A/N: Hey, first I apologise for the unfinished story. I swear I'm the worst. But I had deleted it after I realised I didn't like where it was going so I decided on a new plot and I like this idea better... I think. Anyway, thank you for opening this story. There may be a few character complications... like for example, I've made Tori as Tris's older sister etc. and I hope that I haven't confused anyone. BUT now that exams are all done for the year, I'll be able update a lot quicker. So yeah. Thanks again!

By the way, the first chapter is basically just a small insight on Tris as a character so I apologise if already it's boring lol

P.S There's a lot of cursing cos I have no filter and can't help myself. I apologise in advance.


TRIS:

I groaned as I snoozed my alarm for the fifth time.

Just as I was about to close my eyes again, the door bursted open as my sister, Tori, stormed into the room. Her arms folded as she stared at me with a disapproving glare.

"Get up Tris" she urged. "You're gonna be late if you keep this up."

I groaned once more.

"Let me skip?" I pleaded, pouting slightly as a means of persuasion tactics.

But she didn't fall for it.

Instead, she grabbed a pillow and hit me with it.

"Up now, Beatrice."

I gulped.

Uh oh, she used my full name.

Letting out a dramatic wail, I then arose from my comfortable bed and dragged myself to the bathroom.

Once I was dressed and ready, I headed to the kitchen.

I grabbed a piece of bacon as she offered me a plate of pancakes. I politely declined before snatching up a banana.

As I was about to head out of the house, she suddenly called out to me. She quickly rushed over to the exit to see me out.

"Have a good day, alright Bea?" I nodded, smiling slightly before kissing her cheek. "Oh and please try not to get expelled. I don't want a repeat of what happened at Erudite Academy."

Chuckling slightly, I waved goodbye.

Today was my first day at Dauntless High and it was only just the beginning of the second term.

At Erudite Academy, I was expelled after the first term.

Honestly, it wasn't even my fault. The students there just knew exactly how to get on my nerves; all 100 billion of them.

At first, I had only received suspensions. And detentions.

A lot of detentions.

But after my third suspension, they decided that the next fight I got into will be the last one ever. They had decided that the next step was expulsion.

They had warned me as if I cared.

Getting expelled wasn't something I was worried about. And I'd be damned if I just sat and watched as their students try to walk all over me. I wasn't that type of girl. I wasn't a carpet. I wasn't raised on the streets for nothing.

As I hopped into my black Camaro sports car, Tori remained standing at the door, her face slightly concerned.

Only when I was completely out of sight, did she enter the house.

I frowned a few minutes after leaving her. She wasn't the only who was worried.

So was I.

But it wasn't about school.

I wasn't the only one who attracted bad situations.

*.*.*

As I walked into the main building, I unfolded the map that was delivered to my house a week ago.

Finding my locker was fairly simple but it was finding my homeroom that was a struggle.

Giving up on the search, I strode up to the first person I could see. Their back was turned to me as he spoke to his friends. Tapping his shoulder, he turned around in surprise.

The first thing I instantly noticed was the two piercings above his left eyebrow. There was also a single earring on his left ear and a small tattoo on his neck. Did the school actually allow this? BY appearance, he seemed like someone the students avoided out of fear but he didn't faze me.

I've seen scarier.

"Hey. Can you show me where room 201 is, please?" I asked him. In response, he threw me a dirty look.

"Find it yourself" he hissed before turning back to original position. He resumed his conversation as if I hadn't just spoken to him.

I grimaced a little.

"I can't" I told him. "It's the whole reason I'm here asking you."

"Then go ask someone else" he growled out over his shoulder.

My jaw clenched. He was beginning to piss me off. I was actually trying to be polite; something I struggled to do.

Tori's earlier words then rang in my ear loudly. Exhaling very slowly, I kept a restraint on my anger. Forcing a smile that he couldn't see, I thanked him anyway.

Just as I walked off, I heard him mutter "bitch" underneath his breath.

That did it.

A whole new wave of fury crashed over me.

Pivoting on my heel, I stormed over to him and grabbed his shoulder. He spun around at my rough touch. For a moment, he was shocked with my return but that was quickly replaced with an irritated expression.

"What the?" he yelled. "Look-!" he tried to say but I cut him off.

"No, you look here bitch" I hissed angrily. "Having a dick doesn't give you an excuse to be one. And if you're gonna insult someone, at least make it smart because at this stage, I'm pretty sure your ass is jealous of the bullshit coming out of your mouth. I would tell you to go to hell, but I work there and I really do not want to see your face again."

Unknowingly, a crowd had formed from the very beginning. And it wasn't until I heard loud laughter that I only just noticed the presence of spectators.

The two guys who were laughing the loudest of all, were amongst two others who stood by quietly with amusement.

They all had letterman jackets on, immediately screaming the stereotypical "jocks" and "popularity" status. I wouldn't be surprised if they were the schools "Greek gods." There was one in every school.

The rest of the student body who were laughing as well were drowned out by the two lookalike males.

Others whispered to one another in what seemed like a buzz of excitement.

I furrowed my brows before turning back to the guy in front of me who had gone quiet.

He obviously didn't expect that. Neither did anyone else, apparently.

I silently sighed before mentally pleading the heavens for mercy.

Hopefully, this doesn't get me expelled from the school.

As if I had just caught onto that thought, I mentally facepalmed and inwardly flinched at the realisation.

Ah shit, it's only my first day and it hasn't even officially started. Tori's gonna kill me if she hears about this.

Letting out another breath, I then left the scene nonchalantly, more worried about what my sister might say than the vengeful aura surrounding the jerk aka Metal Face.

As I walked through more corridors, still in a tangled mess of thoughts, I then abruptly came to a stop.

I still had no idea where the fuck room 201 was.

*.*.*

Luckily, the rest of the week remained uneventful. I had actually managed to get by without getting into trouble.

Tori was pretty proud.

However, I should've known that it would have never lasted.

When Monday returned and the final bell had sounded, students unexpectedly gathered around my car at the end of the day.

Confused, I pushed my way to the front. When I saw what had caught everyones attention, my fists involuntarily clenched.

Someone had slashed my front left tyre.

The initials L.M were written on my window in hot pink lipstick, giving away the perpetrator.

Lauren Mitchell. Worst bitch I've ever come across.

She attended Erudite Academy and was the main reason I kept getting into fights leading up to my expulsion.

My clenched fists tightened even more.

I understood why this had happened.

I had had the last say at Erudite Academy when I destroyed their cheerleading uniforms as retaliation for their last prank.

She had obviously been craving for revenge.

But now, so was I.

Forgetting the car, I walked towards the gates of the school before breaking off into a light jog.

I needed my sisters car for this.

Oh.

And a small knife.