
"Yup." Christina says.
We're silent for a moment and the bell rings.
"Come on," Uriah says. "We have to go to Matthews, and we better hurry she doesn't like when we're late."
"You're such a pansycake Uriah."
"I am not!" Uriah protests. "Matthews is a bitch and I'd rather not get a lecture again! The last time I fell asleep and then she gave me another lecture for falling asleep during the first lecture! It's ridiculous the women is crazy!"
We all laugh and walk into our first period class.
And when I see him my heart stops.