A/N: Tris already knows Christina because they met at the pool or something... so on the first day, yes, Tris is new, but she already knows Christina. I didn't want you to be confused because Tris just moved and it's her first year at this school but she knows some one. So ya. There will, of course, be FourTris. How could there not be? oh and btw, for every chapter I am going to do the day from Tris' POV and then Tobias' POV. OK, another BTW, and this is important: Yes, the school is divergent high. But, there are no factions, clubs or anything that resembles the factions. The point of these types of fanfiction is to make the characters of divergent go to high school, not modify high school to fit divergent. This being said, the go to normal high school, not one with 5 separate buildings, or something.
Tris POV
This is it. I walk through the doors of my new school. I am almost immediately attacked by Christina. She knocks me to the floor.
"Did you get your schedule? How many classes do we have together? OMG! I can't believe we're finally here!" she babbles on. I zone out, picking up my bag and getting up. I start to walk over to the office, receiving my schedule.
Homeroom: Mr. James (Thats my homeroom teacher)
Math: Mrs. Smith
Art: Tori
Lunch
Science: Miss Matthews
Yay. Christina told me all about Matthews. This is going to be an awesome school year. (Note the sarcasm) I walk to my first class, dreading school more and more by the minute.
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I walk to art and sit down in a seat near the back. I try not to draw attention to myself. I hear a loud thump next to me, notifying me that someone is sitting down. I lift my head up to a grinning Christina. Before we can say anything, Tori walks in. She tells us to draw something that we feel resembles us. I draw three ravens, one for each of my family members. I don't know why, but I feel like the birds resemble me, there freedom, even though they are so small. I like it. Next is lunch. Finally. Christina is letting me sit with her and some of her friends, because I'm new and don't really know anyone. When we walk into the cafeteria, Christina introduces me to some of her friends; Uriah, Marlene, Shauna, Lynn, and Will. I take a spot between Marlene- she seems nice enough- and Christina. I suddenly remember I forgot to get a drink, so I get up and head over to the soda machine. I also see a piece of cake in the cafeteria line, and I heard Christina say that it was good, so I grab the cake and make my way back over to the table. On the way there, I bump into someones chest, seeing a boy with dark blue eyes, cake covering his shirt. My cake covers his shirt.
"Sorry," I say.
"Watch where your'e going, freshman," he says angrily. Suddenly, I'm not so sorry.
"I'm a junior, thank you very much," I tell him.
"Really? Because you look younger than my 13 year old cousin," he smirks.
"Would you like a drink with that?" I ask him, pouring my soda all over his head. I walk back to my table and sit down, not caring or daring to look back. Everybody stares at me in awe.
"What?" I ask sharply.
"What happened?" Uriah asks me.
"Well, I had a run in with Mr. Prince-of-Peace over there," I say angrily.
"Oh. That's Four," says Christina, "He's kind of a jerk."
"Yeah," I say, "I can tell." Uriah opens his mouth but he is cut off by the bell. I get up and go to my locker to grab my books for science. Oh joy, just what I need. Another stupid teacher to ruin my 'good mood'. I walk into my science class and groan as I find out there are seating arrangements. I go to my seat and look at the name of my lab partner. I groan again, finding out that it is the Prince-of-Peace. I few moments later, Peace Charming himself walks in, emotionless as he sits next to me.
God, could he be any more arrogant? I ask myself as Ms. Matthews walks in. I drone out during most of class, but decide to at least try to stop doodling and pay attention sometime during the end.
"-so, the project on your partners is due next week. I suggest you go ahead and get started."
Crap. I have to do a project on number-boy.
Tobias POV
I walk into the cafeteria, on my way to get some food. Something slams into my chest, and I look down to see a tiny freshman staring up at me.
"Sorry," she says. Yeah, sure. Dump cake on my shirt and then expect me to be beam sunshine and rainbows. Yeah, no.
""Watch where your'e going, freshman," I say angrily. But some of my anger fades as I look into her soft eyes, which quickly turn cold after my comment.
"I'm a junior, thank you very much," she tells me. Aww, she's all grown up, is she?
"Really? Because you look younger than my 13 year old cousin," I smirk. She looks somewhat hurt by my comment, and this time a lot of anger melts away. She covers it with a cold look.
"Would you like a drink with that?" she asks me, as she pours a soda all over my head, dropping the bottle and walking back to her table, leaving me in shock. Now the anger that faded is back, and it's not happy. I didn't expect that to happen. I grunt and walk over to Zeke, taking him by the arm and pulling him to the bathroom. When we get there, I tell him the story as I clean up.
"Hey," he says, "I have an idea!"
"What?" I ask him.
"Let's make a bet- a friendly bet. I'm out of cash, lets have a little competition, though," he says, smirking.
"Of what?" I ask, intrigued.
"To see who can get Tris to fall or him first before Christmas!" he says.
"I'm in," I say, giving him a high-five. Revenge is best served cold.
I walk into science, taking my seat next to Tris. Perfect! I wait for class to be over, and perk up when I hear we have a project on our partners. This could help a lot. At the end of class, I grab Tris' wrist before she leaves and pull her back.
"Hey, we should start working on that project. My house, or yours?" I ask her, hoping she won't say neither and go away.
She stares at me coldly, grinding her teeth "My house." I have to resist the urge not to laugh. She's a vulnerable, pathetic brat. This is going to be sweet revenge. I'm sure it will be easy to get her to fall for me, considering practically every girl at this school throws themselves at me.
Peters POV
I smirk inside my bathroom stall as I hear the bet that Zeke and Four are making on Tris.
A/N: Please don't hate me! I needed to do Peters POV because thats the only way to explain how he knows. It won't happen again; i'm going to stick with Tris and Fours POV. Review:D
