A/N: Hey, so this is my first fanfic. My family kept encouraging me to attempt to write a story so here I am. Um, I accept honest comments but this is my first story so I would appreciate it if I didn't receive rude reviews! Please read, thank you!

Tris' POV

"Beatrice, honey. It's time to wake up. You don't want to be late for your first day at a new high school," I hear my mother say through my bedroom door. The summer is already over and I have to start at a new high school. I'm excited, nervous and scared all at the same time. I check the clock and it reads 6:45. I know I can't sleep any longer. I reluctantly get up from my warm, inviting bed to take a shower. After I finish my shower, I wrap a towel around myself and go to my walk-in closet to find some clothes. I'm not big on fashion but we're kind of rich and my mother is a fashion designer. I decide to put on a black tank top with a black lacy shirt. I then pick out a pair of dark red skinny jeans and slide them on. I go over to my mirror and begin to brush out the knots in my hair. My hair is naturally curly so I decide to leave it alone. I check the clock again. 7:10 flashes back at me in red lettering. Crap, I have to leave at 7:20 to get to school on time.

"Beatrice! Hurry, I can't be late. That would be bad for my reputation!" Caleb screams through the door. All he cares about is his stupid reputation. I love my brother but he's a giant nerd.

"You have your own car! Don't wait up, I'll see you at school!" I reply.

I hear Caleb walk away and down the stairs to the garage. He's only like 10 months older so we're both juniors though he acts superior. I go over to my nightstand, unplug my phone, and put it in my back pocket. I grab my bookbag from the corner of my room and sling it over my shoulder. I run down the stairs to the kitchen and grab a granola bar.

"Tris, don't run. You'll hurt yourself. Also, you should eat more than that for breakfast," My mother says from the kitchen table.

"No time, Mom. I'm gonna be late. Love you," I say as I kiss her cheek.

I head out to the garage and grab the keys to my Ferrari. As I drive to school, I can't help but be worried. What if no one likes me and I end up being a loner? My brother's nice enough that he would let me hang out with him and his new friends but I really don't want to spend my time with a bunch of know-it-all's. I pull into the parking lot next to a Harley. I've never really seen anyone drive a motorcycle to school before. As I get out of my car, I hear my brother shout from behind me. He seems to have parked 3 spaces down.

"Hey, Beatrice. Ready to go?" He asks politely.

"Caleb, please stop calling me Beatrice. I already told you I want to be known as Tris here."

"Okay, okay. Jeez. Let's head to the office to get our schedules Tris."

We walk towards the office to get our schedules and locker assignments. When we get there, I see a pretty girl sitting at the desk. She has to be in her early 30's and she has a lot of tattoos.

"Hi, how can I help you? Are you the new students that I was informed about?" she asks.

"Um, yes ma'am, that's us. I'm Caleb and this is my sister, Tris," he explains while gesturing towards me. I wave awkwardly.

"Well, it's nice to meet you both. My name is Tori. Here are your schedules and locker assignments. Have a great first day!"

I look over my schedule. Same boring classes every junior has to go through. Of course, Caleb has all AP classes. We part ways and I look around for my locker. I'm paying more attention to a map of school than where I'm going so I accidentally bump into someone and we both fall backwards. She's really tall with dark hair and I can't help but think how pretty she is.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, I was just looking at the map trying to find my locker," I apologize quickly.

She laughs, "No worries. You must be new. Hi, my name's Christina." She holds her hand out for me to shake.

I take her hand and respond, "Hi, Christina. I'm Tris. Yes, I'm new. Can you tell me where my locker is? It's locker 836."

"That's right beside mine! Follow me."

I follow Christina to her locker. She seems nice enough. I hope we can be friends because I feel as though she would be a great friend.

When we reach the lockers and I open mine, Christina begins to talk to me. "So," she says. "Since you're new and you don't know anyone, you can sit with me and my friends at lunch. If you would like, that is."

"Wow, thanks. I would love to," I reply, completely shocked.

"Great! Meet me here before lunch. See you then," And with that she smiles, waves and departs.

I head to my first class. Math. I hate math to begin with but math in the morning is just a terrible idea. I have to wake up only to be bored back to sleep. I walk into the classroom and take a seat in the back.

xXx

Math turned out to be uneventful, just highly boring. Then, I had Biology which was also extremely uneventful. It is now lunch time and I head back to my lockers to meet Christina. When I get there, she's already waiting. When I get close enough, she pulls me into a hug. I hug back awkwardly, surprised at her forwardness.

She begins to speak immediately, "So, I'm going to introduce you to my group of friends. They're great and friendly so don't worry."

"Um, sure. Okay." How could I not worry? I was about to meet a table full of new people, and of course telling people not to worry only succeeds in making them worry more.

We walk into the cafeteria and I follow her to the lunch line to grab some food. I then follow her to an almost filled table. I stand there awkwardly while Christina takes a seat next to a tall blonde guy.

"Hey guys! Tris this is Zeke, Shauna, Will, Marlene, Uriah and Four," Christina says while gesturing to each individual. She continues with, "Guys, this is Tris Prior. She's new here so I told her she could sit with us."

They all murmur some type of greeting. I take a seat next to the guy called Uriah.

"Hey Tris! Welcome to the Cool Kids Table!" Uriah says with a smile. I smile in return and begin to eat my food.

Zeke speaks up, "Hey guys, did you see that Ferrari in the parking lot? That car is a goddess! It was parked beside Four's motorcycle. Whoever owns that car is one lucky person!"

"Yeah, the car's great. I wonder whose it is..." says the guy called Four. I actually get my first good look at him. He has dark brown hair that looks black from a distance. He has a spare upper lip and a full lower lip. His eyes are the deepest blue I've ever seen. Suddenly, he looks up and catches me staring. I quickly look away and blush, embarrassed to be caught staring.

I clear my throat and speak up, "Actually, the red Ferrari is mine." All the guys gawk at me. I begin to feel uncomfortable, I've never liked being the center of attention. "Um, guys. It's just a car..."

"Just a car? No it isn't! You have to give me a ride sometime!" Uriah yells.

"Me too!" chimes in Will and Zeke.

"Um, sure. We could take a ride in my car sometime. No problem," I say.

"Great. Sounds cool," says Four. I attempt to mask my surprise. I didn't expect him to want to join. And I can't help but notice incredibly good looking he is. I quickly look away so I don't get lost in his eyes yet again, however cheesy that may sound.

I sit quietly for a couple minutes. I can feel someone looking at me though. I look up from my peripheral vision to see Four watching me. Strange. Uriah suddenly flings his arm around my shoulder.

"So Tris, how're you liking it here?" He asks. I can't help but glance at Four when Uriah puts his arm around me. I see some emotion flash across his face. It kind of looked like jealousy but why would he be jealous of Uriah?

I decide to answer his question before somebody sees me staring at Four, "Um, it's cool. Math and Biology were extremely boring."

Uriah opens his mouth to reply but is stopped by the bell indicating lunch is now over. I say bye to my new friends and head off to social studies. When I get to the classroom, I choose to sit in the back yet again. I pull out my notebook and start doodling. I notice someone sit next to me but don't acknowledge them.

The teacher, Mrs. Faith comes in and begins to speak. "Okay, class. We have a new student. Stand up and tell everyone your name. "I'm suddenly nervous because all eyes are on me. I stand up, "Um, hi. My n-name's Tris." I sit back down, blushing and mentally cursing myself for stuttering. The person next to me smiles and I look up to see who it is. I'm surprised to see that it's the boy with the deep blue eyes, Four. We lock eyes for a moment and he just looks at me with a small smile. I blush deeper and force my eyes to look down at my desk. Thankfully, the teacher begins speaking again.

"Okay class, we're doing a research paper on wars. You'll be working in partners and you and your partner must pick a previous war and write a 5 page research paper. You have one month from now. Pairs will be Ashley and Liam, Nathaniel and Bailey, Tris and Four..."

I zone out after my name as the shock registers. I got paired with Four? Well, I guess it's a good thing because I at least kind of know him and it'll give me an excuse to talk to him... Wait, what am I thinking? A guy that hot can have anyone he wants. He wouldn't want me.

The rest of the class is extremely boring. The teacher dismisses us and I rise, grabbing my bag and turning to leave when I hear a deep voice call my name. I spin around and see Four looking at me. Why is he talking to me?

"Tris? Um, about the paper. I'd like to get started on it soon. My house or yours it doesn't matter," He says quietly.

"Oh, uh, of course." Oh, duh, that's why he's talking to me. Stupid me. "Um, you can come over to my house tomorrow if you want. My mom will be at work and my brother has some nerd club," I reply.

He smiles slightly, "Okay. See you later, Tris." And with that he walks out of the room.

My next class seemed to be English. When I walked into the room, I was happy to see Christina there. Finally, a familiar face. She waves me over and I sit down next to her. My mind wanders to Four and how quiet he is. Everyone else seems to be loud and crazy but he's different. I decide to ask Christian about him.

"Hey, Christina? What do you know about Four?"

"Four? He's cool. He seems quiet but when he's around the other guys he's just like any other teenage boy. He always has girls throwing themselves at him but it's hilarious because he just ignores them. They get so angry!" She says with a laugh.

Then she looks at me with a suspicious smirk on her face. "Why do you ask? Do you like him?" She asks excitedly.

Well, honestly, yes. Wait, what? I don't even know him, I can't like him.

"Uh... No. He's just my partner for a research paper in social studies," I lie, both to her and myself.

"Oh." She says, sounded disappointed. Why would she be disappointed?

I head to my car when the day is finally over. Overall, my day went well but I can't seem to get Four off my mind. He's mysterious and I like it. When I near my car, I notice a ton of admirers surrounding it. I also notice the Harley and remember Zeke mentioning it was Four's. He's unique. I squeeze by them into the driver's seat and start my way home. The whole way there, no matter how hard I try, Four comes back into my thoughts. By the time I arrive home, I'm sick of myself. I literally just met him. I run upstairs and plug in my iPod. I lay down on my bed listening to Shinedown trying to get my mind off the dreamy, blue-eyed boy. Eventually, I doze off into a peaceful sleep.