So if anyone is actually reading this, it is my first fanfic it probably won't be amazing but l was so inspired by everyone else's divergent high school fanfics and l fell in love with them and wanted to try one out myself. I hope it is good if you actually read this leave a review I would love to know what you think and if I should continue and if there are any ways to improve my writing. (Also I don't know much about America so I am sorta winging it based on google and other fanfics so if there is anything that I have wrong please tell me)

Disclaimer - Sadly I do not own divergent that right belongs to VR herself

So here we go…

Tris POV

Beep beep beep beep beep. Urgh, that is the horrific sound I have to wake up to. I am in no mood to get up at 8 o'clock on the summer holidays so I hit snooze and roll over and go back to sleep. Only to be woken up by 5 minutes later by Celeb my older brother shaking me and yelling "Come on Bea! You have to go to work! If you don't get up now I will start doing karaoke until you get out of bed!" I shoot up I do not want to hear him sing it will permanently break my eardrums it is that terrible. So I sit up only to be met by a hard object "Ow, what was that for!" I open my blue-grey eyes and am met will emerald green ones my brother's "You are the one who hit me," he says rubbing his forehead "If you are not ready in ten you can walk to the cafe." he walks out of the room.

I hate working on the summer holidays especially the last day but I need the money to be able to buy the new car I was looking at. I just can not wait, I am soo sick of my brother driving me around and now that I am getting my licence it will be so much easier. As I get ready I put on my waiters uniform a simple sleeveless black knee-length dress, and some mascara. I don't put that much makeup on I hate it, it is such a waste of time. Besides no one would think I am pretty my nose is too long and my eyes are too big for my face.

I run down the stairs grab a granola bar and walk out the door and jump into my brothers blue SUV. His favourite colour is blue so pretty much everything he owns is blue to it hurts my eye just to look at. I prefer the colour black and my parents like grey. In the old Chicago, they had a faction system and at the age of 16, you would have to choose a faction either Dauntless, Erudite, Abnegation, Amity and Candor. Each faction valued a different trait and colour these were being brave - black, being smart - blue, being selfless - grey, being kind/peaceful - yellow and being honest - black and white. We are told that there was a big war and the factions system was abandoned. In honour of that system the government mad different schools for each faction, there are five high schools to choose from. I am in Dauntless but I got an equal test result for Abnigation, Dauntless and Erudite, Tori, the test administrator said it was called divergent. My brother is in Erudite and my parents were in Abnegation I think they have never told us but they wear grey.

"Are you getting out?" the sound of Celebs voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, yeah." We are at the Pit so I get out of the car and go into the Dauntless cafe as Celeb drives off again. I go behind the counter and put an apron on.

"Hey, Tris," Hana Pedrad the owner of the cafe says from behind me.

"Hey, Hana, how are you today?." I ask.

"Good, and seeing as it is the last day of summer break you get double pay," she says smiling.

"No, no it is fine," She doesn't need to do that I only have two more payments so I will get the car next week.

"Yes, yes I know what you are thinking and I know that you only need two more payments to get the car so I will give you both today." I open my mouth to refuse but she interrupts, "You can drive yourself to school tomorrow when you get the car," she sees the look in my eyes and adds "End of story now we have customers waiting." She says sternly turning away.

I can't believe it Hana is so kind I hug her, "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"You know you are like a daughter to me, but we do have to get going."

I let her go and get back to work. I am carrying a coffee when someone sticks their foot out tripping me over. I don't even have to look to know that it was Peter and his gang (Molly and Dres) they have been at me since 5th grade. As I fall forward I spill the hot coffee all over the man in front of me. Crap.

Four POV

I wake up with the sun pouring into my black room. We moved here from Colorado at the start of the summer break because Marcus is the new Abnegation school principal. I am in the Dauntless school instead of the Abnegation school because I really hate my father.

I decide that it is time to get up and go to the Dauntless cafe which is my favourite place in town it has the best food and I try to avoid Marcus as much as humanly possible. I get changed into a simple black t-shirt and dark denim jeans, I don't bother combing my dark brown hair it is too much of a hassle.

I sneak out of the door trying not to wake Marcus up he will probably have a hangover from the bar last night. I get into my motorbike - I saved up for 2 years doing odd jobs to get her and if anything happens to her there will be hell to pay - and drive off to the cafe.

I arrive and walk through the black double doors, it is really dark in here just like everywhere else in the pit, there are multiple tables with leather black seats and a counter with a kitchen behind it. It is simple but interesting and mysterious and sorta lonely I like it here.

I walk over to a table but a waitress with blond hair carrying a tray with a coffee on it trips over and crashes into me. The coffee spills all over me, god it is hot, and the waitress falls to the ground. I groan I am so sick of girls always throwing themselves at me everywhere we move it is the same. Slutty girls trying to get all over me and not taking the hint that I have no interest in them or anyone for that matter.

I hear people snickering to the right and the girl pulls herself off the ground and yells "Oh, shut up Peter. Don't you have better things to do?"

The boy who must be Peter replies, "As a matter of fact I do. Why am I wasting my time with a 12-year-old anyway?" the waitress blushes and starts to speak but Peter interrupts and turning to the others at the table he says, "Come on let's leave this dump."

As they leave the waitress looks at me, "Sorry about that, the bastard tripped me over and I fell onto you. What do you want to do about your shirt? We might have spears and the bathroom is over there." she points to the left.

That's not what I expected usually the girls make a big fuss of falling over blah blah blah. But she's different. I look at her, she is small, she has big blue-grey eyes that I can't seem to look away from, her blonde hair goes down to her ribs, she has pink lips, a long narrow nose and when she blushes her cheeks goes rosy pink sometimes beat red, she looks striking.

"Well?" Her voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, I - uh. It's - no that's fine I will clean up at home." When did I start stuttering?

"Ok then." She smirks, "Can I take your order of are you going?" she asks.

I consider staying you can't see the stain that much but it is starting to burn so I say, "I'll head home. But thanks anyway," I look at her name tag, "Tris."

She looks suprised but the frowns, "How did you know my name?"

I laugh and say, "It's on your name tag, I'm Four."

She looks down and blushes, "Oh, yeah," she sounds embarrassed, "Well if that is it then?"

"Yeah it is, see you later."

"Bye, Four. Sorry about that coffee." She turns back to the counter.

I go back and out to my car. As I drive off I thinking that she is definitely different from the other girls that I have met.

So that is the first chapter what do you think please leave a review it would mean much to know that someone is actually reading this. I hope that everyone is ok and safe with the coronavirus going around, I know that it is really hard to stay quarantined but on the bright side, the number of new cases has dropped and so has the restrictions. Yay! I will be trying to update regularly I can't give you a definite schedule yet.