A/N: Hey guys! It's me PaperAxes and I am starting a new story! I've had this idea for a while and just wanted to write it down. This may not get updated regularly due to Divergent Girls and Forgiven. So I hope you enjoy this!

The ringing alarm of my cell phone wakes me up. I drag my body out of bed and snuggle my feet into soft, warm slippers. The beams of sunlight that escaped the blinds have hit me, making me squint my eyes. I slowly made my way into the bathroom and get ready. It was the usual routine: hop into the shower, brush my teeth and dry my hair. Then I would go into my room and wear gray clothes.

You may think, why is she specifically saying what color the clothing items are? My family, well my parents, believe that selfishness is a sin and selflessness should be practiced. In order to do that, my family, which consists of my mom, dad, Caleb, my brother and the one and only me, Beatrice Prior, gives back to the community and to the less fortunate.

We eat canned food so other people could have the good stuff. We wear gray so we don't get attention. My brother and I kinda get a lot of attention due to the fact most of our closet is gray.(Kind of sucked for Class Color Day. Both of our classes had to wear gray and the children who wanted to wear other clothes had to agree due to the fact according to the student handbook this was a religious practice.)

My parents also host the Abnegation Club which are a group of parents that are dedicated to the belief that selfishness will be the fall of humanity and the universe itself. It was annoying cause that is what all my parents talk about and worse of all, the meetings were held at our house during 4pm to 5pm on Mondays They would talk about what they did during the week and exchange ideas.

In order for Caleb and I to prepare to be the head of Abnegation Club and spread its awesomeness, my parents signed us for the Giving Back Camp at our community center of Chicago, Illinois. Our parents pay for it, $100 every month!, and we go there and discuss about how to give back to the less fortunate. We also hold food and toy drives and bake sales which all proceeds go to the local orphanage and homeless shelters.

I walk into our noisy kitchen where Caleb is getting our canned chicken ready, my mother cleaning and my father is reading the local newspaper. I glance at the front page and see the title "The Dauntless Strike Again." The Dauntless, as described by my parents, a group of idiotic, no life vandals that just want to ruin our beautiful city. I take a seat by my dad where he smiles at me and touches my blond hair.

Caleb gives me a plate of chicken and I eat it. It's soft, but okay. Our canned food is not the best, but we settle for it. I chew softly, wanting to savor the flavor. My tongue dances around as I chew and swallow the chicken. Once I am done, I put the plate in the sink, say goodbye to my parents and leave for school with Caleb. We usually walk because school is like a five minute walk.

"I got you something," Caleb says softly as he closes the door. He reaches for his pocket and pulls out 3 chocolate coins. They lie on his palm and I take them. "I got them from work."

Caleb and I are the same age, 16, and are able to get jobs. I don't have one, but Caleb decided to work at a supermarket. Sometimes, he would steal some of the bulk candies and give them to me.

"Thanks," I reply as I unwrap one and pop it into my mouth. I put the rest into the water bottle pocket of my backpack. "You know mom and dad will find out about this sooner or later."

He shrugs and smiles. "At least I won't be like the Eaton kid."

I punch him. "That's a rumor! Even if it's true, I wouldn't joke about it!" Rumors surfaced that the town mayor Marcus Eaton that he used to hit his child with a belt. "Seriously, that's not something to smile about. Marcus is in the Abnegation Club. An honorary member of the club too!"

"Sheesh! It was a mistake! Can't I make a mistake from time to time?"

"Fine," I peevishly answer. I cross my arms as I kick a rock on the side walk. The distances vary. "Do not make jokes about it," I reprimand in a firm tone.

"Okay. I won't." He smiles and sometimes I just want to smack him.

I forcefully shut my locker and find my friend, Christina leaning against the neighboring locker. I gasp and then frown at her. "So how was your fine January morning?" I greet.

"Awesometaculagroolar," she replies in the made up word that we created in 2nd grade. It consisted of awesome, spectacular, great and cool. "How was yours?"

"Good as always." I walk away from the lockers and walk toward precal class, which is taught by the one and only Ms. Matthews. "Why are you so bubbly on a cold morning?"

"The Dauntless are having an open meeting to new members!" she says in a rush

My head turns to her. "What?"

She slowly speaks in syllables now, "The Daunt-less are ha-"

"Don't smartass me," I express. "So they really have an opening for new members?"

"Yeah," she nods several times. "It's today later on 8pm. They say just jump on top of the moving train and the members will pull you up. And you must tell the guy by the shaded tree you are coming."

"Can't," I say. "I have Giving Back Camp on the same time."

"You could," she starts, "Ditch and I'll tell the guy by the shaded tree we are going."

"Okay," I nod. I never broken the rules before and this is so exciting! I'll be like a total BA.

"Okay," her smile almost stretching across her face like the Grinch.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Let me know what you thought of this chapter in a review! I love you guys and have an awesometaculagroolar day!

-PaperAxes