Dear Diary,
My name is Tris Prior and I am a junior at Five Factions High School in Chicago. I decided to create this little journal to share my expertise with all. You might be wondering what expertise I am talking about. That would be the fact that I am an expert heartbreaker. That is why I am going to take time out of my busy schedule to teach you how to be a heartbreaker. You better take every piece of advice I give you because its absolutely genius. Each entry I will give you a new rule so to start off ill give you the MOST important rule I live by. Rule 1: 2 MONTHS! That is the longest you can allow a relationship to last. Anything past that and you will get attached! Now we can't have that now can we. Remember girl code for breaking it off with a guy. No holidays or anniversaries therefore you have to do it at least a couple days before your 2 month anniversary. Lastly for when you are about to break it off don't show any signs! You have to cut them loose when they least expect it. Trust me when I say it hurts them a lot more. ; ) Now go break some hearts beotches!
Well kisses! xoxo
Tris!
I put down my diary and head over to the shower. Today is the first day of my junior year and you could say i'm a little bit bummed. I'm not to happy about having to leave my summer nights of bon fires, drinking, and most importantly BOYS! O the boys I have hooked up with the summer. They seem to be getting hotter and hotter by the minute. You may think i'm boy crazy but when it comes down to it who isn't. Ever since the middle of freshman year I have had this thing I do where every time I get with a guy I have to take a picture with him before I throw him to the dogs with the rest of the guys I have dated. One of my favorite hobbies is going through my phone looking at the hot guys I have been with through the years. Its like a stroll down memory lane. A really hot memory lane.
Before you start to jump to conclusion, I'm a virgin. I guess thats my little secret considering everyone in school assumes that with all the guys I get with I am bound to have slept with one. I guess i'm just waiting for that one special guy. Pathetic right!
I hop out of the shower and look at myself in the mirror. All I think is DAYUMM! You may think i'm cocky but you would be the same way if you had once been a scrawny middle schooler with glasses, no boobs, and looking like a boy. That was Beatrice. I'm not that girl anymore. My boobs have grown to cup size D and I have a HUGE butt! I love it! My long blond hair reaches a little below my shoulders. I dip died my hair hot pink to make me look even more badass than I already am. I have piecing blue/gray eyes as well as a big nose. I don't really care about that though because everyone has their flaws, right?
Over the summer I was in Europe. And can I just say Damn, dem boys are hot! New continent means boys I haven't reached yet. I went to every country in Europe, backpacking with my friend from when I went to private school from pre-k to grade 8. Her name was Susan and she is a true day oner. She liked me even when I was ugly. Can you believe that? Well when we were in Europe, despite Susan's protests, I may have gotten some piercings and tattoos. Technically I am of age there so I could do whatever the hell I wanted to. It was great! I got my belly button pierced first. Then I got a tattoo on my collar bone of three birds flying to my heart, representing my family. I then proceeded to getting my ear lobe pierced three times on both sides as well as my cartilage twice on my left and my middi on my right. It might have hurt like bitch but all of the pain was totally worth it!
I step out of the bathroom still in my birthday suit and head into my walk in closet. I turn on the chandelier as well as the moving clothes rack. I head over to my drawers and take out a nude bra and a black lacy thong. I throw them on and head over to my clothes. I watch the clothes pass me as the rack continues to move and squeal when I find the perfect shirt. I rip it off the rack and throw it on. Its a tight crop top that comes just above my belly button and says "Bored of You" across the front. It has different shades of black and white all over it. I run to my drawers again and pull out leather shorts that come to about an inch below my belly button. (You can clearly see my belly button piercing as well as my tattoos. Perfect!) I try putting them on while running to my shoes rack, tripping along the way. I get up and start eyeing all my shoes. I settle on my favorite pair of worn out combat boots and shove them on my feet. I grab my favorite gold necklace with a feather on it as well as a gold ring that looks like a lighting bolt wrapped around my finger.
I head over to my huge vanity and start to play with my hair that has now completely air dried. I decide to just straighten it and move on. I apply my favorite BB cream, concealer, some eyeliner, mascara, and coral lip stick. I walk over to one of the many mirrors in my room to see the final product. All I can say is if I saw me on the street, i would cross to the other side so I don't have to pass me. Badass all the way! A hot badass if I must say so myself.
I look at the clock on the bedside table next to my king size four poster and see school starts in ten minutes. Its a fifteen minute drive to get there so there is no way i'm getting there on time. I figure if i'm going to be late, I might as well be hella late.
I take this opportunity to look at my phone. I have 9 new messages. The first one is from my bestie Christina telling me to get my ass to school. the next eight are all from different boys. Lets see. Josh, Mark, and Liam and said "Good Morning ;)". Wow how original. I never get texts like that. (note the sarcasm) Kevin said "I hope you had sweet dreams sweetie!" Cute but did he just call me sweetie? Ew. Henri said "Can't w8 to c u l8ter!" Does he not know how to spell? The next two I didn't even bother reading because they were from two guys I hooked up with in Europe.
As usual I reply to none of them and throw my phone in my bag. I sneak another look at the clock and realize school officially just started. I fling my backpack over my shoulder and head downstairs. As usual, no one is hear but my butler.
"Miss Prior? Shouldn't you be at School?" Charlie asks giving me a questioning look.
"O hush Char. I'm going now." I say as I grab a muffin and make my way to the garage. "And if you tell my parents or brother I might just have to kick you where the sun don't shine!" I smirk over my shoulder.
"Wouldn't dream of it Miss Prior." Charlie states while heading back to the kitchen.
I head into the garage and grab my keys off the rack on the wall. I walk over to my Black 2014 Jaguar F-Type Convertible.(Look it up. Coolest car ever.) I open the passenger side door and throw my bag in. I walk over to the driver's side and press the button to open the garage and let the gate guards know i'm coming. I roll down the top, put the car in reverse and step on it. I turn it so I can turn around once I get out of the garage. I switch to drive and speed off down my huge driveway at 100 miles per hour. The gates are already open so I don't even have to stop. I make a quick right onto the road and head off to school, not without stopping at Starbucks for my venti caramel frappuccino.
I pull into the school and head off towards the Dauntless building. In my school you are put into one of the five factions based on your personality. I was put in Dauntless freshman year along with all the other athletes. My brother was put in Erudite with all the nerds who love learning. I actually don't mind learning. i find it fun but I would never admit that to anyone! there is also Amity which is where all the happy and peppy people go. they make me want to puke. then there is Candor who are a bunch of people who never lie. They tend to be quite rude. Lastly, there is Abnegation. that is the faction my parents were in when they went here. I admire how nice they all are and how they think of others before themselves. Its so beautiful. But i'm to selfish to be in that faction.
I park in my assigned spot which just happens to be right next to the door. I lock up my car and see that I am only twenty minutes late. Wow! That must be the earliest I have ever showed up on the first day of school! New record!
I walk up the steps and all I can think is this is going to be one hell of a year.
Hey! I hoped you liked my first fan fiction ever. I know its really long but once I started writing I couldn't stop! I'm not a writer but this brilliant idea came into my head and I couldn't pass it up. It would help so much if you could tell me what I did wrong, if I did do anything wrong. Thanks so much for reading!
- Hockeycrazy7
