A/N I am not Veronica Roth, therefore these are not my characters. Some of the occurrences will be ideas from other writers, but I will not copy someone else's fanfic. This is my Divergent High School.
Tris's P.O.V.
"Beatrice! WAKE UP!" Caleb, my brother, yells from outside my door. "You're going to be late for your first day!"
"Yeah whatever," I say as I swing open my door. I am fully dressed in a black concert t-shirt, denim shorts, and plain black chacos. I have double french braided my hair, and applied the small amount of makeup I wear daily. "And I have told you again and again that it is Tris now."
Caleb just stares at me, dumbfounded, then shrugs and walks downstairs after me. We walk into the spacious kitchen where Mom stands at the stove cooking. I sit on the giant, marble island and swing my legs. Caleb scolds me, but I ignore him until Mom turns around and tells me to get off the island. I jump down and sit down on the plush stool. Mom hands both Caleb and I a plate with two eggs benedict on it. I get off the stool and walk across the kitchen to where the refrigerator sits. I grab the milk and a cup from the cabinet, then sit down and fill the glass. Caleb looks annoyed, but I look away and dig into the delectable breakfast sitting right under my nose. Mom sits down beside me not long before I finish my meal. I hug her goodbye then walk into the family room where my backpack sits.
"Bye, Mom." I call. Caleb already left, something about needing to study.
I close the large mahogany door behind me, and walk to where my black Porsche sits on the circle drive. Just before I get in, I lock eyes with a boy about my age across the street. His eyes are a beautiful ocean blue, but they are locked, and without emotion. He continues into his McLaren, and I continue into my car. The drive to school is short, only about five minutes, so I have extra time to meet with my long-time friends, Christina and Will, who have been dating for two years now; Uriah and Marlene, who like each other, but are oblivious to the other; Al, who is just along for the ride; Lynn, Shauna's younger sister is starting high school today; and Shauna and Zeke, who have been together since we were in sixth grade. Zeke and Uriah are twins, and they are both crazy and hilarious. Christina is definitely my best friend, but she is loud and sometimes obnoxious.
"Hey!" I call when I am in earshot.
Christina waves and rushes forward while the rest just give me a chorus of hey's and hi's. "First day of school!" Christina squeals excitedly.
"Oh come on, it's our second year of high school. Does it really matter?" I ask with fake annoyance.
"It always matters!"
I just shake my head and smile since we reach the others.
The boy I saw when I got in my car walks toward us. He seems very closed off. No way that will slide in this group of people.
"He's hot." Christina mutters in my ear.
I could not disagree with her, even if I wanted to. He has a full lower lip, a spare upper lip, dark, short hair, and tanned skin. But his eyes are what pull your attention. His eyes are absolutely amazing.
"Can one of you show me where the the office is?" His deep voice rumbles out in our direction.
"Tris will!" Christina volunteers me.
"Okay." He answers. I start walking with him by my side. I turn around and shoot Christina a glare, but she just wiggles her perfect, dark eyebrows.
"You know my name, but you don't know mine." I say when I look away from Christina. "We need to fix that."
"Four." He states simply.
"Nickname?" I ask.
"Yep."
He is defiantly closed off. We walk through the glass doors of the large building of Faction High School. We continue halfway down the hall in silence, then I point the office door out to Four. I turn around and begin to walk back to the gang when I hear his voice call my name.
"Yeah?" I ask when I turn back around.
"Come back." I start walking back to the office, slightly annoyed at being taken away from my friends in the time I hurried to achieve with them.
"Tris, you and Four have the same schedule, so would you show him around today?" Ms. Heather, the office secretary, says.
"Do I have a choice?" I ask with a smile.
"You know you don't." Ms. Heather replies with a laugh.
"I'll show him around, I don't mind." I say, serious now.
"Here's your schedule, locker number, and parking pass, Four." She turns to me. "I can trust you to give Christina, Will, Zeke, Shauna, Uriah, Marlene, Al, and Lynn their schedules, right?" I nod. "Here's your's along with the others." She says as she hands me a stack of papers. Four and I turn around and walk out of the office. We walk down the hall, me at a brisk pace and Four walking normally because of his long legs.
When I walk out if the building, I pull my phone out of my back pocket to check the time. It is 7:45, which means we have ten minutes until our first class, which, accoring to my schedule is science with Ms. Matthews. Ulg, I hate her.
I rush to the side door, whose cavity holds my friends. "I have schedules." I announce.
I hand each page out, then we compare our schedules. Four and I have the same schedule, obviously; Christina, Will, and I have pretty similar schedules, five out of eight of the same classes; we all have the same lunch; all but one of my classes are shared with Marlene and Uriah, whi have the same schedule; Al, Lynn, and I hardly have any classes together; and Shauna and Zeke have the same schedule as Four and I.
By the time we are finished, we have three minutes to get to class, which is not good because Ms. Matthews is strict about time and her classroom is across the campus. I explain this to Four as we start running around the building to the other side door.
A/N This is a weird place to stop, but I wanted to get this up if there is spelling mistakes in this I'm sorry there is no time to check and part of this is on my messed up iPad.
-T