Tris POV,

I wake up in the morning to the sound of my alarm clock. Today is the day, I have been regretting this day since found out we were moving. I slowly walk to my bathroom and hop into the shower. Once I am done dry my hair I walk into my closet I put on a pair of black jeans with a couple of tares, and a navy blue sweatshirt. I let my hair stay down in its natural waves. I then put on a light shade of pink eye shadow, and eyeliner.

Caleb starts to pound on my door and yell " Beatrice hurry up! I don't want to be late on our first day!"

Caleb is always the teacher's pet and a know it all. I do love him, but 90% of the time he is really on my nerves. I grab my book bag and run out the door. Since I only have 5 min. Till the bus comes I grab an apple then hurry out the door. I make it to the bus stop just as it arrives. I get on and find an empty seat towards the 10 minutes into the ride a boy walks right up to me.

"What's up doll face, my name is Peter." He says.

Something about his presence makes me uneasy.

" Please leave me alone." I say quietly and politely.

" I know your your new here, so let me explain something. At this school when I want something, I get it." He says while placing his hand right above my knee. I try to take his hand off me, but his grip is too strong. The more I try the harder his grip becomes. I'm gritting my teeth trying not to cry.

"Please stop." I whisper.

He puts his finger up to his chin pretending to think. "Nope" He says popping the "p".

That's when a boy with eyes that almost look like an ocean walks up to us and says to Peter

" Leave her alone, Peter" He says leaning on to the seat.

Peter smiles innocently and says " Now why would I do that when both of us are having a great time. Right gorgeous?" He gives me a look saying to say right.

I look at the boy with the ocean eyes and quietly say " Please help me."

Peter tightens his grip and I wince.

" Get out of here Peter." He says now thru clenched teeth. Why is he so mad? I guess he just really hates Peter. Peter gives me one more squeeze time really hard and walks off. As soon as he realises his hand I place my hand on top of my already bruising leg. I feel someone sit next to me on the seat and look over to see who is next to me. It is the boy with the ocean eyes. Now that he is closer I can see them better and get lost in them easily.

"Are you Okay?" He asks with concern. All I can do is nod. He carefully removes my hand to look at my bruises. When touches me a bolt of electricity goes thru me. Now Looking at him I see how handsome he is. I mentally slap myself. You just met him Beatrice snap out of it.

I finally speak up " What am I going to tell my parents?"

"Do you play any sports?" He asks

"Yeah, track"

" Say during tryouts you were doing you hurtles and hit your leg on one."

I can't help but smile and say "Thank you."

He also smiles and says "You're welcome. I am Four"

"Beatrice"

" You don't look like a Beatrice can I call you Tris?"

" Sure." I love that name way better than Beatrice

Four POV,

I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock. As I get out of bed I wince from the new slashes of last night's beatings. I get into the shower, I make the water extra cold so it numbs my back. After my shower I put on my jeans, and sweatshirt. I then look at the clock and see I have 10 mins till I need to leave, so I go downstairs and grab a granola bar and check my messages.

I have one from Zeke and 3 from sluts I don't care at all about. I delete those and go to Zekes.

"I heard there is a new chick….. hope she's cute."- Zeke

" You have a girlfriend Zeke, you shouldn't care if shes cute! Plus all I hope is she isn't a slut." -4

"Guess your right, gtg"- Zeke

I look at the clock and see it is 7:15 I head out of my house and go to the bus stop. I get on the bus and are met with a set of beautiful stormy blue eyes, soon do I realize that those eyes have tears in them. Look to the left and see Peter, I quickly connect the dots. I walk over to her and Peter.

Once I get there I say to Peter " Leave her alone, Peter." I say to Peter through clenched teeth. Why did I say that through clenched teeth… Do I like her? No, I can't I don't even know her name. Peter snaps me out of my thinking when he says " Now why would I do that when both of us are having a great time? Right, gorgeous." he says smiling innocently. I scoff under my breath. He looks with a look trying to get her to agree. She glances at me and says barely above a whisper "Please help me." He then tightens his grip on her leg and she winces. I have to use all my power not to yell " Get out of here, Peter" I say thru clenched teeth again. He then leaves.

She gently places her hand on top of her already forming bruise. I sit next to her, she looks over I now have a better look of her eyes and get lost in them, a little too easily. I then come back to senses after staring for a while that she is hurt. I break the silence by saying "Are you ok?" I Ask concerned. She lightly nods her head. I also nod my head I then remove her hand.

A jolt of electricity goes thru me. I can see through my peripheral vision I see her look at me and I wonder if she felt it too. The bruise is really bad it makes me want to wince just looking at it, imagine how it must feel. She finally ask " What am I going to tell my parents?" Her voice is beautiful. So is her hair and eyes. I mentally slap myself. I just met her and I am already falling for her.

I then remember her question and answer " Do you do any sports?" I ask. She responds "Yeah I do track." Good. I say " Tell them that when you were trying out you were doing hurdles and hit your leg on one." She smiles and says "Thank you" I can't but help smile also and reply " Your welcome" I then add realizing she doesn't know my name." I'm Four" "Beatrice" She replies.

I look at her, she looks to strong for a name like a Beatrice. Then an idea comes to my mind. I then ask her " You don't look like a Beatrice, can I call you Tris?" she smiles. God her smile. She then repiles "sure". I stare at her the whole way to school.