Halls of Ivy

by daveyelisabeth10

This is a Divergent High story, but with a twist. Tris lives in England with her family and friends, going to a public school in the midst of her city. In her last mandatory school year, one of Tris' closest friends, Zeke, comes back from his military training abroad. But, Zeke doesn't just bring himself back home; an unexpected guest is about to join them all for their final year.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1.

A/N- Hello everyone! So, this is my first FanFiction and I am really excited to share it with all of you! This will be a bit different from the normal High School FanFictions as I am doing it from as a British school and not from an American. I'm doing this as I feel like I can write in a lot more accurate detail by doing it in Britain as I am British myself. I hope you guys like it, because I really enjoy writing it. Anyway, on with the chapter!

I wake to the sound of Caleb walking towards the bathroom. I shut my eyes again as now I have a reason to not get up. Even though it's the first day of school, and on the first day we do practically nothing, I'm really not in the mood for going. I miss the late summer mornings abroad and doing whatever I wanted. Now, I have to wake up early morning to the sound of my brother. This year, I'm going into year 11 and I know it's not going to be easy. Year 10 was hard enough, and now all the pressure is on us to pass our GCSE's. That's what this year is going to be about, getting prepared for our final exams.

I turn my head to pick up my phone to see the time. 7:30, we have to be in by 8:45 anyway so I'm good. I hear the bathroom door open and listen as Caleb turn towards my door. "Are you getting up Beatrice?" He asks as he opens my door.

I start to move out of my bed as the door widens. "Yes, now would you please leave? If you didn't already know, I need to get dressed." Caleb screws up his face as he finally retreats from my room. I begin collecting my school uniform. It's not the nicest of uniforms, but it's not particularly ugly, black trousers; white polo; black pumps and a black jumper with the school crest on it. The crest is an ivy shape with all of the house team's symbols in each segment, Abnegation, Amity, Candor, Erudite and Dauntless. At least we don't have to wear a blazer, which would be a nightmare. Luckily for Caleb he doesn't have to wear school uniform as he's in Sixth Form. I guess that's something to look forward to next year.

I start making my way towards the bathroom after getting changed. I don't do much but clean my teeth and brush out my long blonde hair. I walk back to my bedroom and pick up my bag with only my pencil case inside, exercise books should be given out today. I grab some lunch money as I hear Caleb shouting my name.

"Beatrice? Are you ready? Because if not you're going to make me late, and to make it worse, it's the first day. How's it going to look if I'm late?" Caleb has this thing about first impressions, even though we've been at this school since year seven.

I smile at him as I make my way towards his car. "It's not like it's your first day in sixth form Caleb. You've been there for a year, what's going to change?" I shoot back. I open the door and get in the passenger's side. He doesn't reply but slams the car door. It's only 8:30 and I've already managed to piss him off. So sensitive.

The ride to school is quiet, Caleb isn't much of a talker. He really does take after Dad. We turn into the car park after a 10 minute drive. I grab my bag and start to open the door, desperate to get away from this awkward silence but Caleb's voice stops me. "You're going to need to find a ride home tonight, I'm going back to Susan's house straight after school." Great.

"You're really going to make me get on that bus, Caleb?" I say as I stare into his green eyes. The bus really isn't that bad, but it's uncomfortable and Christina nor Uriah or the rest of the group get on. He nods and quickly gets out of the car. I do the same as I race to follow him into the school. "But you know how much I hate it on there! I'd rather Mum come and pick me up!" Trying to persuade Caleb is useless, and we both know it. He doesn't reply, once again, and turns towards the sixth form block.

"Have a great day!" He shouts just before closing the door. I let out a frustrated groan and turn the corner of the building to meet everyone in form. As I make my way toward the block which my tutor is based in, I hear the familiar sound of music playing. I truly thought that Mr Smith would have stopped that by now, even though it's been happening since we got moved to his own room, which was in year 8.

I open the door and I'm met with a smile from Sir. "Good morning Tris, how was your summer?" Just as I'm about to answer, Uriah's voice fills the classroom.

"Her summer was great, Sir! And do you know why it was great?" He didn't let anyone answer his question before continuing, "Because she was with me, and I totally made the summer worthwhile." Uriah finishes his little speech off with a quick wink towards me, to which I suppress a smirk and glare at him head on.

"Alright Uriah, tone down on the cockiness, it's a bit early." My glare turns into a grin as I turn my attention towards the rest of my friends already sat at the table. As I look over the table, I am met with the warm brown eyes that I have been missing for the past year. "Zeke! You're back!" I shriek whilst running up to hug him.

"It's good to see you T," Zeke replies. He's trying to keep his voice level, but I can detect the happiness coursing beneath it. I smile up at him as I'm released out of his embrace.

"How was your training?" I ask as I sit down on the octagon shaped tables, my friends nod along to my question. I'm guessing he's been holding back until we were all here. Zeke has been away training with the U.S military somewhere, he told us he couldn't share the location. Everyone around the table is slightly leaning forward, it's clear to see how much all of us have missed him. Especially Uriah and Shauna.

"Intense." He replies with a smile. We wait for him to continue but he keeps his mouth shut. Whilst everyone is looking at him expectantly for the next sentence, I take in what has changed in his appearance. He has defiantly gained muscle, his uniform is a lot tighter than I remembered from my last days of year 9. But his face is still the same old Zeke that we all know. But with much lighter hair, must have been from being in the sun for the past 12 months.

"Is that all you're going to say Zeke? You've been away for the past year! We've missed you!" Christina says as she shifts on Will's lap. I smile at Christina as her eyes meet with mine, she grins at me then locks her eyes back with Zeke's.

He opens his mouth to speak again when his attention is pulled towards the door and his mouth is left open. "Four?"

We turn around as Zeke starts to speak again, "No fucking way." A boy who looks a bit older than me turns his attention away from Mr Smith and meets Zeke's stare. A smile has formed on Zeke's face and he starts to walk towards the new kid. A similar expression forms on the strangers face as he takes in Zeke.

"You've got to be kidding me! When you said you were moving, I did not expect you to move here." A laugh rings through his words.

I turn back around and I'm met with five confused faces. I wonder what all this is about. Marlene clears her throat and we wait for her to speak. "Care to explain, Zeke?" The question is met with our agreeing nods. We stare at Zeke until he starts to talk again.

"It's a long story guys, can't I just explain it at lunch?" Zeke asks as he starts to walk back with the new kid, Four, following behind. "Anyway, guys, this is Four, as you may or may not know, Four, these are my friends. Over in the far left corner is Marlene; next to her is Lynn; then Shauna, my girlfriend; Christina on Wills lap; next to then is Uriah, my brother, and last, Tris." Four gives everyone a friendly smile including me, which I return.

Before anyone can say anymore, Mr Smith's voice rings out through the class room, "Okay, that's enough of catching up, I need to do the register and give out your time tables, and maybe, if there's time, talk through the year with you guys. If not, we'll do it tomorrow, sound good?" A whole lot of yeah's and mumbles fill the classroom as he begins.

Once he finishes talking, I have a look at my time table. The two weeks on my paper will be the only classes I'll be doing for the whole year. The time table will alternate, meaning one week I will have one set of classes (week A), then the next I'll have another set, (week B.) Then the next week I will go back to the first. The options I chose last year were Media Studies, Spanish, full course P.E and History. Obviously I still have to do the mandatory Math, English, Core P.E, PSRE (personal, social, religious education), ICT and Science. I know who is in my classes as we have the same people as last year and because Zeke has now been held back a year because of his training for the whole of his year 11, he will be doing his classes with all of our friends, who are a year younger. Zeke chose the same as me, but instead of History he took Geography.

I look over to Four and see that he is speaking with Uriah. I've now realized that I haven't heard him speak since he's made an appearance. I overhear some of their conversation. "So you come from America?" Uri asks as he hands back Four's new time table.

"Yeah, we had to move as my Father got a job over here," Four replies with his now prominent American accent. "It's out of pure luck that Zeke goes here, I thought I would know no one." I wonder how Four and Zeke met, maybe it was over the past year whilst Zeke was away? The bell interrupts my thoughts and people start to stand up. I'll have to find out later I decide. I join them and start to make my way towards English.

As I walk out the door, someone grabs my arm. "Tris." Zeke says, I turn around and see that Four is a couple steps behind.

"Yes?" I answer as I make my way out of the door way so people can get out, I wave to Christina and tell her to meet me outside on the field at break, she nods at me and waves goodbye. I turn back to Zeke and wait for him to continue.

"Can you take Four to the English block? He doesn't know his way around school, and I have Geography. I think you're in the same class anyway." Zeke finishes with a wink. Weird. I look at him and then at Four. What's going on?

"Sure," I say as start walking towards the English block, not waiting to see if he's following behind. I hear footsteps getting louder behind me and I turn my head to be met with Four's blue eyes. They're so dark they're almost black, but they really do suit him. "What teacher do you have?" I ask and divert my eyes. As we step outside and walk toward the block, he replies after looking at his sheet. "Mrs Martin, is that the same as you?" I nod and keep walking. He seems quite shy, but by the looks of him, you definitely wouldn't think that. After I try and low-key stare at his form, I'm done with a physical assessment. His muscles show though his polo and he actually makes the dull school uniform look good. Let's not get started on his face, there is too high a chance of him actually noticing me notice him.

When we get to Mrs Martin's room, she already has a seating chart up on the board. I look at it and see that I'm sat in a double desk with Four at the back of the room. What a coincidence. It's actually quite good as none of my friends are in my English and he seems nice enough. I sit down and get my pencil case out, Four does the same thing and sits beside me.

"Good morning class! I hope you had a wonderful summer, but today, as it is the first day, we will not be looking at the exam poems. We will be doing a 'get to know your partner' questionnaire, so turn to your partner and I'll give you the questions." She sounds way too happy for the first day of school and every student I gaze at looks dead inside. I imagine I look the same and frown in the general direction of the teacher. I turn to Four and find him already looking at me. A half smile graces his lips, probably finding my inner-pain funny. I raise my eyebrows and he smiles wider. I drop it for now, I won't fuel the fire.

"So," I begin with a light voice, "how confused are you? Moving from America to the UK must be a quite difficult." But at least we speak the same language, I add silently to myself.

"Very," he says with a chuckle, "this morning, Zeke and Uriah were trying to explain to me the whole schooling system, and it's true to say that I didn't understand any of it." By the time he finishes, the people in front of us have passed the papers back. I look at the sheet and see that there are over forty questions on it. What happened to 'first day, no work'?

I put the sheet down and turn my attention back to Four. I see him looking at the questions with a bored expression, but who can blame him? Instead of doing the sheet I decide that by just talking to him would let me know him better, it's not like Miss will know anyway. "Why'd you move?" I ask even though I already know the answer.

He looks up at me before answering. Even though it was small, I can still hear the slight pause before he starts, "My dad got a new job, simple as that." I nod, but only halfheartedly. I don't quite believe him, behind his words I know there's a better and more truthful reason for his departure.

I try to think before asking the nest question, but the only one that pops to mind is probably the most cliché thing you would hear from a British citizen. "You enjoying the weather?" A smile forms on his face and he stares out of the window to be met with the dark, cloudy sky.

"I thought it would be worse," he says looking at me, "Isn't it always supposed to be raining?" It does rain a lot, but it's still autumn, and the start of September is usually fine, but you can never be sure with the weather over here.

"Hey! That is really disrespectful." I say putting my hand on my chest, feigning hurt. He laughs and starts to open his mouth when Mrs Martin's voice bombs out throughout the classroom.

"Listen up! If you haven't finished the sheet, then its homework, due tomorrow." The classroom fills with groans, including mine. Mrs Martin just smiles and tells us to wait for the bell. I've always liked Miss, but her work schedules are always unfair, I mean, who gets homework on the first day back? The bell rings and I pick up my bag and head off to History. "Wait, Tris." I look at Four and he retreats the hand that he stopped me with. I wait for him to answer, red tints his cheeks whilst he speaks. "Do you have History next? Because I still don't know my way around and I saw on your sheet that it says you have Mr Davis and so do I so I thought-"

"You done yet?" I laugh as his cheeks get redder, I don't know why he was embarrassed in the first place, why would I say no? Even if I didn't have History, I'd still show him to his class, anything to get me out of Mr Davis' course work. "Yes, I have him, let me see your time table." I take it when he gives it to me, might as well see if I have any more classes with him.

I look at his schedule and see that today he has the same classes as me, but instead of doing double science, he's doing triple. "Are you serious?" I ask, looking at him in awe, only the really clever kids do triple. I didn't get in but I'm kind of glad, they have to do extra science exams at the end of the year.

Four looks over at me with confusion, "What?"

"You must be smart," I say handing his paper back, "Now, come on, we're nearly there." We round the corner and we are met with Mr Davis 'new seating plan' line. I wait at the back and Four follows. Last year I was sat with Uriah, and let's just say that I will not be sat with him again.

As I make my way to the start of the line, I see that the only spare double table is joint in a four with Lauren and Cara's. I, once again, groan. Those girls never do the work, and are always talking over Sir. After a whole year of doing this, it starts to get really frustrating. It confuses me how Will and Cara are related, Will is so nice and polite and Cara is the polar opposite. Sir smiles apologetically at us as he starts to make his way to his desk on the other side of the room. Four looks over to me with confusion written all over his face, what a lovely surprise this will be for him. I make my way to my seat and sit down.

"Well, well, well, look who's joining us." Lauren says whilst staring at me. Why couldn't it have been Uriah?

Lauren's eyes eventually pass mine and land on the persons beside me. Her eyes move between Four's and my own, she stares at me, confused. "Why are you with him?"

I know what she means. Four is very good looking, and now that I know his personality, he's really quite perfect. But Lauren and Cara don't care about that, if he looks good on her arm then why should she care if he's absolutely horrible? I sarcastically smile, "Why Lauren? You jealous that my friends are actually appealing to look at?"

Lauren looked taken back for a second before regaining her 'superiority.' She fake laughs before replying. "All your friends? Like as in Uriah as well?" Uriah is nowhere near ugly, I really don't know why Lauren always says that he is. But because of Uri's personality and having Marlene as his girlfriend, he really doesn't care what people like Lauren and Cara think of him.

"That really hurt Lauren, Uri's beautiful." Once I finish, I hear laughter behind me. My smile gets bigger as I hear Uriah's voice from the other side of the room. The classroom must have been pretty silent for him to hear all of that, oh god.

"You tell 'em Trissy!" Four laughs along with Uriah and I. In that moment I forget that the whole class can hear our conversation and turn back the right way round. When I look at Lauren, I see her mouth slammed shut, probably from the input of Four's laughter.

Mr Davis starts to speak as he glares at Uriah and I, "I hope we can get through this term without any distractions or any inappropriate inputs. Now, I'm going to give you out your work. I hope you can remember where you left off from."

...

History went by so very slow. I nearly finished everything last year, so I was just watching the time go by, but it seemed like Four did to. This lesson was mainly for people who needed to catch up, like Lauren and Cara, for obvious reasons.

The bell rings and, once again, I leave with Four but now with Uriah in tow. We make our way to the field to meet the rest of the group, the only thing I can hear is Uriah's pointless conversation about how 'funny' Zeke's welcome home gift was. Too bad I didn't hear the start, right? I nod my head occasionally to make it look as if I'm listening, and my legs start to move faster as I see our group.

But, for the third time today, I am stopped by a hand on my arm. After all the grabbing and touching that has happened today, I already know it's Four's. "Tris, I was just wondering if you wanted to do the home work tonight as it's due tomorrow-" I see him open his mouth to ramble on, but I stop him before there's no going back.

"Yeah, okay, we can do it at mine after school if you want?" We stop walking as I wait for him to reply. He nods his head in agreement and I start to smile, whys he always so nervous? "You really need to stop doing that." He looks at me questionably before I carry on. "You know? Rambling? Have some faith in yourself Four, I probably won't say no." My smile stays on my face as a subtle blush creeps upon his. Before he starts speaking again, I grab his arm and together, we make our way over to our friends.

A/N- So, what did you guys think? I'd love to hear your opinions on the chapter so I know if you all like it or not! Also, if you get confused on anything, ask me about it and I will try to help. The chapters may not always be this long as I was trying to put most of the background information in this one chapter so I can truly get on with the story in the next ones. Well, I think that's it, so see ya.