New story time! Hope you guys like it! I wanted to try my hand at modern day stuff because some of the other stories on here make Four and Tris get together way too soon, so I'm gonna drag out their "friendship" a little longer.
Disclaimer: I'm in middle school. Veronica Roth is not, therefore I am not Veronica Roth and I do not own Divergent.
TRIS POV
I slam my feet into my combat boots and bolt out the door, running to the bus stop. I barely make it, and get on the bus just as it's leaving; cutting it so close I'm not sure it's legal. I sit next to my brother Caleb, and he eyes my outfit disapprovingly. I'm wearing a tight low cut shirt with black skinny jeans and boots. Sue me.
"You know, I can dress myself, you can't tell me what to do anymore," I say, knowing I've hit his weak spot. He glances at me, guilt in his eyes.
"I know, Beatrice. It's just that I don't want you to hang out with the wrong people." At our school, you have to participate in a club. And even though you don't have to hang out with people in the same club as you, it's pretty much an unspoken rule. The Erudite, Amity, Abnegation, Candor, and Dauntless are the only clubs in the school, and you can only join one. In that order, they are the intelligent, peaceful, selfless, honest, and courageous. You can't leave a club once you join, and if you do, you can't join another one. If you don't choose one, you're sent to the delinquent school down the road.
They're so serious about clubs here it's almost frightening. Today is the first day of school, and the day we choose what club we go to. Nobody calls them clubs, they're "factions", a term coined by the delinquent school, which calls the delinquents without clubs the "factionless". I think it's a rather vulgar term, but that's the way it is. My parents went to this school, that's why we moved here. They were both Abnegation, and they are both still selfless. My brother is Erudite, whose faction my father hated when he was in school.
Tough luck, I suppose. Both their children have differed from their parents' choices, and there's nothing they can do about it.
The bus pulls up at the school, and I see it in all its glory. It's huge, with six buildings in all. The Candor building is made of glass, and you can see the walls and floor are tiled in black and white, just like how they see the truth. The Erudite building is also made of glass, but it's completely blue on the inside. The Amity building is red and yellow, and the Abnegation building is a drab rectangle of a drab grey color with drab windows and drab walls. The Dauntless building, however, is entirely black, with graffiti all around it. It's smaller in height though, and I remember reading somewhere that it also went underground. The main building is in the center, made up of glass, with simple white walls and floors.
Caleb and I get off the bus and make our way to the main building to sign up for our club and get our schedules. Caleb goes to the front desk first, and signs up for Erudite. She's from Abnegation, and politely gives Caleb his schedule and smiles as he walks away. I walk up to her and say,
"I would like to go to Dauntless, please." She doesn't look fazed by this, and prints out my schedule to hand it to me. She smiles, and says,
"Have a nice day," I find it somewhere in me to give her a weak smile, and turn around to the door to see Caleb, who's waiting for me. I walk up to him, and we hug. When we pull apart, we both say at the exact same time,
"Good luck," we're both silent for a second, then we laugh, and we hug again before going our separate ways.
I walk into the Dauntless building and see a sea of black, and see metal glinting in people's ears, nose, lips, chin, everywhere you can possibly have a piercing on your face. I see tattoos on arms, legs, collarbones, foreheads, even, and I wonder how drunk you would have to be to get a tattoo on your forehead. I shudder at the thought, and walk to where the woman said my first class was. Someone bumps into me, and I trip, regaining my balance at the last moment. Someone else shoves me, and I fall, turning my head to see a blond boy smirking at me, and see him keep walking, laughing with his friends. Someone shoves their hand at me, and I grab it. I turn to see who it is, and I see a brown skinned tall girl with flawless skin, and beautiful hair. She's very pretty, but she also seems very nice. She sticks out her hand and says,
"I'm Christina. I'm sorry about Peter, he's a jerk, don't listen to him. Or pay any attention whatsoever to him. Are you new here?" she doesn't even pause for breath, and this astounds me.
"I'm B-…" I think for a second. Beatrice doesn't sound right. "I'm Tris," I try again, and it sounds right. "Thank you for helping me." She nods, and grabs my schedule out of my hands.
"OMG! We have the same schedule! Come on, I'll show you to your first class." I nod this time, and she pretty much drags me to English, my, well, our, first class of the day.
Maybe this year won't be so bad.
Did you guys like it? I'll probably introduce To-Four in the next chapter. Yes, I did just call him To-Four. I like that name, I think it fits him well. Reviews are appreciated! Then again, I doubt anyone would ever ask you not to review…?
Whatevs.
~Natacha
