Guys this is my first fanfiction i ever wrote so please don't judge me harshly.

I do not own divergent

Tris POV:

i hear knocking on my bedroom door.

''come in!''

I yell

You know that state of mind when you are not sleeping and not awake, just float in the middle. That's how i feel right now.

My mom slowly walks in the room and gently sits on the side of my bed.

''Beatrice, sweety i have to talk to you.''

''umm what is it mom?'' I muttered.

''Your father found a job in another town, and the agency that i work in is very flexible so i will be able to transfer in that district.'' She pauses.

''By the end of this week we are going to move. So don't forget to tell your friends and say goodbye.''

''I don't have any friends mom.'' I look down and she takes the loose ends of my hair and togs it behind my hair.

-''Well then you will make friends at your new school, plus your father is going to be the principle. Isn't that exciting.'' She gives me a worm smile. I love my moms smile it barely touches her eyes and makes her look really young. She kisses me on the cheek and says ''good night honey''.

''night mom''.

SUNDAY NIGHT

My family doesn't really talk while we're having dinner. And i'm glad, because i'm so afraid of tomorrow. If they ask me anything i don't know what i'll say. You know, tomorrow i will be „the new girl" and i will probably be the only one with no friends who just sits alone in cafeteria.

''Beatrice you haven't touched your food'' my father speaks and scares the c*** out of me.

''Sorry dad I'm just not hungry at all''.

''you have to ear, look at you, you are practically skin and bones.''

I see a concerned look in my fathers eyes.

But i don't feel skinny. To be honest i feel kinda fat.

''Dad can i be excused.'' i ask politely an my father gives me a nod, but i see a little anger in his eyes.

I grab a towel and head straight up to the bathroom. While im undressing i keep looking at my stomach, it looks like a lump. Damn it if i was only 20 pounds lighter i think i would look good. I don't like my body. Ever since puberty i started looking fat and disgusting. So every time i see a mirror i try to look away.

THE NEXT MORNING (MONDAY)

I don't even know what or where my first class is. I walk around the school with my head up looking at the high ceiling while suddenly i feel a smash on my chest.

''ooouch watch where you're going'' i hear.

I look down and see that i bumped in to a short girl with beautiful dark skin and short black hair. I give her my hand to get and she does looking a little angry at me.

''Who are you? I never seen you around.''

''I'm the new girl'' i reply

''Well new girl I'm Christina, do you need any help?''

''you can call me Beatrice.'' i laugh a little ''and i do need help, can you show me where the principles office is.''

Christina leads me out side of the principles office, and a beautiful blond women comes out. She looks directly at Christina and asks

''Do you need anything?'' She lifts her right eyebrow and gives us the „what do you want" look.

Christina replies '' I was just showing the new girl around'' looking her dead in the eye and not breaking the eye contact fist. Then she shifts her eyes to me and smiles.

''You must be Beatrice Prior we've been expecting you.'' she gives me a worm smile but i have a feeling that something evil hides in this woman ''And let me know if you ever need anything.'' She tells me and walk pass me and Christina.

''I hate her'' Christina says bluntly ''she gives me the creeps.''

''Yeah me too'' i reply softly.

''anyways here the principal's office, i have to run i have history, but don't be a stranger.''

Upon entering the office without knocking i see my father typing on the computer with only his index finger looking like some old man. He looks up and twitches for a moment like he was doing something illegal.

''Beatrice you scared me, next time when you come in please knock first.''

''fine dad'' I roll my eyes. ''Can you please give me class schedule''.

He hands me a peace of paper and i raise my hand telling him that i'll be on my way. Lets see first class...history. Great i know that Christina has history too so we will be in the same class. Someone named Mr. Jack Kang is our history teacher. Will see how that goes i'm not really a ''history'' person.

Please tell me if you want me to continue the story