Beatrice POV
I wake up to my favorite song Angels in heaven by The Wings (yes i made it up), a popular band among us angels.
I stand up and walk to my cupboard and put on a white crop-top that says Angelic, and beige skinny-jeans. I leave my hair down and walk to my full-length mirror. I sigh. Because I'm an angel, I always look great, but I'm not that pretty, regardless of what my family and friends say.
I head downstairs to be greeted by my brother, Caleb.
He frowns at me when I come down. "Please tell me you're not wearing that," he says. I look down at my outfit. "Why? What's wrong?'
"Its too revealing." "No it's not." "Caleb, leave your sister alone," my mother says as she makes serves pancakes.
"Why pancakes today?" I ask. "It's a special day. Now listen, your father and I have to leave for the council meeting, so I left some instructions about the human world. Chelsea will pick you up in half an hour. Your things are on their way to Divergent High. We love you, and will see you again on the weekend."
Chelsea is Christina's mum. We say goodbye and finish our pancakes. Just as we finish the dishes, we hear knocking on the door.
"Trissy! Hurry up, and Caleb please don't criticize my outfit!" Christina yells from outside the door. I grin as I grab the instructions and my purse and I head outside.
Christina and I squeal excitedly.
By now you must be wondering what the hell is going on.
So let me tell you.
My name is Beatrice Prior, and I am 16 years old.
I have an older brother named Caleb and wonderful parents.
Christina is my best friend.
We are going to a school called Dauntless High which is, in a way, overseas so Christina and I will be staying at her Aunt's.
And there's one more thing, if you haven't already noticed.
I'm an angel.
After we are given a tour of the school, Christina and I walk to the field. I worry about meeting some idiotic demons.
That's when I bump into him.
"What the hell? "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I say before I get off the ground and look at him.
He has such deep blue eyes tha-
"Watch where you're going, sweetheart." He snaps before he walks away.
"Sweetheart?" Christina replies before we start giggling, which leads to laughing, which leads to a nice boy named Will to ask if we were okay.
Christina and Will talk while I let my thoughts drift to that boy with the blue eyes.
Four's POV
I walk in the field thinking about the my nickname. Four. I got it cause I caused havoc to Four people in 10 minutes, at the age of 4, so the nickname stuck.
I grin as I remember having to be the bad boy as I'm a demon. I smirk as I think to myself, I might even bump into an angel.
A stupid, stuck up, goody-goody ang-
I bump into someone and we fall in the floor.
"What the hell?" I say. "Oh my god I'm so sorry," she says looking at me. Her voice is so… so… angelic.
Ugh. What did I just say?
I take a good look at her. She looks innocent enough. I could change that. I want to change that.
"Watch where you're going, sweetheart."
