Beautiful Secrets

by DivergentLifeTrisFour

Tris Prior is the girl that no one really cared about. The girl no one noticed, unless you count her tormentors as "people". But Tris Prior is really the one and only 6. She lives a double life. At school she is just an ordinary girl with "problems", but on stage they know her as 6, the very young and talented singer, but all that changes when she gives up being so selfless.

1. Chapter 1

This is my edited chapter that I fixed. Didn't like how the other story was turning out, so I changed it a little. Hope you like it!

CHAPTER 1

•-Tris P.O.V.-•

Beep!-Beep!-Beep!

I wake up and play pandora and hear "Everybody Talks by the chasm" (by Neon Trees). The chasm is a famous boy band, that has the heartbreaker Four as their lead singer and Zeke, Uriah on guitars and Will on drums. I get up and take a shower, since today is another day of my school in Faction high school. I had to do independent study,because my music career was or is shooting off and I had to leave on tour, but I couldn't share that. I had to keep my identity a secret. Plus I wanted real friends, because I'm me, not the famous actor, singer, model 6. I wanted to have friends, because I was Tris Prior. Currently I really only have one REAL friends and that's Christina.

Once I get out the shower I get ready, by wearing blue skinny jeans, a loose white t-shirt, black converse and a maroon zip up sweater. I also put my blond hair into a bun and apply mascara ,put perfume on and EOS, because my lips already have natural color so I don't need to hide that! I look at myself in the mirror and see that I changed. Well I kinda had to! I took off my braces, plucked my eyebrows,got a toned body,and overall grown in every way.

Knock!-Knock!-Knock!

"Tris hurry up or your leavening without eating!","Okay I'm coming Caleb". I Hurry up and grab my black Jansport backpack and phone and head down stairs quickly. I grab a chocolate muffin and kiss my parents good bye. I get to the garage and I'm tempted to get my keys to one of my babies. A 1970 maroon/burgundy Chevelle with white racer stripes, red Chevelle with black racer stripes and black leather seats or my black Lamborghini, but I can't. "I have to be selfless and it's rubbing it in to people who can't afford it". So I ride with Caleb, in his red Honda,which I know he hates, he's just waiting to ride his new red motorcycle. He also changed. He went with me on tour, so he had to hide himself and they completely changed him as well,they cut his hair, lost his acne, took off his braces, changed his style and gained muscle, but he's still kept his brains. I guess he was going to wait to show people he changed with me. He just needed the signal, because he was wearing a hat his glasses and his old clothes. That's our tradition. We do things together.

We pull up to the parking lot and I quickly put on my black Ray-Bans (Ray-Ban RB5154 2000 Shiny Black). I get out of the car say bye to Caleb and walk to my locker. As I was walking their I bump into someone and fall.