Hi everyone. This is my first Divergent fic, sorry if it's a little OOC or anything like that. Just a warning this first chapter is mostly Tris giving you a background of the camp and how it works. I've written the next chapter and it does get better. Just trust me on this The FourTris / Ten relationship won't happen just all of a sudden. It will build as the story continues and will be full of fluff and misunderstandings. Hope you enjoy and please review, lots of love

Chapter 1

Tris pov

I was staring blankly out the car window as the suburban homes dropped away, leaving behind a blur of trees. Caleb's fast pace driving was giving me little time to process the different shades of green that flew by, not that I was focused on that really, I was thinking of where were headed. Caleb, just turned nineteen, and I, a measly eighteen, were headed to a summer camp. We used to come here with our parents every summer and quite frankly it's probably one of my favourite places on earth.

Camp Divergent is set up a bit differently than any other camp I've ever heard of. To start with the camp age ranges from ten to twenty-five year old campers and the leaders can be anywhere from eighteen and over. The owners felt that this huge age range would allow all kinds of bonds to be created over the summer and give a different feeling of 'community'. I've heard that speech several times over the years I've been there; I could recite it in my sleep.

The owners each have a stake in the camp and act together to keep this glorious place I call my second home running. Marcus Eaton, Abnegation head, acts as the unofficial leader of the faction heads. The reason for this is that it was actually his idea to start the camp in the first place. It just so happened that Marcus, a retired Politian and devout do-gooder, had four friends who were interested in opening a camp that allowed their fields to be explored by the curious minds of children and young adults.

I have to admit when mum and dad first explained it to Caleb and I, most of it went straight over my head.

In the camp there are five factions and each owner is one of the five faction heads. Although each faction does a heap of activities together, like arts and craft and swimming, every faction has certain activities that only that faction offers.

Abnegation, led by Marcus, focuses on the importance of putting others above oneself. They have heaps of discussion groups about politics and soup kitchens and how to help the world by helping others. Everyone calls them stiffs because they always come off as awkwardly polite and well…stiff. I've been in this faction every year with my parents and Caleb. I never honestly had fun at these discussions but never had the heart to tell mum and dad.

Erudite, headed by the beautifully cold Jeanine Matthews, is basically the hub of knowledge at camp. To me it seems as if you were to combine summer school biology, chemistry and physics and shove them into a large cabin in a forest you would come up with Erudite. Jeanine for the better part of the year, when she isn't at camp, is a scientist. I'm not quite sure what she does exactly and I've always been a bit wary to ask. My father always said that she used the camp as a sort of recruitment zone, seeking out other freaky genius people like her. I wouldn't put it past her.

Candor, which is ruled by a man named Jack Kang, is pretty much Judge Judy in the woods. Jack Kang is the cities number one judge and only took up the position after twenty years as the top lawyer. I always feel exposed when I'm talking to anyone from Candor because from what I've heard they pretty much play law all summer. Coming up with wild accusation and attempting to defend their fellow campers from 'court investigated rumours' such as "I heard Mike ate all of the chocolate cake before anyone else could get to the mess hall." Although they sound like fun I don't think I could tell the truth and nothing but the truth for a solid six weeks.

Amity, who was founded by Johanna Reyes, are the future environmentalist and freedom speakers of the world. By day Johanna is a teacher at one of the local high schools but by night she is a freedom leader determined to enlighten the world as to the wrongs often covered up by the higher ups and to break down the lies fed to society on a daily basis. Standing next to Johanna makes you feel like you could take on the world and win. I would be seriously worried about the safety of whoever crosses Amity if not for their vow to never resort to violence and keep the peace wherever possible.

The last faction, Dauntless, is commanded by Max. For as long as I've been there I've never heard his last name mentioned once, no one else seems to question it thought. Dauntless would have to be the reason why I still went to the camp, every year without fail. I always coveted the freedom of dauntless. Max is a former government security agent from what I've heard and was once involved in heavy weight wrestling. To be frank, Max is a scary guy. But the dauntless, they always seemed to be on the move, either running to another extreme sport or just running for the hell of it.

Now that I think about it I can't help but wonder why anyone would think up such a complicated camp.

ooOoo

A hand rested on my shoulder, shaking me softly.

"Bea?"

It shook me again, harder this time.

"Bea, you have to get up we're here."

I rolled over. Why is my bed so uncomfortable and where is my pillow?

"Well okay then, just know I gave you heaps of warning."

Warning? What?

I heard someone inhale loudly. Then suddenly, "BEATRICE WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" Jesus I think I'm deaf.

My eyes snap open. Right in front of my face is my brother Caleb, a small smirk making his lips twitch.

"I thought I might wake you up, you know seeing as we're at camp and have been for five minutes already." His eyes are alight with humour, taking glee in my sleep induced confused state. "Well come on, we have to make it to the mess hall in 5 minutes to meet all the other camp leaders. Aren't you excited Beatrice; we're going to be leaders! Like actual leaders!" he picked up his bags from the boot and virtually ran towards the mess hall, leaving me to trail slowly behind.

I'm excited really, I'm just worried. What if I don't know what to do? What if the kids all hate me? What if I let something terrible happen to one of them? Oh god I think I'm going to be sick.