A/N: Hey! I've just decided to call you Initiates. So yeah. So on the weekend I have waaaaay too much time so I will most likely post 2-3 chapters. On the weekdays I will most likely post one chapter. I hate it if people don't update for a while. Really ticks me off. Also, I don't like it when people leave you hanging and don't let you know where the story went. So if I ever decide to stop a story, I PROMISE I will ALWAYS tell you. Kk, I'm done.

I am selfish. I am brave.

-Tris

Chapter 1: The New Kid

I wake up to my alarm again. I might change it for the sake of new things, but I'm not sure. Maybe I want one thing to stay the same.

Oh, new life, how I won't miss the old one. I will miss Susan, and Robert (Susan's brother), and my parents and Caleb. But now, I'm staying with my 'Aunt' Tori. She is a famous restaurant owner that has over 200,000 other locations in the U.S. She also told me that she and her husband, Bud, own a little hangout place for teenagers in their town. It's called The Pit, and it has some shops in it too. She is my mother's best friend. They grew up here, in this town.

I get up to put on my outfit. I like to dress in black, but I am not goth. I repeat: not goth. I slip on a pair of skintight black leather leggings, and a dark maroon colored tee with white print that says 'perfect boys only exist in books'. I love to read, but I don't read all the time. Reading and math, science, language arts… all those academics are Caleb's strong area.

I decide to slide down the bannister today. I ain't in Seattle no more.

Tori is waiting downstairs. She went to culinary school, so obviously she is a great cook. She made pancakes today, which remind me of home, but they look really fluffy and buttery… can you tell I love pancakes?

"Better save that drool for the boys," Tori points out. I laugh. "Do you even see my shirt?" I point to my shirt.

"Yes, but I showed Christina a picture of you and she said she had the perfect boy for you," She sets the pancakes down on the kitchen island. I sit on the stool, and dig in. Three words. Oh. My. God.

"Who's Christina?" I ask. "A girl in your grade that's a regular at The Pit. She said you two will be best friends. She also said you were drop-dead gorgeous." Tori casually explains.

I almost choke on my pancakes. "What?"

"Yep."

I have no idea what to make of this. I mean, I don't use makeup. I am very plain, and I, apparently, "look like a sixth grader." That scar still remains on my skin from the blade of Lauren's knife. Caleb had rushed over to me. And my punch apparently knocked her out.

I wouldn't speak to anyone for two days after I got out of the hospital. Then my mother had said, "why don't you move in with Aunt Tori?". I had said yes. So after we went to London, then Paris, then Ireland, we came back, I packed up my stuff, said my goodbyes with promises that I would visit, or they would visit me, and here I am, in Chicago, Illinois.

I had a week of summer left before I went to school, so I decided to get a tattoo. Three ravens, for each member of my family I had to leave behind. On my collarbone, over the scar, leading to my heart.

"So, is this Christina girl blind or something?" I ponder.

Tori snorts and rolls her eyes. "As if. You are beautiful, Tris."

Her nickname for me is Tris. My full name is Beatrice Grace Prior, but she didn't like Bea, which is what Caleb sometimes calls me, so she decided on Tris. I am going to use Tris as my name, instead of Beatrice, at school.

"I don't know. I'm pretty plain." I shrug. Natural blonde waist-length hair, dull bluish-gray eyes, and a, quite frankly, long nose. Caleb was interesting, brown curly hair, dimple on one cheek, bright green eyes, and a hooked nose. Me, I'm just plain.

"No you aren't, Tris." Tori states. "If Christina thinks you are drop-dead gorgeous, then, well… you'll see when you meet her. She said you are going to be part of her group, whether you like it or not."

"Okay, she seems to be determined." I laugh. "Well, I gotta go. I'll see you later at The Pit."

"Mmkay, just try not to get a boyfriend too soon. Caleb will kill me." She says.

I laugh and shake my head. I grab my black leather jacket and slip on black converse. I walk out the door and climb into my car. We shipped it down here. I drive to the school, Roth High, and step out. A bunch of people stare and gawk, and somebody, a boy most likely, whistles as I grab my bag. I'm a little early, so I play on my phone and lean against the car. Ugh, I am addicted to Subway Surfers.

Someone taps me on the shoulder and I look up. I am met with two boys with dark skin and dark hair.

"Hey, I'm Zeke," One of them, who is slightly taller says.

"And I'm Uriah," The other one says.

"We are the Pedrad brothers!" They say in unison. Then they fist bump. "Are you the new girl, the one Christina's been talking about?" Uriah asks. "Yep," I say with a newfound confidence I didn't have at my old school. "I'm Tris."

"Christina, we found the girl! Bring everyone over!" Zeke shouts. "By the way, nice car." The brothers whisper in together.

I turn off my phone and shove it in my bag. Then, my eyes are met with a bunch of people in black coming my way. One girl shouts, "OMG! GUYS, IT'S THE NEW GIRL! ZEKE AND URIAH, YOU ARE MY SAVIORS!" Well, I'm assuming that one is Christina.

"You're Christina, right?" I ask her.

"Yup. I am sooooooooo excited! We are going to be best friends!" She squeals. I get a good look at her. She's tall, with chin-length black hair, olive skin. She has nice features. She wears makeup, but very lightly. Just enough to make her eyes noticeable.

"So, Tris, this is Marlene," She points to a girl with blonde hair and cow-brown eyes. "-and Will," She blushes slightly when she says his name. Will has sandy hair and eyes the color of celery. "-Shauna," Shauna's a girl with mousy brown hair and hazel eyes. "-and Lynn." Lynn surprises me. She had a shaved head, and the same hazel eyes as Shauna. "Shauna and Lynn are sisters," Christina explains. I nod.

"You've met the Zeke and Uriah. And- wait, where's Four?" She turns to Zeke. "He should be coming." Zeke sounds uncertain. "Oh, here he is now. Four! Over here!" I grab my phone out to start playing Subway Surfers after Zeke introduces me. I can hear Zeke behind me saying, "So, new girl. Name's Tris. She's really hot." I roll my eyes.

I turn around, to be met with the most beautiful eyes ever.