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Inspriation by: Fourr: Chalk dust torture
Beep, beep, beep. That was the sound of my alarm waking me up. I'm Beatrice. Or Tris.
Today was my first day at school and my parents had made me go to a boarding school in Chicago. I felt sad because I wasn't going to know anybody and I was going to miss Susan. Caleb wasn't going. He was so smart he skipped a year of school.
So I went out of my bed and took on some black skinny jeans and a very dark purple shirt. The principal of the school had informed me that the school color's was black and dark purple and I wanted to show a little school spirit.
I walked to the bathroom out in the hallway and fixed my hair in a messy braid. Then I went down to eat
breakfast. I poured some cereal and quickly finished it. Then I went up to the bathroom again and to brush my teeth. "Beatrice!" My mother called "We're leaving now". I went downstairs with my suitcase and gave my father a kiss on the cheek. "I will see you at Christmas" I told my father.
I went to the car and my mother started to drive.
It wasn't that long of a drive, only three hours, and we spent the time in a comfortable silence. When we arrived at the school I was blown away. I did not expect this. It was a huge building with a pattern of black and purple and there were people everywhere.
"Wow mum, there is a lot of people here" "Yes honey, but just go to the reception and get your schedule and your room". So I went but not before giving her a hug and saying bye. I reached the reception and there were a lot of people. So I waited in line and studied the people around me. I tend to do that allot. I mused have drifted away as the receptionist called "Next" kind of loudly. I walked to her. She looked short and had a little on the round size. "Name?" "Beatrice Prior" "Okay dear, here is you schedule and and you dorm room." "Thanks" I answer trying to be as polite as possible. I walked out to the front of the school reading my schedule. And that was packed in an envelope.
Beatrice Prior
Room 674
Roomate: Christina Sumer (The book don't say her last name so I mad one up)
Classes: Period 1. Room 67 Math. Mrs. Malmgren
Period 2.. the gymnastic area. . Mr. Strandberg
Lunch break
Period 3. Room 44 .Science, Mrs. Harviken
Period 4. Room 12. History/Religion. Mr. Holmquist.
Okay so this seems like a good schedule. Now for my room. I really didn't know where to go and I decided to follow the stream. And it seemed to work. I saw my room and crossed the stream. I had gotten a key in the envelope and I used the key. But it was already open and I walked in on a girl filling the wardrobe with clothes. She turned around "Oh, Hi I'm Christina, but you can call me Chris, I'm your roommate. What's your name?". "Um hi, I'm Tris. Nice to meet you".
An: Um Hi. I'm new to the world of Fanfiction. Or to the world of writing Fanfiction . I have always wanted to write and if you could excusemy bad spelling or grammar since I'm from Sweden. And my english Is not at It''s finest on the weekends.
The names of the teachers are my own teachers names and if you have problem reading them just make the google translate woman for Swedish read it.
I guess that'sall for this time and I'll possibly see you in the next chapter. Byeee.