Tris's POV:

I put on my purple outfit. Purple jeans, purple crop top, a blank tank top, and black shoes with purple shoe strings. I'm excited but I miss dad too, I hope I don't get made fun of.

I put my contacts in and jump into my black car, very generic too.

I take my schedule and get nervous, why do I get nervous? Oh yeah, its my first day at a new school.

I enter school and I can't find my locker number: 1039

I go to the office and ask the women at the front desk where the locker would be. She gets someone to help to my locker and I see everyone around me.

Red and Yellow.

Black.

Black.

Blue.

Black and white.

Black.

Blue.

Blue.

Red and Yellow.

Gray.

Blue.

Gray.

Then I look in the mirror.

Purple.

I don't fit in here do I?

I go to my first three classes. My first class I'm put all by myself, as well in my second and third class. Everyone looks at me and I feel like I'm hitching hiking looking for a somewhere to fit in. I don't fit in quite yet.

Time for lunch. I enter the room and find an empty table and sit by myself, nothing much changes on the first day.

I wish Caleb was here, but he's sick.

Go figure.


Fours's POV:

I sit at the table with everyone else and I notice the new girl. She's wearing a strange color, like a mix of blue and a red-ish blue-ish.

I'm about to get up and introduce myself but instead Christina gets up and helps her anyway. Zeke looks at me, "Something wrong Four?"

I shake my head.

She sits there the whole lunch and talks about something I don't care for. Girl stuff probably.


Tris's POV:

Some girl, dressed in all black, go figure, sits next to me.

She looks at me from up to down, "You don't fit in here. Want to be my friend?" I nod. "Good, do you want to sit with us?" She gestures toward their table and see everyone staring. All dressed in black. I nod again. "Ok then give me your address and I'm taking you shopping to get you a new wardrobe. If you want to sit with us, you have to wear black. Black, black, black. Ok?" I nod again and the bell rings.

I go to art and I'm late. It took me a while to find this room. The art teacher looks at me and says, "Take a seat."

A boy, a handsome waves to me and calls me over to sit at his table. Its just him and another boy. Both wearing black and both from Christina's table.

I take a seat. The boy who waved me over looks at my outfit. There is so many people here that are judge mental.

"I'm Uriah, I saw Christina talking to you. I was going to go over and talk to you but you know, I'm a guy I get nervous." He laughs nervously, he wasn't kidding, then he blushes and that makes me blush. The other guy is quiet the whole class.

The teacher explains all the rules to me then the bell rings.

Finally.