Hi all new readers! I am here from chapter 13 saying IT GETS BETTER. I just read through these first few chapters, and I cringed. A lot. The plot is a bit slow at first, but I think that (and my writing) gets better. So please don't give up just yet! Thanks all!

Tris

"Tris Prior you are not leaving this house until I say so!" Christina's voice seems to shake the whole building as I stand to exit.

"But Chrissy I've played enough Candor or Dauntless to last me a lifetime! Besides, I have to work in the morning…" I begin to slide my arms into the blue, woollen sweater and grab my purse from the couch. "I'm leaving. Bye guys, see you later!"

My friends mumble some sort of reply as I cruise to the door.

"Wait Tris, do you need a ride?" Four stands and digs his hand into his jeans pocket, fishing for his keys.

"No, I'm good, really! I like the walk anyways."

"It's dark out, don't be stupi-" he begins, but I don't let him finish.

"I am fine, Four, it's not that far. See ya!" I turn on my heels and speed walk to the door while I still can.

With one last wave, I walk through the doorway, shutting the door behind me. I begin the path to the elevator, watching the ties on my black boots jump around at the movement.

Zeke and Shauna's apartment is in a large complex in the middle of town, which means I have a lot of walking to do, but I don't mind. Moving keeps my mind off things - the bad things - and lets me concentrate on the good stuff.

After I press the elevator button, I keep my eyes focused on the stitching of my boots, the way it neatly keeps the whole shoe together. I notice all the simple things in life, I have found, and like to appreciate these things. Like the people who make my T-Shirts, and the way ants know when it is going to rain. Just like how the shades of nature are unique, creating contrasts.

I am thinking of all these beauties when I find myself sprawled across the floor. I inhale sharply, trying to regain my breathing, which has somehow lost its pattern.

"Oops! sorry! I didn't see you there! Here, let me help you up." A face comes into view. A face with dark, shiny hair and mysteriously dangerous green eyes. The owner of the face extends a hand, clutching it with mine, effectively pulling me off the worn out carpet. "Ah, there you go. Sorry bout' that. What's your name gorgeous?"

I stare at him for a moment, regaining my senses, before answering, "Tris."

"Tris. That's interesting. I'm Peter. What's a pretty girl like you doing round here?"

"Oh, I was just with some friends, but I should be heading home…"

"Nah! Why don't you come hang with me?" He looks hopeful and somewhat determined at the same time.

"Sorry, can't tonight. But it was nice meeting you, Peter." I respond quickly, there's no way I am spending time with a random guy I've just met. "Bye!"

I enter the elevator and close the doors. He seemed nice, enough, I guess. But there's something unnerving which I cannot quite grasp at.

…

The café is surprisingly quiet for a cool Monday morning like today. I stare out of the window, watching the clouds travel across the sky, making new shapes while letting the sun shine through.

The coffee machine groans, making me jump. I shake my head, frustrated at how easily I get distracted. I begin to pour a random girl's coffee into one of the red mugs, while grasping at a chocolate muffin with the tongs provided. Manoeuvring around the counter, I take the girl's food to her table.

My job can get incredibly boring and repetitive sometimes, making it easy for me to get distracted and stare out the window or run into someone else, like I just have.

"Tris! Wake up, please. You know how distracted you get!" Tori rubs her forehead with her fingertips, an attempt to calm her nerves.

"Sorry Tori, I just.. Ugh don't worry…"

Tori tilts her head to the side, giving me her famous 'really Tris' look. "I have to worry, it's my job. You are my responsibility, and I have to make sure my customers are getting looked after properly, understand?"

Tori can get very picky sometimes, and she always seems to have faults for me. But she is a good person, and I like her. She does care for me. "Yes Tori."

I move back behind the counter, waiting for my next job. And my next job that walks through the door, happens to be quite familiar. "Tris, hey. I didn't know you worked here!" Peter waves, "It's great to see you again!"

"Yeah, hi Peter, How's things?" I respond politely

"Great, now I'm here!" He relies, giving me a show of his perfect, white teeth, "You are such good company!"

I sense Tori moving behind me before I hear her, "Tris, who's this?"

"Someone I met last night," I reply, not wanting to explain the event, I know she'd be disappointed with my rejection, I just do. And I also know that she is always wanting for me to meet new guys.

"Well, your break is in-" She lowers her eyes to her silver watch, "ten, so you may as well go have a chat with…" She hesitates purposefully.

"Peter."

"Peter." Tori finishes, "Go on then!"

And so I wipe my hands on my apron, and take off after the green eyed figure, who walks towards an empty table.

"So Tris…" He begins sitting down.

…

Three weeks later

Peter keeps a firm grip on my palm, and I am not complaining. We are heading to see my friends at a café nearby, where I plan on introducing my new boyfriend. Peter asked me to be his girlfriend a week ago and I was excited. This was my first since a bad high school relationship, and I was sure this would be great. I still am. He is the sweetest guy, always there for me; looking out for me.

"We're here, love." A smile crawls it's way onto my face at the name he chose.

We walk hand in hand into the café, shortly before spotting the noisy group in the corner. I pull his hand towards my friends, leading the way. "Hey guys!"

At the sound of my voice, they all turn to look at me and Peter, surprise being a common expression.

"Who's this?" Four states curiously before anyone else can ask the question.

"Guys, this is my boyfriend, Peter. Peter, that's Zeke, Shauna, Uriah, Marlene, Christina, Will and Four." Pointing at each of them in turn.

I take a seat on one of the cushions resting on the smooth leather double seated couch, motioning for Peter to sit down next to me.

They all greet Peter in one way or another as I raise my eyes to the people in front of me. Christina looks angry, probably due to the fact that I hadn't told her about Peter. Marlene looks joyful for me. Zeke stares at Peter for a second before turning his attention back to Shauna, who seems eager to speak. And Four looks… emotionless. His eyes stare at Peter with some sort of accusation. And he seems like he wants to say say something, then obviously thinks better of it, as he leans back into his seat."Tris, why didn't I know about this?" Christina begins her questioning.

"Chris, please don't. It's only recent! Lets not do this here!" I plead, looking at Peter.

Christina sighs, "Okay fine. But I'm getting full details later!"

I roll my eyes and turn towards my boyfriend, but not before catching the eyes of Four, who looks lost. I wonder what for?

Hello! I am not sure where I was going with my other story, but I came up with this idea and think it will give me more paths.

Thanks for reading and please review!