Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own the character or anything. It all belongs to Veronica Roth

Tris's POV

I roll out of bed at four A.M., way too early for my taste. Despite leaving my annoyingly boring lifestyle, I dread going. My parents went excitedly, my brother is going excitedly, and here I am, going unwillingly. I have nothing against this place, well okay maybe I do. They make you 'choose' a whole new life style, yet you have no conscious say in it! Worst of all, it is a boarding school! Nobody likes school in general, but replacing a week of school with school around the clock, then you will be begging to be thrown into jail.

I take a warm, slow shower; sure that this very well may be my last. I sigh heavily and finish my last minute packing. I cannot believe my parents are throwing us out! At first, I had thought it was because they could not get enough of each other with us upstairs. That can't be it; they are Abnegation after all. This could be the last time I live on the same street as my parents. Heck, we all know it is the last time, not even my brother is pretending that I am going to be Abnegation. They prefer that once we are put into one of their faction, that we cannot live on the street of another member from a different faction. It has to do with a mixing of factions does not end well.

Celeb and I are not twins, but we both qualify for the school at the same time. It is exactly what I want, my brother there to scold me every wrong move I make. Secretly, I am almost looking forward to it. It may be my one chance to be who I want to be and do what I want to do. Question is who am I?

I wave to my parents looking out the train window. I try and hide the tears, but it is no use. Celeb will notice sooner or later, but maybe he won't comment on it.

It is a family tradition that I go here. In fact, you cannot come to this school unless you are the ancestors of the first set of students or teachers. They even take DNA samples to make sure. I should consider this as a high privilege, for they have amazing high school test scores. Whoop-de-do! It is actually required for us to come, we cannot say no. The only way is to get expelled, which is not an option. So, I am stuck here.

According to my parents, we were grown in the Abnegation style, and it is very rare, but not impossible, for Abnegation children to belong to a different faction. That means I will, once again, become the odd one out in the place that is suppose to be most suited for me. Yippee! I decide to take a nap for the daylong train ride.

Celeb shakes me awake as we enter the schoolyard. My jaw drops at the beauty! Everything is so sparkly and clear and new. I get a little excited now that I am here. When we step off the train along with the rest of the Abnegation kids, all the other students swarm us. I can hear most of them calling us either "Stiffs" or "Newbie's."

We go to the lobby and wait for our turn to see what faction we belong to. This determines who I am acquainted with, whom I have class with, and most importantly, whom my roommate will be picked out of. "Beatrice Prior, you're up. Third door to the left," the lady calls. I scramble past her and into my room. There is a long white table with the thin tissue paper I am suppose to sit on, like at the doctor's office. A lady walks in and she tells me that her name is Tori.

After some while of testing she walks out of the room. "Okay, Beatrice I am happy to inform you that you are to be placed in Dauntless, my faction, due to you athletic abilities, fitness, and, of course, your bravery. Welcome. Follow me to your room. Your schedule is in the packet on your bed," Tori starts to say, once she walks back in. This is news, of all factions; it is the least understanding one.

We begin the many steps up to whichever floor I am on. I have my luggage trailing behind me, heavily. "Understand that I am your assigned councilor and am here for you whenever you have questions. Being in dauntless, I expect you to not need my help after the first three days, but in an emergency I will help you at anytime. If the charts are correct, then you are originally from an Abnegation family.

"You are the children who do not shadow a person the year before, so you will not have as much information as the others. Know this, love this, and live this. We have a saying, Faction before blood, which we take quite seriously here. Stay with your faction while on school grounds, and we encourage you to stay with your faction after you leave here as well. Ah, here we are. Sorry if I got your head spinning, but your roommate should be able to fill you in on the rest. Here are your keys, good luck," and with that, she is bounding down the steps.

I take a deep breath before opening the door. Immediately, I am overwhelmed. There are a total of five people in here, two of which are guys. "Uh, sorry, I must have the wrong room," I say, turning to leave.

"Hold it! What's your name, shorty? If you are Beatrice Prior, then you got the right place," a loud, piercing voice practically screams in my ear.

"One, do not call me Beatrice, or shorty for that matter. I go by…" I trail off, trying to figure out a name that suits me. "Tris. Two, why do you have so many people here?"

"Yay! You're here! Yes, yes, yes! Everybody out! Out, out, out. Tris and I have some catching up to do," the same girl says, shoeing people out the door. Before he can be shoved out, a guy walks up to me and takes my hand.

"A pleasure to meet you, madam," the guy says in a fake British accent, bowing as well. He is extremely hot, but I yank my hand back anyway.

"Uriah, what did I say about not scaring her?" the unnamed girl screams at the boy named Uriah. She shuts the door. "Hi, I'm your roommate, Christina. So, lets take a look at your clothes, shall we?"

Oh boy, this will be one eventful year. Somehow, I find myself grinning.

Author's Note: I know, I know. It's bad. This is my first story, and I am not expecting for a lot of people to read it. Don't make fun of it, but hey, constructive critism can't hurt too much. So if one person reads this, I will be happy, for now. I know it is short, but I normally can't stop writing! This is only short because if nobody likes it a lot then I didn't waste too much time. Review and tell me if I should continue. It's suppose to continue, but that depends on if somebody reads it or not!