Love at Divergent High

Chapter 1: New school, new friends and the same annoying brother

I wake to what has to be the most annoying sound in the world. The sound of my alarm clock. The clock that tells me that it is time to wake up, at SEVEN in the morning. The clock that will forever be my least favourite thing in the World.

I roll onto my side and smack my arm down on the button that makes the noise stop. But, I don't get out of bed. I lay there, on my side, looking at the wall. My new bedroom is huge. My new house is huge. And when I say huge, I mean HUGE. There are ten bedrooms, that all have an en-suite, there are also five bathrooms. One huge kitchen. One huge dining room. The huge living room. A library full of more books than I have ever read, and I read a lot of books. An indoor swimming pool. With a sauna and a hot tub big enough for like twelve people. A utility room. Three offices. A conservatory. A huge garden that has an outdoor swimming pool. A summer house that includes a living room, kitchen, downstairs toilet, three bedrooms that all have en-suites, two bathrooms and a smaller indoor swimming pool. A garage that fits all of our eight cars in it. In the house there is also a huge closet full of all my mothers' clothes ranges. She keeps a load of them here just in case. I love it. Though it is all a result of my parents being filthy rich. I mean my mum, Natalie, she's a world famous actress, a singer, a model and a fashion designer. And my dad works very high up in the government. Sometimes he even works with the President, who I have met by the way. He's actually a really nice and funny man. His family is nice too.

We have just moved to Chicago because my mum decided that she wanted us to move. Though, my parents are hardly ever home with us. When I say us I mean me and my brother, Caleb, he is ten months older than me…

There is a knock on the door. Speak of the devil.

"BEATRICE! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED AND GET YOURSELF READY! SCHOOL STARTS IN A HOUR AND THIRTY MINUTES!" He screams. He is the second most annoying thing on this planet.

We are starting a new school today, called Divergent High. He is super excited about it, he loves school. Which I think is completely crazy because I hate school, every single person I know that is our age hates school, except from him. It's annoying. We are just beginning our junior year and already I want it to end, I haven't even been to school yet. Well, since my old school in Florida where I did my sophomore year. But he already loves it.

I roll out of my bed and hit the floor with a slight bang. I groggily stand up and walk into my en-suite. I take a quick shower, blow dry my hair, curl my long, blonde hair, and brush my teeth before cleansing my face and putting on some of my moisturiser. I then dress in some plain black leggings and put my white bra on before my white crop top that has coloured flowers on it. I then put on some foundation, eye liner and mascara as well as some pink lip gloss before walking back into my bedroom and sliding on my black flats that have a small bow on the front of them and grabbing my black leather jacket of my king sized bed, I put it on and pick my school bag up off the floor and put my plain gold earrings, spray some of my favourite perfume onto my self, put some deodorant on before leaving the room, shutting the door behind me.

I walk downstairs and into the kitchen to find my brother, Caleb, sitting on one of the bar stools next to the large island we have in the kitchen. He looks at me with an annoyed look on his face. He is wearing a smart light blue shirt that is tucked into his black trousers. He is also wearing a dark blue tie and his shoes are smart, black and polished.

I walk over to the island and take a chocolate chip muffin off the plate and take a bite into it.

"Why the hell did you take so long, Beatrice?" He asks.

"One, call me Tris. Two, I only took an hour, we have half an hour to get to school and it only takes ten minutes to drive there. And three, Why are you complaining?" I retort.

"Fine, Tris. But we have to get there early so we can actually be there on time." He says.

"Caleb, we're going to be fine. Stop making a fuss out of EVERYTHING." I say.

"Can we leave now?" He asks.

"Fine! What car are you taking?" I ask him.

"I'll take the BMW." He says.

"Okay, I'll take the Ferrari." I say before walking out of the kitchen and into the hallway. I take the keys of the Ferrari out of the bowl and leave the house, with the muffin in my hands. Luckily the Ferrari is in the drive so I don't have to go in the garage. I unlock the black car and get in the drivers' seat, shutting the door of the car behind me. I put the key into the ignition and start the car. I take a bite of the muffin before putting the car in reverse and pulling out the drive way and start driving to school.

When I pull into the parking lot I stop the car in one of the spare spaces and finish my muffin before getting out of the car and grabbing my bag from the back seat, shutting the door of the car behind me as I walk into the main entry way of the school. Everyone is staring at me as I walk.

I walk over to the reception desk to find a woman sitting behind it, she is drawing something on a piece of paper. She is hunched over as she is drawing so I can see that she has a tattoo of some sort of bird on her back. She has dark brown/black hair. "Excuse me." I say. She looks up at me and smiles.

"Hi, I'm Tori, what can I do for you?" Tori asks.

"My name is Beatrice Prior; you can call me Tris though. I'm new here." I answer.

"Okay," She puts down her pencil and stands up. She walks over to a file that is on the shelves that are behind her. She comes back and sits back in her chair. She opens the file and looks through it. She pulls out a piece of paper and holds it out to me. I take it. "That is your timetable and your locker number and house are written at the top."

"House?" I ask, confused.

"You know that test you did a few weeks ago…" She trails off, I nod. "That was to determine what house you should be in and what classes you should do. You got three houses but we chose the one we thought you would fit into more. We have put you in Dauntless, which is full of the more sporty, brave, reckless people. I'm Dauntless too. You should get going, lessons are going to start soon and you have to get your stuff out of your locker. Everything you need is in your locker." Tori says.

"Thank you. See you around Tori." I say, she nods before going back to her drawing. I walk away, trying to find my locker, which is number 64T.

As I'm walking I bump into someone.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking." A female voice says. I look up to find a girl around my age with mocha coloured skin.

"It's fine. I'm Tris." I say holding my hand out for her to shake.

"I'm Christina. You're new here aren't you?" She says shaking my hand twice before smiling at me.

"Yeah. I'm trying to find my locker." I say.

"What's the number of your locker? I'll help you find it." She says.

"It's sixty four T." I say. She smiles brighter.

"That's right next to mine. What's your schedule?" She asks. I give her my timetable and she scans through it. "Oh my god, we have all of the same classes. We're going to be besties!" She squeals. "Follow me, I'll take you to your locker." She says before walking away. I follow her.

When we get to my locker I put in the code that is on the top of my timetable and it opens. I get out all the necessary books for the day and shut it again. Christina leads me to homeroom. "So, do you want to sit with me and my friends at lunch? You could hang out with us after school as well." Christina asks.

"Yeah, sure. That would be great!" I say, I'm glad I have made a friend and would possibly make some more.

As we walk to homeroom I'm thinking that this is going to be a great year!

Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this and I will update as soon as I can! Please review. This fanfic will include Fourtris and you will meet him and the rest of the gang in the next chapter. I will update my other stories soon, I promise, I just really wanted to get this one up. Being in year eleven means that I have had a load of coursework and exams to do. Though I finish school next Friday and will only have four exams after that, then I will be done. So I will be able to update regularly, and will be able to update the others. Please review!