Chapter 2 - Four
Tris' Point of View

I walk into my room, phone in hand and look around at the white walls and the simple grey carpet. It doesn't seem like my room anymore. It seems like it already belongs to someone else. Letting this go will be hard. This is the room, I spent my whole life in. It was where I always went to when I was upset or tired. And even sometimes, hungry. I used to sneak snacks into my drawer... You know, just in case.

I look to the corner where my keyboard was supposed to be and I see myself touching the keys, my fingers flowing through black and white. This room had everything. Musically too. This room was my escape.

I sigh just as my phone starts ringing in my hand. I look at the screen. It has Tobias' name on it with a picture of me and him goofing around, pulling the classic bunny ears. I smile and hit 'answer'.

"Hey!"

"Hey, are you on your way here yet?" His voice is hopeful, making me smile.

"Nup... We're leaving soon though. I'm just saying goodbye to my dear room."

"Had some great memories in there too, you know."

"Yeah, so true," I agree.

"Remember when I sneaked into your room when we were twelve-"

"And watched a whole two seasons of 'Catfish'," I finish for him. "Yeah... How can I forget? I couldn't wake up the next morning because of you," I tease, chuckling. "My mom was so angry!"

"No pointing fingers, Tris. You were the one who suggested the TV show," he accuses playfully.

"Whatever... I can't wait to meet your friends..." I say, changing the subject. There is a slight pause. "Tobias?"

"Yeah... You'll love them..." I recognize the tone he's using. It's hesitant and it masks something.

"Tobias... What's wrong. Are you part of a gang or something?" I joke, trying to lighten up the mood. But he doesn't have the same response.

"Look, lunch break is nearly over. I gotta get going. I'll talk to you tonight." Suddenly, I hear a girl's voice in the background. "Come on, Four! Let's go." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Who's Four?

But despite all the questions I want answered, all I can muster up is a 'bye' and I hang up the phone. Is he hiding something from me? I sigh and take one last look at my room. I press three fingers onto my lips and then place them on the wall. "Goodbye," I say quietly.

"Beatrice, It's time to go!" I hear Caleb shouting from downstairs. I slowly shut the door and climb downstairs meeting up with my family.

"Said goodbye to the house yet kids?" Dad asks.

"Yeah..." Caleb replies. I nod.

"Well, all the luggage is already in the rented car, so let's get moving." Suddenly, I feel my eyes start to prick with tears and I shake my head, refusing to cry. This is so pathetic. I can't cry. I won't cry. I am crying.

"Beatrice, honey..." My mom wrap my arms around me and strokes my hair softly. "Will you be fine? Do we need to stay? We can tell them that we can't make it to Spain." I shake my head wildly.

"No!" I say firmly. "This is a great opportunity! I'll be fine." I pull away from her and she kisses my forehead.

"I will miss you both so much." She glances at Caleb standing at the door. He smiles and moves to us, hugging the both of us. Dad also joins in and now, we're having a big family hug. For a moment, we stay like that and slowly break away.

"Let's go, kids. It's already 7 PM," dad informs. I nod and we all go out of our home. Before dad locks the door, he pecks mom on the lips and she smiles, looking at him intently. "Are you ready, Natalie?"

"Sure am." My heart fills with joy, as I look at my parents. We all climb on the car and I get comfortable. I'm at the backseat with Caleb and he takes out his neck rester out of his backpack, smirking at me.

"Jealous?"

"You wish, nerd. Not all of us has a neck problem as serious as yours, Caleb." I kick off my sneakers and take a coat, laying it on my lap.

"Call me, when we get there. I'm taking a nap." Caleb nods, taking out the boarding school's pamphlet. "Sure."

"The journey starts here!" Dad cheers from the front enthusiastically. I smile and put my earphones on. Since it's winter, it's already dark even though it's still 7 PM. I look out the window. The sky is dark and calm, as we pull away from our driveway. I look down at my phone again, choosing my song. A Sky Full Of Stars. You can never go wrong with Coldplay. I crane my neck, looking back until our house is out of view. I sigh, feeling myself drifting off to sleep.

I don't care, go on and tear me apart
I don't care if you do, ooh
'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars
I think I saw you

"We're here, Beatrice. Wake up!" I slowly open my eyes, my eyelids heavy. Caleb is looking at me impatiently. "C'mon, we have to say goodbye and everything too." I slowly slide off my seat and jump out of the car. We are in front of a big building that spreads throughout the land. The architecture and design, I must say is amazing. It incorporates modern and antique feels to it, making it look like a modern Hogwarts.

"A little help here, Tris?" Caleb says, grabbing one of my luggages. I slowly snap back to action and help out Caleb and my parents. When we finally finish transporting all of Caleb's and my stuff into the building, we make our way to the office which is in the front of the building. A lady with a neat bun and kind eyes sits behind the office. She stands up as we come in and welcomes us with a big smile.

"Hi, you must be the Priors," she says, shaking our hands one by one. "We have been expecting you. I'm Johanna Reyes." My parents introduces themselves and I bite my lip nervously. Some staff appears and take our luggage away.

"Why don't your children get settled and we'll talk? She suggests to our parents. They nod slowly, both not ready to leave their children.

They hug us one by one and I hold on tight. "I love you both... We'll call every week," dad says, with tears leaking. I hardly ever see my dad cry. Maybe only a few times my whole life. But mostly, during soccer matches that he watches. It's either rage or tears when his team loses.

"We will come visit too!" Mom adds, kissing Caleb and I on the cheek.

"We'll miss you!" Caleb says for me. My throat closes up but I force a slight smile. "I love you guys."

"Don't cause any trouble and Caleb," mom looks to him, her voice turning firm, "take care of your sister, yes?" He nods.

"Say 'hi' to Tobias for me?" Mom asks, turning to me. I nod. We say our last goodbyes and a student representative is assigned to show us each, our rooms. I am separated from Caleb and lead in the opposite direction.

"Hi, I'm Cara," the tall girl, showing my room raises her hand and I shake it stiffly. "I am the co-representative of the seniors."

"Oh.. You're the same year level as Caleb then." She raises both eyebrows.

"Your brother?"

"Yeah." I confirm.

"So tomorrow, head to the office in the morning to get your timetable, the rules and guidlines will be explained to you and you will head to your first class. Since, you've come in the middle of the year, it is a bit hard to catch up. But don't worry," she assures me. "If you need any help, just ask your classmates or come to me."

"Thanks," I say quietly.

"Now, boys and girls aren't allowed to be in each other's rooms during weekdays. Your roomate's name is Christina Kravitz. Try to get along with your roomate. You won't be able to swap," she warns me.

"Got it." We stop to a halt in front of a room. I look at the room initial and number: B6

"Here's a map." She hands me a map and I take it. "I circled your room on it, so you can find your way back. Your luggage is already in there." I nod.

"Thanks for your help!"

"You're welcome." She opens the door and hands me a key. "Students cannot lock their doors at night in case of emergency," she informs. As we walk in, the room is dark. My room mate must be asleep right now. It is a four hour drive so it must be about 11. Cara clicks on the light, evincing two single beds, closet, study table and couches. A bookshelf is placed on the side of the room, already filled with books. The room is already decorated with plenty of posters of movie stars and the room seems fairly messy, with a few pieces of clothing piled on the ground. The girl groans and stirs in her bed, unaware of what's going on.

"The hell's going on..." She whines, sitting up. She has light brown skin, dark chin length hair and attractive facial features. She realizes what's happening and quickly tries to compose herself.

"This is your new roommate," Cara explains, looking around awkwardly. Christina jumps out of her bed, nearly tripping and makes her way to me, with a smile on her face despite her sleepy state. "Hi, I was told that I'd get a new roommate, but I didn't know you'd be coming at this time of night," she says lightly. "Hi, I'm Christina."

"I'm Bea-" I stop myself.

"I'm sorry... Your name is Bee?" I chuckle.

"No... No... I'm... Tris." A new name for a new experience. Technically Tris isn't new, but only Tobias calls me that. Beatrice seems to formal anyway.

"Oh, well... Welcome," she spreads her arms out gesturing the room. "It's kinda messy... I forgot to clear up. I'm sorry," she says sincerely.

"No! No, it's fine," I say.

"Well, I'll leave the two of you then," Cara announces. "Don't stay up late. Curfew's supposed to be 10:30." She closes the door behind her and I start sorting through my luggage. Christina sits down next to me on the bed and starts helping out.

"Thanks... You really don't have to help though," I say.

"Don't be silly," she dismisses. "I've always wanted a roommate from the start of the year. And now I finally got one!" She beams at me and I find myself thanking the universe for giving me her as my roommate.

"So how do you find this boarding school?" I ask, whilst folding my clothes.

"Well," she starts, picking up a plain grey top and folding it for me, "I came here two years ago when I got some pretty bad grades. My parents forced me here and at first, I was pissed. Then I start opening up to people and start making life long friends." I nod.

"What brings you here?" She asks.

"Um... My parents had a great job opportunity in Spain..."

"Cool..."

"And my best friend moved here a few months ago." Suddenly, she jumps up, her warm brown autumn eyes wide. "You must be Four's best friend!"

I cock my head to the side. "Four?"

Her face falters at my confusion. "That's not him?"

"He's tall, blue eyes, athletic..." I hesitate before saying this. "Good looking." I've never really admit that before, to me he's the little boy I met at the playground. But hearing other girls talk about him, makes me consider it.

"That's him!" I shake my head. "I'll prove it!"

I chuckle at her enthusiasm. "How?"

"I'll take him to you!"

"Okay," I shrug. "We'll see tomorrow."

"No!" She sits down with me again, her eyes shining with giddiness. "I'm take you now."

CREDITS:

This chapter belongs to BlankSpaceBabe. Check her out, she has a new story up if you haven't looked all ready! Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth.

SONG CREDITS:

A Sky Full Of Stars- Coldplay