Hey guys, I'm here with a new story! But it's not mine, at least it wasn't. So I "adopted" this story from BlankSpaceBabe. She's a fantastic writer, go check her out. She's writing a new story called, . So go look at her page. I'm sorry for not updating my stories, I've been stuck with school. I've also been trying to finish one story and then continue on. But this opportunity came up and I had to take it. I'll still be completing Five Bands, One Week so don't worry. When I finish that then I'll continue with another story of mine and then go from there. Tell me what you think and follow the story or favorite it. Again, BlankSpaceBabe wrote most of this story, I'm only continuing it. It was her idea and some of her characters. Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth. Thanks guys, Asher!

Chapter 1 - Universe Chick
Tris' Point of View:

It doesn't take much to hoist myself up from my plain bed. Not today. I slowly slide up from my bed and stretch, letting my joints crack. It's not that easy to stay in bed when you only have one pillow to keep you company. All my other pillows are in my suitcases and it took everything I've got to shove those bad boys in; like sitting on the suitcases while Caleb tries to zip them up. Boy… That was a struggle. I even considered buying a separate one just for my pillows. Life's a battle.

I turn around, letting my skinny legs hang on the ledge of my bed and glance at my alarm clock. It's exactly 7:01 AM which is way too early for my brain to function. The room is still dark, with only a few streaks of sunlight shining through the cracks of my curtain. I groggily walk to my window and spread the curtain out with both my hands. The sunlight hits my eye like a burst of fire from a dragon, forcing me to use my hand as a shield. I groan and turn around, away from the sight. I am faced with an empty room. Well, not fully empty. Most of the furnishings are still placed but all the little things that make up a home are completely gone. All my posters, pictures, books, my music albums stacked on my bedside table are gone. The room is bare and it makes me a bit irritated that someone else will be living here. Someone else will look at this room as their home for a whole year. I sigh and quickly walk out of the room to the bathroom I share with my brother, Caleb.

I turn the knob, but it doesn't budge. "Caleb!" I pound the door. "Are you in there?" How did he beat me to the bathroom?

"Yeah! Hold up, I'm almost finished," he says, his voice muffled behind the door.

"Okay!" I quickly sprint back into my room and pick up my phone from the bedside table and run back, just as Caleb is walking out of the bathroom. I nearly bump into him but he straightens me up, by putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Woah, there… Be careful."

"How'd you beat me to the bathroom?" I ask, playfully. "I woke up at 7 just to get ready." He scoffs.

"I woke up at 6. You've gotta do better than that, Beatrice." I narrow my eyes at him. "Whatever. Anyways, I found some of the textbooks I borrowed from you a few years back in my closet last night. Still need them?"

Caleb opens his mouth in shock, his bright emerald eyes gleaming. "Still need them?" He repeats sarcastically. "Of course! You never know what kind of information is stored in those textbooks!" I scrunch my nose up and shake my head. Caleb has always had the hunger for knowledge and a thirst for good grades… Which he quenches. Caleb is a grade 'A' student but he can also be fun. How can he not, having a sister like me to sabotage his perfect nerd image. No, Caleb is great and not at all anti-social like stereotypical nerds are. He's friendly, charismatic and fun to be around. To be honest, he probably has more friends than I do. If we're being real here.

"They're textbooks from freshman year, Caleb… You're a senior." He shrugs.

"So?" I chuckle, whilst heading into the bathroom. "Nerd…" I mutter.

"I heard that!" Caleb calls out as his footsteps become faint.

"Good!" I call back. It's always been like this, the playful banter we have as siblings. Sometimes I look at other families and feel glad that I have Caleb instead of those evil siblings that ruin your life.

I pick up my phone and put on 'Uptown Funk'. Damn… That song is catchy. I start dancing around, brushing my teeth. Suddenly someone clears their throat behind me. I turn around, with my toothbrush still in my mouth to my red faced dad. No, he's not mad. He's silently trying not laugh, his face scrunching up.

"Beatrice…. You… Are dead funny…" He chokes out. Well, I guess I seriously have some weird dance moves. I spit the foamy toothpaste into the sink and turn back to him, my arms crossed.

"Really, dad?"

"Yeah..." He nods, bursting into hysterical laughter. I roll my eyes but a small smile creeps into my face.

"Honey, are you okay?" Mom appears at the door, placing her hand on his back. "Did Beatrice dance again?" He nods and I shake my head.

"Mom…" I groan. She smiles and starts walking to me with a strand of her chocolate brown hair swaying as she does. My mother is beautiful. She and Caleb shares the same deep green eyes and coloured hair. But Caleb has father's hooked nose and facial features. She clutches my hand and smiles warmly at me.

"How are you feeling?' I take a breath before answering.

"Excited. I mean… I'm finally going to see Tobias on a daily basis again… But the thought of someone else living in our home and not seeing you guys as much anymore is hard." My voice drops low and I stare at the ground. I know it's immature and completely pathetic but there shouldn't be anything pathetic on missing your family. Mom lifts my chin up and tucks my hair back behind my ear.

"I love you, and we promise we'll visit on term breaks." She hugs me and I hold her tight. I feel father wrapping his arms around us too and I smile.

"Hey!" We all turn to Caleb who's at the door. "No one told me there was a family hug." I laugh.

"Come on guys, I need to get ready!" I shoo them out and lock the door. After brushing my teeth, I head into the shower after connecting my phone to the speaker with 'Uptown Funk' on repeat.

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Called a police and a fireman
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire, man
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Say my name you know who I am
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Am I bad 'bout that money
Break it down

I sing along, feeling blissful. Music is a big part of my life. It's meaningful to me but not in a way that everyone seems to describe it. Some people listen to get through 'tough times' and 'escape' reality. I have no sob story to tell. Not everyone has one. I come from a great family and I'm thankful for what I have. I step out of the shower and put on some comfortable clothes I have set out last night which consists of a hoodie, t-shirt and jeggings. Some people think long car rides are brutal and sometimes it is. But when you have the right playlist on your phone, the right people and the right, comfy attire, car rides can be alright. After I finish changing, my phone suddenly buzzes and vibrates, signalling that someone has sent me a text. I pick the phone up and an immediate smile forms on my lips. Tobias.

T-I can't wait to see you! Call when you get there, yeah?

I smile and instantly text back.

B- Hmm… Depends on if I want to be seen with you… Don't want to make a bad impression ;)

T- It would be the opposite my dear Tris. The school luvs me.

B- Somehow… I doubt that.

T- Hey, I have to get ready for class. I can't wait to see you. See u 2night.

B- Lurv ya ;)

T- ;)

The winky face concludes our conversation and I drop my phone, chuckling a bit. Tobias has been my long childhood friend. I grew up with him and it made our friendship grow even more once I found out he lived only three houses down. As a teenager, I didn't have that many girl-friends and Tobias was my only true friend. Sure, I had people to socialize with, and people who doesn't hate my guts but it is nothing compared to what I have with Tobias. He is my partner in crime which is why the last five months have been torture for me when he was forced to go to a boarding school by his dad. We were ripped away from each other and I was miserable. Texts, skype and phone calls weren't enough. It pained me when he told me he liked his new school. I know it's selfish but it made me feel like I was being replaced by this new atmosphere that he is enjoying. He kept his promise though: Skype every night and texts daily.

But that isn't how a real friendship like ours should run. But finally, I can be with him again.

"Beatrice! Are you done in there?" I hear my mother call.

"Nearly!" I quickly steal a long glance at the mirror trying to tame my ash blonde hair. I cock my head to the side observing my face. My eyes are too big on my slim face and my nose is long. My eyes are blue though… Like my father's. In different lighting, it can be gray. Overall, I am quite plain looking but I try not to let that bother me. Life is too short to be thinking about these things. I am a firm believer in the universe and it doesn't give a damn about anyone's petty face problems, that's for sure. We are like a speck of sand compared to the universe. It's not worth it. I apply a bit of lip balm onto my dry lips and a bit of eye-liner to highlight my eyes then I'm out.

I walk into my room and one by one, I carry my suitcases down along with my parents and Caleb. As soon as everyone's luggage is down, it's already 9 AM.

"I'll get us some breakfast!" Dad exclaims. "Macca's?" We all nod and I wipe the sweat from my forehead, sitting down on the couch in the living room. I sit on the couch and look around the house. Every single portrait and painting has been taken down for the new temporary owners, making the house look very clean and white.

"I'll get us some water," mom says heading to the kitchen.

"Wait!" Caleb calls. "The cups aren't in the cupboards anymore! We packed them up."

"I left a few cups back," replies mom.

"Why?" I asked, perplexed. "For the new owners?"

"We simply have enough cups, I just thought leaving a few behind wouldn't hurt anyone." I nod.

As she disappears into the kitchen Caleb sits down beside me. "So… Are you nervous?"

"About our new boarding school?"

"That... And the fact that we're moving."

"Yeah… I mean Divergent boarding school seems cool and all but what if I don't fit in? I already don't fit in in our current school, how am I going to do there?"

"What do you mean you don't fit in? You have plenty of friends."

I shake my head. "Yeah, I have friends. But they're not people who I can see in my future. I don't see a lasting friendship with anyone except Tobias."

"Well in this case, I guess it's good that you don't have a lot of people you'll miss." He looks down sadly and I place a hand on his shoulder encouragingly. Caleb has two best friends he always hangs out with: Susan and Robert Black. They are the siblings that live a block down from us.

"You'll see them on breaks," I say. But I know it's not the same. When Tobias moved, it shattered me. "The universe has it's plans, Caleb! Don't give up on it."

"Sure…" He replies uncertainly. "Universe girl."

"Hey 'skeptic guy', let the universe do it's job, okay?" He lightly chuckles and I smile. "And plus, it would only be for a year. Mom and dad would have to come back from Spain. It's just business."

"But you want to stay in Divergent… Right?" Caleb questions, looking straight into my eyes.

"Yeah… I want to be with my best friend." He nods. "But that's a long way down the road! Lets' focus on the now."

Because the universe has a plan. It's always moving, always in motion. I believe in the universe.

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SONG CREDITS

Uptown Funk- Mark Ronson ft. Bruno Mars