Tris Pov: (12 years old)

The path we are on, twists into yet another turn. Green grass is on both sides of us, but further on our left, a big lake is present. The geese swim peacefully in the lake as we walk past them. It's obvious Toby wants to say something.

"Hey," Tobias begins. I guess this is it. "I've been meaning to ask you something." This can't be good.

"Hmm?"

"I kind of heard Lauren talking the other day, and she said that you….had a crush on me….is it true?" I stop walking. What in the world? How does Lauren know that?

"What if it is?" I say in a small voice.

"Then we can't be friends." He answers sternly. What?

"What? Why?"

"Because you are just going to end up throwing yourself at me and becoming a slut."

'WHAT?! YOU KNOW I WOULDN'T DO THAT."

"Sorry Tris." With that, he walks away. I trudge over to a picnic table and sit down. I put my head in my hands and the tears start to fall. Susan told me Tobias was no good. I should have listened. Something lands on my shoulder, and when I look up it's my mother's hand. I scoot over to allow her more room and fall into her open arms.

"I'm sorry for what he said to you." She says into my hair. Of course she knew; she was walking behind us. "I'm not sure if this is the right time to tell you this, but we are moving in two days. We are moving back to Georgia."

Tris pov: (17 years old)

It has been years since I've smelt this familiar Chicago air. I've spent the past five years in my hometown of Buford, Georgia. Even though I was born there, I've lived in Chicago longer. We moved back there due to my dad's job and we have returned to Chicago due to my mom's job; she's a military official just like my dad (Except he has a higher rank than her). We ended up moving back into our old house since we rented it out to a family while we were gone and they had just left. Currently, we has just finished moving all of the boxes into our rooms and I am staring at the six boxes I have stacked in front of me.

One of the boxes held my books and music supplies. Two of them had my clothes and One had my shoes. Another one had my pillows and sheets and the last one had bathroom supplies and random things that's were left over. My walls are still painted the same old dark blue and my curtains are the cheap sheer white ones from Wal Mart. I pick up my phone and scroll down to Christina in my contact list. She is the only one that I have kept in touch with from our group of friends. I press the call button and hold it up to my ear. She answers on the first ring.

"Hey." I say

"Hi!"

"I'm back in Chicago. In the same house. Do you want to come over and help me unpack?"

"OMG! Really?! Of course I want to! Can I invite Marlene, Lynn, and Shauna too?!" I chuckle.

"Sure."

"Okay! Be there in five!" I hang up my phone and look out my window. I look down the street to Christina's house and notice Four people run out of her front door and towards my house. I chuckle as they burst into my room on the four minute mark. Christina still looks the same with her dark skin and caramel colored hair, but she has grown at least a foot and a half, so no she has at least half a foot over me. Lynn still has her shaved head and Marlene and Shauna still look the same. Everyone has grown so now they are all taller than me.

I have changed though. I dyed the tips of my hair blue and I have grown a 17 year old body over this past year. I actually look my age and not like a 12 year old. I have gotten more confident with the clothes that I wear as well.

"Tris! Oh my goodness! I love your hair!" Christina says as she attacks me with a hug. I smile at her and give the rest of the girls a hug. As we start to unpack, they all demand for me to tell them what I've done over the past five years.

"Well," I start. "I moved back to my hometown and eventually learned to cope with my heart break. I probably took it way too close to heart, but what's done is done. I learned to defend myself with my parents as my teachers and Caleb helped out occasionally. I learned how to drive really early, and I am now a pro at mud riding. I eventually got more and more confidence in myself even though the bullying was constant. I became better and better at self defense and I even started my own class. Now, I moved back here because of my mom's job." I finish this right as I finish cleaning out my book box. Christina hugs me again.

"First day of school is tomorrow." Shauna says sadly.

"I know. I'm going to miss the Sweet Summertime." I respond. "Oh," I continue. "I'm going to go by Six at school. And I don't want yall to tell the boys I'm back, especially Tobias." Marlene nods and then speaks up.

"Why Six? And completely understandable, they were all so horrible to you after what He said to you. You should also know that Tobias goes by Four now, It's his football jersey name. Well everyone still knows his name, but Four is easier to say then Tobias."

"Six is because I have only ever lost Six fights. Five of those were in class and the Sixth was when I was attacked, but my dad found and saved me." I add quickly as I see their faces twist into horror, which now turns into relief. They all nod and we get back to unpacking my boxes.

Time laps to the next Morning

I jerk awake to my alarm clock blaring Alright by Darius Rucker. I groan and shut the alarm clock off. I sit up groggily and rub my eyes. After a few seconds of sitting up in my bed, I hop into a ten minute shower and dry my hair. I decide to fishtail my hair and to put on a black circle skirt, with a Tribal print shirt sleeve top that is tucked into the skirt. I put on some black Converse with it to complete the outfit. Next, I do my makeup. I apply a primer, BB cream, blush,white eyeliner to my top lid, Mascara, and a highlight in my inner corners. I grab my backpack, and my gym bag and go downstairs. I end up eating two muffins and some of my mom's sweet tea and then I go to the garage and hop into my 2015 Ford F-150.

I get to school, Dauntless High, twenty minutes before homeroom so I have time to go to the front desk. When I get there, I find one of my old teachers, Mrs. Reyes, working there. i put on a smile as I walk up.

"Hi, Mrs. Reyes! I'm Beatrice Prior and I need to get my schedule."

"Hello Beatrice! Long time no see! Here you are." She says as she hands me my schedule.

"Oh, can you tell all of my teachers to call me Six?"

"Of course" She says smiling. I thank her and head over to locker 221. I put in the combination and grab the books I need for first and second period, since those are the only textbooks I have. Then I head over to homeroom.

End note: Thank you for clicking on my new fanfiction! :) Please let me know what you think! The quote from this chapter is, Sweet summertime, Which Is from the song Summertime by Kenny Chesney. I hope you enjoyed reading it so far, the chapters will get better as they go on!