I wake in the middle of the night drenched in cold sweat. Thankfully, I didn't scream; I learned not to a long time ago. My nightmare was the same one as always. The car crash. The One that killed my mother. Knowing I won't be able to sleep again, I sit up and walk over to the window in my room and open it. I carefully climb out of it and lay down on the flat balcony. sometimes it helps to watch the stars and pick out the constellations I learned so long ago. I instantly find Orion and the two Dippers; it's almost like a mindless thing I do. After an hour or so, I decide to go back inside and try to sleep.

This time, I wake up to my alarm beeping loudly in my ear. A groan escapes my lips as I turn off the beeping and sit up. I get up and head to the shower. After wrapping myself with a towel and brushing through my long and wet blonde hair and drying it, I slip into a pair of black jeans, a grey short sleeved shirt paired with grey converse. My backpack gets slung around my shoulder before heading downstairs to quickly grab a muffin and hop into my truck, with my younger brother, Ian, already in the passenger seat. I put the car in reverse and slowly back out of the garage so I can turn around in the driveway and head straight to school. "How bad was is last night?" Ian asks quietly. My body tenses at the question. "Could be worse." Was my reply. Last night, our father came home drunk and angry. Unfortunately, I was the first person he saw when he walked in so he took his anger off on me with words and a belt to my back. It happened regularly so my back didn't hurt that bad. Our father occasionally beat Ian (never Caleb mind you) ,but it was usually me that got it since he never wanted a daughter. I turn into the school's parking lot and park the truck. Ian and I hop out and walk in the school together. We split up all too so soon due to the school's almost-caste system. When you are a freshman you have a choice to either join Abnegation the selfless or Amity the peaceful. Grade 10 you can choose candor the honest or dauntless the brave, Grade 11 Erudite the intelligent, and Grade 12 is your choice. I chose Dauntless in hope for one day I can stand up to my father. Ian is in Grade 10 and chose dauntless. Thankfully, PE and self defense classes are only for Dauntless beginners and for Dauntless Seniors it is mental and emotional defense. (which i am in desparate need of.)

Each grade, or faction, has its own color. Abnegation dress in grey, Amity in red or yellow, candor in black or white, dauntless in black, and erudite dress in blue. Which explains why I am dressed the way i am. (Seniors can dress in up to 3 different colors to represent their 3 top factions) I walk up to my locker and pull out the binders I need to class. After that, i shut my locker and walk into homeroom. "TRIS!" I hear the moment I walk in. I am soon confronted by Christina talking a mile a minute. "OKay so I saw these REALLY cute shoes online at the clearance rack on Abercrombie and OMG! We need to go shopping! We can go on Saturday! And just spend the whole day there, and talk and just have a great time! Pick me up at nine okay?" I sigh and tell her i will. I know I wouldn't be able to say no since I have said no the past three times. Will walks in and Christina turns to him and rants about something until Mr. Max walks in and starts the math lesson.