A/N: yay my first not-one-shot Divergent fanfic*squeal* inspiration is hard to come by, like I said before, but when it does come, you have to love it! So here are some things you might want to know. I don't speak English as my mother tongue so sometimes there might be grammar mistakes or misspellings. Please let me know! And I'm currently at school so I don't always have time to update. As I said, this is my first not-one-shot Divergent fanfic so it can be bad, though I hope not. Anyway I hope you will like it. Written in Tris's POV unless labeled.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Divergent Trilogy or else I'll be famous. Credits go to Veronica Roth!
PREFACE
*11 Years Ago*
Third person POV.
'Tobias give it back!' a girl screamed, laughing.
'No way!' a boy-Tobias-laughed too, and ran away as far from the girl as the lawn allowed, 'come get it Beatrice!' he sang.
Beatrice huffed and stopped chasing after Tobias. She bit her lip, looking like she was on the verge of tears.
Uh oh. Not good.
Tobias cautiously stepped closer, and pulled her into a hug. He didn't know how to deal with emotional, teary girls, especially Beatrice.
'Here,' he whispered, holding out a small heart-shaped photo container attached to a chain. Apparently this was what they were chasing for. Tobias clicked the chain apart and put the necklace around Beatrice's neck.
She burst into a wide smile, snatched the necklace away from Tobias's still-lingering hand and ran a good distance away.
'Tricked you!' she sang, mimicking him.
Tobias's eyes were still wide with shock when she ran up the stairs to her house.
Before closing the door, she called to him, 'and call me Tris, Tobias.'
The door closed. And that was the last time Tobias ever saw her, her words still lingering in the air.
'Call me Tris, Tobias.'