Prologue
The only thing worse than being an unpaid intern in Tris Prior's mind was living on her own on the corner of Indiana and 60th. The neighborhood was literally bubbling with crime and gang activity. Tris was so scared walking home to her tiny apartment every night that she sometimes slept over at the clinic she interned at. It had a gym, and that meant running water, a vending machine, and the mats that were provided were far more comfortable than the lumpy mattress she owned.
Tris couldn't help where she lived. She was broke. The only job she had time for was part time at the grocery store, near the university of Illinois at Chicago, making minimum wage. She never got any sleep either; two to three hours a night if she was lucky. She was running herself ragged, she knew, but what was a girl to do?
"Tris, can you print me off Liana Jacob's exercise sheet?" Tori's voice sounds from behind her. Tori is Tris' supervisor and Tris wouldn't mind the lady so much if she let her do what she was told she was going to be doing: working with patients.
This is what she had been doing for the entire semester: printing off exercise sheets at the physical therapy clinic she interned at. It was specifically made for the athletes at the university, but other clients came in as well. It wouldn't be so bad, she knew, if she got paid something (anything!), and she did more than file papers. Tris wants to be a physical therapist. A real one. Not some pretty little desk clerk that made sure that some stuck-up football player got to his appointment on time.
Long story short, she hated this. She needed money she wasn't getting and she was so stressed out that she could have gray hairs by thirty.
Tris printed off the sheet without complaint despite her mind's protest. Then, once her shift here was over, she rode the train to the three classes she had in the afternoon, and then she worked for eight hours at the grocery store near campus, and then she went home. The cycle repeated everyday for six months, until the day Tobias Eaton walked through the clinic door.
Most chapters will be much longer than that, I was just trying to set up the story. I have like 24 thousand words of this story written on microsoft word (lol i've been working on it for like 8 months and i'm still not done), so updates will probably be every week. I hope you guys like it:)))
-Riley