Hey guys, remember me? It's 101olive4u! You may know me from my story Dear Fanfiction Writers, otherwise I'm pretty new to the Divergent Fandom! This is pretty much my first Divergent story (or any story really) that has an actual plotline, so be nice! ;) HUGE thank you to my lovely BETA Reader LoLoGreeneVines for editing my first piece of this story! She is awesome!

Anyway, on with the story!


I've always loathed that Four Eaton, strutting around Dauntless High like he owns it. I mean, who has the right to do that? Just because a person is popular and handsome and rich…well, that doesn't mean that they are pleasant.

Especially not in Four Eaton's case.

That boy is eye candy to every girl walking past him on the street, but that would be before she met him. He would throw her away faster than a snowcone melting in Hell. Four Eaton, the most wanted boy in town, seems to hate girls. Let me assure you, no girl has a chance with Four. Especially not a girl like me.

You know, not that I'd want one, or anything. Cause I wouldn't. Really.

And anyway, he's practically a whole different race of people. He's a Popular.

Now the concept of Poulars are the prettiest, richest, bitchiest people in the school. In short, the most popular. They practically hate anyone beneath them.

Yes, our school has a social hierarchy, but don't they all? There's the elite Populars, the Neutrals, and the Geeks. Go ahead, guess which one I'm from. I'll give you three guesses.

The Populars consist of only five people, just five. Four Eaton, Christina Walsh, Lauren Di Lacap, and the brother Uriah and Zeke Pedrad. Not in years have the admitted anyone else to their posse. But could there be a change this year? Hmmmmmmmm…..

Fat chance.

The Neutrals consist of most of the school. They are the ones that are, big surprise, neutral. They don't belong in the Populars or the Geeks.

Then there's us. The Geeks, Mister Four Eaton has called us. But we're not. We're the accepting ones, the friendly ones, the interesting ones. Yet we're the Geeks. Will Eden, Shauna Morse, Marlene Cross, and me. Tris Prior.


I walked down the hall to my locker. Well, actually I ran. At full speed. I was super late, yet again, to school. It was only the third week and I've already been raking in the tardies. I had probably already missed homeroom.

As I yanked my locker open, I managed to catch a glimpse of my reflection in the little purple magnetic mirror on the door. My blonde hair was ruffled and the deep bags under my eyes clashed with the pink flushing of my cheeks. Not exactly how I intended to look.

Grabbing my books, I slammed the little metal door and zoomed off to class as fast as my feet could carry me."Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap," I hissed to myself. My trainers slapped the cold floor as I flew down the hallway and to my homeroom.

"I'm here," I gasped as I flung myself into the room. Everybody stopped what they were doing to gawk at me. Not exactly my finest hour. Zeke, Four and Uriah smirked cruelly while Shauna and Marlene looked sympathetic.

"Late again, Miss Prior?" Tori asked me, raising an eyebrow. Tori Wu was actually my favorite teacher, wild and funky but still capable of being serious when necessary. I've never been on her bad side. Then again, I'm sure having a late student almost every day must be getting sort of old for her.

"Sit," she sighed, marking me tardy on her clipboard. I slouched, ashamed, as I made my way to my seat.

"Now as I was saying," Tori resumed her talk. "Before our little interruption," I flushed. "We will be leaving next week at five."

"Five?" I gasped to myself, then frowned. "Wait, what?"

"What is she talking about?" I whispered, leaning to Shauna, who sat to my right.

"Our camping trip," she murmured, also leaning in. "We're going to the Boundary Waters. We leave next week and come back eight days later."

"Why are we going on a camping trip?" I asked, knitting my eyebrows in confusion. The last thing the school would want to deal with would be a class of teenagers roaming around in the wild for eight days.

Shauna shrugged. "Some class community building thingy. Or else maybe the school is trying to get rid of at least thirty of their kids. I bet they hope that at least ten will get lost or eaten by something." She smirked.

"By what?"

"Bigfoot," she waggled her eyebrows. I laughed at her last comment.

"Anything we need to know about, girls?" Tori asked, raising an eyebrow at us, she was smiling, though.

"No, Tori. I was just telling Tris the part of your talk she missed" Shauna said, smiling innocently. I rolled my eyes; that girl could get away with anything when it came to teachers and grownups.

Tori nodded, but still looked suspicious. "We'll talk more about it tomorrow. Class dismissed."

"Do they always have to walk like that?" Marlene asked, annoyed.

My friends and I were stuck walking behind the Populars. Seriously, they walked in a straight horizontal line so no one could pass them. Stupid, I know. Very unfortunate for the people that are stuck behind them.

"Dude, I can't wait for the camping trip," one of the Pedrad brothers, Zeke, said loudly. "We get to miss school for a whole week!"

"Too bad, you need the extra hours," Shauna mumbled.

Zeke rounded on her. "What was that?"

"Nothing," she smiled coldly. He returned the glare.

"Well, I personally am going to die on this trip," Lauren the diva groaned. "A whole week without mirrors, makeup, and phones!" She flipped her long, chemical-filled hair over her shoulder, pretty much smacking me in the face, and making me gag.

"I know! It's gonna suck!" Christina eagerly added. Lauren just rolled her eyes at her minion.

"Actually, a week without electronics or any of the modern day things we are used to would be very healthy-" Will started earnestly.

"Uh, we don't care," Uriah yawned. "Seriously, Geek, is that all that runs through your brain?"

"You leave him alone!" Marlene glared up at him. He was taller by far, but the glare she gave that Pedrad could've melted any polar icecap.

"Come on guys, let's go," I tugged on Marlene, nodded to Will, and snatched Shauna before she could open her mouth to make a snarky remark to Zeke. Before I left, I snuck a glance at Four. He simply stood there, off to the sidelines, as if bored by the conflict. Rolling my eyes, I flounced away, dragging an angry Marlene, an annoyed Will, and a grumbling Shauna with me.


So how was it? Not too cliche, I hope! If you found a cliche that I wrote about in my other story Dear Fanfiction Writers, do tell me! Yes, even Olive makes mistakes like that! Reminder: I'm new to Divergent FanFiction writing, so it's not perfect. But I try my best! ;)

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Olive