Hi guys! This is my very

first divergent fanfic! I hope you all enjoy.

Veronica Roth:You don't own divergent

Me: yes I do sucker!

VR:*facepalm*

TRIS POV

"MOM! I'M NOT GOING TO THE SUPPORT GROUP!" I yell to my mother,who is trying to persuade me to go to this fancy as fuck support group called Dauntless for troubled teens.

"Tris, you need to go. Your social worker says you have to go or else the will put you in juvy. You don't want that do you?" My mom says this calmly. She has a point though, I don't want to go to juvy but I also don't want to go to support group.

My social worker is a women named Tori. She has been my Social worker since I started getting in the wrong crowd. She also helped me when I got raped by several men all of which in masks so we never found out who they were. As our car pulls up next to the community centre I feel frozen. I cant go in there. All of the secrets I have will be spilled into the ears of fellow youth who also have commited crimes. Nobody knows exactly what I did to get into jail because I managed to come to an agreement with the apprentice officer named Al. I'm not going to sugar-coat it. We fucked each other

I exit the car and walk slowly towards the door. I weight out me options; should I run or go in and stop being so cowardly. I go in the door and im greeted by a obnoxious amount of yellow. I also see a receptionist typing furiously on a keyboard.

"Ahem" I cough to get her attention and she looks up. I ask he where the Dauntless group is and she points down a long narrow hallway. She also wishes me a good day but I just stick my middle finger up to show her what I think of her good day.

As I get to the edge of the hallway I see a black door with flames painted on it in orange paint. It also says in big red letters 'DAUNTLESS SUPPORT GROUP FOR TROUBLED TEENS.' I enter and immediately I want to get out. Most of the kids here have tattoos covering them and more piecing's than I can count. Everyone turns towards me and then to the police tag on my ankle. A woman who looks no more than 19, becons me over to the oval everyone is sitting in.

"Welcome to Dauntless dear. My name is Shauna Can we ask why your here and can you tell us your name."

"My name is Tris and im here for theft, assault, attempted murder, drugs, alcohol and suicide watch" By the time I'm finished most people are looking at me in shock of what they have just heard about my life. When I say most, everyone but one looks at me. When he does look at me I see the most beautiful eyes anyone could have. They're a deep blue colour and makes his face even more handsome. Wait! I did not just call him handsome, I barley know him. When I sit back down Shauna asks if anyone else wants to share their story. After most people have shared their storys I notice its time to go. Before I leave I walk over to Shauna and ask her when the next session is.

" The next one is in a week. Also Tris before you go I want you to know that you can tell people what your troubles are in here. Its a safe environment." After her speech I just nod and scurry out but I bump into something hard.

"Oh My Gosh! I'm sorry im such a klutz" As I look up I see a girl with chocolate skin and chil length black hair.

"My name is Christina. I'm new as well." She seems nice enough and she seems like she would be fun to have as a friend.

" My name is Tris and as you know im new cuz I just said it in there" I say this whilst pointing to door which Is now closed. For the next 5 minutes we just talk obout random stuff until Chris sees a boy. She squeals and runs towards him shounting Willy. I leave them and walk to my mom's car only to find someone I thought I would never see again.

"Hello Beatrice"

CLIFF HANGERS FJOLJEGJ:WKFL IM BORED SO IM WRITING WEIRD SHIT!

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