A/N: Hey! I'm E and I'm writing this with my friend C. We don't feel like using our real names for safety reasons and such. So this is our first story so PLEASE do not judge to hard! Thanks! So let's get to the story...
Tris POV:
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Why do mornings have to be so annoying? Seriously? Why can't school start at like 10? Great! Early mornings, new school, no friends... exactly what every teenage girl needs. I might as well get up so I have a chance that my teachers won't hate me for being late. I go downstairs and grab some yogurt, no time for cereal because of this stupid time change. I have to rush out the door wearing a royal blue tank top, black leather jacket, old black leggings, tan scarf, and my favorite black combat boots. I run to my grey Honda hatchback and drive probably thirty miles over the speed limit, thank God there were no cops around. I run inside and check and makeup, nothing too over dramatic just some concealer and mascara ( every girl just cried for me). Once I make sure my makeup is okay I realize I have no idea where I am. I start looking around for the office to get my schedule but as I'm looking, I run into a wall; but it's not a wall it's a person. I look up and see a girl with sholder lenghth black hair and moca skin. "Wow for a girl your size you are really strong" she says to me. "OMG! I'm sorry do you need help?" "Uhcanyouhelpmefindtheoffice?" I mumble quickly "Sure, it's just two the right" she says " Thank you" I say as I walk away.
I walk into the office and see three people standing at the front desk. Two guys and a girl, both guys look very annoyed and the girl looks, just sad,
" I don't get why he's in all my classes"
"Hey! It's no picnic for me either."
"You're the one who stole my girlfriend"
"You're the one who overeacted about it"
"GUYS! If you're going to fight then I'm going to leave"
"NO!" this time both guys are yelling. I walk up to the front desk and tell them my name and give me my schedule.
Beatrice Prior:Dauntless
1: Science;
2: Social Studies;
3:Gym;
4: History;
5: Art; Ms. Johnson
6: Free Period
7: Music; Tori Wu
I wounder why the music teacher doesn't have a ms. or mrs. in front of it. I only have five minutes to get to my next class,which is all the way on the other side of the school. Why am so rushed today? I run to the other side of the school and calmly walk into class hoping you couldn't tell I ran like three miles. walks in and starts talking about some old dude who split an atom or something like that.
A/N: Thank you so much! I know there was nothing interesting in this chapter but it will get better! Comment what you want to happen!
TRIS' OUTFIT:
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Until next time PEACE LOVE AND VIRTUAL HUGS
~E