"GET UP!" Caleb screams, banging on my bedroom door.
Today marks the dreadful first day of school in a new country. Yes a new country, my Dad was offered a high paying job for the mayor here in Chicago. We had to move from Canada at the end of the school year two months ago. I left behind my one and only best friend Ethan. (Yes I know Ethan is not a real character in the book, but I needed this character in the future of the story)
We made sure we would stay in touch, however I hope we can. He is the only person I really trust, and can call my 'friend'.
"BEATRICE HURRY UP! WE'RE GOING TO MISS THE BUS!" Caleb yells from downstairs. God he is so annoying.
"BY THE WAY IT'S TRIS!" I yell back groaning.
Our new school is oddly divided into five groups in which they call 'factions'. When we were registered we had to choose one of the five, I chose Dauntless and Caleb chose Erudite. The schools dress code consists of you wearing pieces of your factions colours, in my case black.
I throw on some black capri leggings considering it is a little chilly here in Chicago, a black tank top with the phases of the moon displayed on the front and I grab a cropped leather jacket incase I get cold. I bolt into the washroom now realizing I need to haul some butt, and quickly apply some mascara and eyeliner. Without making myself look like a slut. I brush my wavy golden hair and decide to leave it down for today.
I slip on my low top maroon converse, grab a muffin and run to the corner of our street to catch the bus.
"It's about time" Caleb says tapping his foot.
I just shake my head. From the looks of it, Caleb has been standing here for the past 10 minutes.
I look to the left and see the bus coming down the road. We board it and I look around trying to find a seat.
"You can sit here" A pretty dark skinned girl says patting the seat.
"Thanks" I say plopping myself beside her.
"Are you new? I've never seen you before, and well not to brag but I know everyone" She says
"Umm yea, I just moved here from Canada. my Dad got a job here for the mayor so we had to move"
"No wonder you sound funny. Anyway my names Christina, and I'm 17"
"Nice to meet you, I'm Tris and I'm also 17" I say
"We can be besties!" She screeches
"Yea..." I've never had a girl bestfriend before.
"Don't worry I'll show you around to my other friends, and help you out if you need anything" She says with a huge smile.
"Thanks" I can't resist help no matter how girly she is, especially since I have no clue where I'm going at this school.
The bus pulls into the school lot, and drops us off. Christina leads me to the Dauntless buildings office where we both pick up our schedules.
"Let me see if we have any of the same classes!" She is so excited.
Beatrice Prior- Dauntless
Locker: 17
Period 1- Math: room 221
Period 2- AP Science: room 117
1st Lunch
Period 3- Phys. Ed: Gym 3
Period 4- Music: room 132
Christina Willows
Locker: 18
Period 1- Math: room 221
Period 2- Geography: room 143
1st Lunch
Period 3- : Gym 3
Period 4-Music: room 132
Turns out we have pretty much the exact schedule, and lockers next to each other what luck.
"OMG! This is going to be the best year ever!" She screams jumping up and down.
She guides me through the maze of hallways, and pushes her way through the swarm of people dragging me by my arm.
"Move out of the way! Fresh meat coming through!" She says instead of 'excuse me'.
We finally reach our lockers, I open my lock and swing the door open, I stand on my toes to see the inside. Finding gym clothes already packed neatly on the bottom. However unfortunately my locker has to be the one on the top. I wonder who has the one under mine.
"Move it freshman" Someone says from behind.
"Uriah, she is a junior too. Plus she is my bestie so if you hurt her, so help me" I guess having a best friend like this is kinda nice.
"Sorry, my apologies. I'm Uriah" The boy says, he has golden skin and brown eyes with his golden hair flowing.
"Tris.." I mutter
"Nice to meet you, now umm could I please get to my locker" He says pointing to the one under mine. I guess that answers my question.
"Come on, I'll bring you to our first class" Christina says grabbing me by my arm.
We walk into math and Christina sits next to me, she babbles on about hair products which I couldn't care less about so I just nod and pretend I'm paying attention. Thank God the teacher finally walks in.
"Hello class, I'm Mrs Smith" I hear moans of 'goodmorning' and 'hellos'
"I notice we have a new student joining us today" She says pointing at me. Oh, no. "Would you like to introduce yourself?" I nod, and walk up to the front of the class.
"I'm Tris Prior, I'm 17 years old and just moved here from Canada. My dad works for the mayor here so we had to move over the summer" I quickly say
"No wonder you sound weird" A boy says snorting.
"Peter, please be quiet"
The rest of the class is a blur, Christina shows me where my science room is and than waves goodbye to go to her geo class.
I enter the room scanning for an empty desk, unfortunately I have no clue who any of these people are since they are mostly all seniors except for me.
I sit in the back in the last desk of the two rows. There is only one seat left now, which happens to be the one in front of me.
"Goodmorning, I'm Ms Jeanine Matthews. I will be your teacher this semester." She goes on about how science is her passion and how we should follow in the Erudite footsteps, I eventually tune her out. I am caught out of my dreams when she snaps at a student walking in.
"Mr Eaton, this is unexceptable. You can't be five minutes late and expect a red carpet for yourself, see me after class. Go sit." She threatens the boy.
When he walks towards the seat in front of me, I notice how deep blue his eyes are. I can almost get lost in them, he has such dark brown hair it almost looks black. And he is very muscular too. I stare at the back of his head for awhile, losing myself when he turns around and brings me back to reality.
"Do you have a pencil I can borrow?" He asks.
"Yea, here" I hand him one.
"Thanks" He slightly smiles and turns back around.
"Everyone, for your first day I want you guys to get to know each other considering we will be doing lots of experiments in the future." She grabs a piece of chalk and starts to write the pairs on the board.
I scan down when I find my name paired with a Four. Four!? What kind of name is that?
While I'm confusing myself the boy in front of me turns around.
"So, I guess we're partners" He says raising an eyebrow.
"How do you know my name?" I ask confused
"I know everyone, and there is not one Tris at this school. Also I have never seen you before, so I put two and two together and figured it's you" He says
"Wow, so you must be Four?"
"In the flesh" He replies smirking.
"These must be handed in by the end of class, no excuses" Ms Matthews says diving her face into the computer screen.
"Whats your name?" He asks reading the first question
"Tris Prior" I say
"Four Eaton" He says scribbling my name down on the line.
"Next, where are you from?"
"Canada, how about you?" I ask
"No wonder you sound funny, and I was born and raised here in Chicago" he laughs
"Why does everyone keep saying I sound funny?" I ask confused
"You have a weird accent, you talk funny" He smiles
"Well maybe you talk funny to me, how about that" I say smirking. "Anyway next question, what is your favourite colour?"
"Its-" I cut him off by saying "They spelt colour wrong! You people forgot the 'u'" I say scribbling in a little 'u'.
"Tris, you're in America now. We don't spell our words stupidly like you Canadians" He says with his eyebrows scrunched.
"Sorry, 17 years old getting scolded to spell with 'u's' doesn't go away easily" He just laughs at this.
"And it's black by the way" He says. "Mines blue" I reply
We continue this and when we finish the bell rings. We hand it in and I walk out the door dreaming of his blue eyes. Tris! What are you doing you just got here and now this boy is already swarming your thoughts! Snap out of it.
I reach my locker to be greeted by an overly excited Christina.
"How was science! Were there any cuties!?" I have never met someone so peppy in my life.
"It was good, and no I didn't spend my time staring at guys" Well yes I did, but she doesn't need to know.
"Seriously Tris! You're in a class full of seniors and you didn't even look at someone twice" She says pouting
"No not really.."
She grabs my arm and starts to bring me to the caf. We walk over to a round table buy the windows. There are two seats left which we both take.
"Everyone this is Tris, she is new here. Tris this is Marlene, Shauna, Lynn, Zeke, Uriah, and Four" She says pointing to each of them, and I recieve some 'sups' and 'hi's'
I notice I'm sitting next to Four, and start to think of his eyes when my phone buzzes. I look to the screen and see that Ethan texted me.
"Loverboy..? Ohh Tris you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend" Christina says smacking my arm.
"Ow! And I don't have a boyfriend, this is my best friend Ethan, he insisted on his name being 'Loverboy' in my phone because I was in love with the Hunger Games and he is a goofball" I explain, and see her mouth going in an 'o' shape.
"Sounds like Uriah" Four says, and I laugh.
"Hey!" Uriah pretending to be hurt.
"Hey Canada?" The boy Zeke asks
"Yes?"
"You sound-"
"Don't bother saying it, I know I sound weird to you guys. I've heard it enough" I say finishing my food.
"Okay, okay... No need to be pushy" He says with his hands up.
"In science she got mad over the spelling on the worksheet and insisted on fixing all the words, it was hilarious" Four laughs
"Yea, it was sooo funny..." I say sarcastically
After lunch Christina guided me to the gym change rooms. I pull out the gym uniform and see if is a black tank top that says 'Dauntless Gym' Across it in white writing. The shorts are basketball shorts that go down to our knees, but all the girls roll them. Right as I'm about to walk into the gym someone tugs my arm backward. I turn and see Christina.
"Tris, I'm just warning you now that Four can be a real jerk sometimes, let alone plain old cocky he thinks he's the 'big thing'. I just don't want to see you get hurt, okay?" She says
"Thanks Chris" I reply smiling.
When we walk in I see the wooden floors with all the lines on it painted in red, black, and blue. Our teacher coach Amar tells us all the line up along one of the walls. He tells us that everyday before class we need to come and sit in 'squads' that he has already made. He starts calling them out.
"Squad 1, Drew, Four..." He continues but I zone out untill I hear my name.
"Squad 2, Christina, Tris..." Great I have to sit next to him. I watch coach as he continues calling the squads when I feel a poke on my left arm.
"Hey, just so you know today since it's the first day we always play dodgeball and I never go easy on people" He smirks
"Good to know" I nod
"So if you get hit by my ball don't go crying home okay?" I would love to smack that smirk right off his face.
"No need to worry there Four" I say and he looks shocked.
"Whatever you say..."He says with a devilish grin on his face.
"Everybody today we are going to play dodgeball! Your team captains are Eric and Peter, you know the rules" He says "Peter you pick first"
"Four" He looks like he has some brains, but than I realize he was that snotty kid in my math class and regret what I said.
"I get the Canadian" I roll my eyes and go stand behind Eric. I look over to Four who has the greatest smirk spread across his face. This isn't going to be good.
They continue to pick the teams and when they finish coach has already lined up 7 balls in the middle of the gym while each team went to the other end. He blows his whistle and everyone runs full blast to the balls except me. I stay back and let the others get bulldozed by flying balls. It's only a matter of time untill there are only about three of us left of each team. I stay on my toes ready to move at a moments notice when I see Four grab a ball and ready to strike for my face. When he throws I sidestep and duck out of the way dodging it. He just shrugs with a look that he is out for blood. He continues to hit the others until it is me vs him. I grab a ball and try to hit him, but unfortunately he also easily moves out of the way.
"C'mon Canada" He laughs
He throws another one which just misses my head, but the next one hits me square in the face leaving a sting and red mark across it. He smirks and joins the rest of his celebrating team. He looked dissapointed that I didn't fall to the ground crying or complaining, which he will just have to get used to. Coach dismisses us, so I head towards the change rooms when someone taps my shoulder. I look and of all people it's Four.
"What do you want?" I ask grumpily
"Is your face okay?" He asks touching my cheek. I pull back, and say "It's fine, why do you care anyway you did it on purpose" now crossing my arms.
"Sometimes I underestimate my ability" He smirks
"Mhmm... I bet you do" I add sarcastically.
"I didn't mean to leave a mark on you face though" He says his smirk fading
"Nothing you can do now" I shrug
"Sorry if I seemed like a jerk during the game" He says rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's fine you just wanted to win, not the most unreasonable thing in the world" I say
"I guess I'll see you later than?" He asks raising an eyebrow
"Yea, see you tomorrow Four" I say walking back to the change rooms.
Music class was actually really fun, Tori our teacher just let us go wild with the different instruments for the entire class. At the end of the day I grabbed my books and my bag and walked outside to catch the bus. When I got to the parking lot I couldn't help but notice the amazing black Ferrari parked. I went to get a closer look at it when someone started talking.
"Enjoying the view?" A fimiliar voice says, I turn to see the one and only Four.
"This is an awesome car!" I say
"I know, do you need a ride?" He asks
"Well it looks like I missed the bus, so do you mind?"
"Not at all hop in" He says opening the door.
He pulls out of the parking lot, and starts heading towards the town.
"Where do you live?" He asks
"1746 Elm Drive" I say
"Ok, you can put some music on there are CD's in the glove box"
I open it to find a mosh pit of different albums, one catches my eye though.
"You like Miley Cyrus?" I laugh holding up her 'Bangerz' CD
"Thats.. uhh... Zeke's" He says embarrased
"Sure it is" I say putting it in. Wrecking ball comes on and I notice Four lip singing it.
"Admit it you like her! You're singing to it" I poke him
"I do not! And I wasn't singing!" He says pressing his mouth in a straight line.
I just laugh, and eventually we both end up singing at the top of our lungs to her songs untill we pull up on my driveway. I turn down the volume, and grab my bags.
"Thanks for the ride" I say "By the way you're a pretty decent singer" I smile
"No probs, and so are you" He smirks pulling out of my driveway.
I walk up to the door, and throw my bags to the side slip off my shoes and race upstairs. I jump on my bed and eventually fall asleep dreaming of Four.
A/N
Sooo... How is it? Comment and Fav! Hope to get chapter two up soon! Sorry this one is so long!
-Gwyneth