Disclaimer: I will never kill Tris! Enough said ;-)
Chapter 2: As if my Life couldn't get any worse...
Tris PoV
Tris ran out the building. Putting as much pressure as she could muster on her likely sprained ankle. The cemented steps were not helping her ankle as she rushed for school.
Tris stopped to look at the majestic house in front of her. It was a two story building with white flower designs in the cracks. Even though the house was huge it was a bland grey color showing they didnt care for wealth or so the house showed. Her dad(if she can even call him that) loves money and thats a fact. The grass was trimmed perfectly with flower bushes pushing up agaisnt the kitchen window and the base of the porch leaving a walk way for the stairs. I wish my life is as perfect as this my parents piece of land, Tris thought as she took in the beauty. Even though she would hate to admit it she actually like this wonderful building.
She sighed as she got into her rundown mustang that managed to take her to and from school every single day. Since she was already late she sped down the roads breaking about a dozen laws on the way to her new school.
(Time Laspe(About 30 minites later) )
Her head held high Tris got out of the silly excuse of a vehicle only to stop and gape like a fish. The school was huge. There looked to be about five buildings that had there own unique style.
The one near the train tracks had lots of spay paint covering the building, but it wasnt enough to not make out what was underneath. Spray paint on this building makes it look edgy. Like bad boy lives here go atbyour own risk edgy. The building its self was pitch black with lots of coloful spray paint adding flare to it. There was red trimming in the cracks that put a daredevil look to it. On the top of the building where a clock would usually go it said *Dauntless* in fancy script. Wow! Was all she could think as she looked over to the other buildings.
The next one which was Candor was in the same layout as Dauntless but it wasnt daredevilish. If you were there you would feel like your were in the presence of lawyers. The whole building was pristine white like they washed it everyday. To add a little flare there was black inside of the cracks kind of making it look like an office firm.
The one in the middle looked all superior. It was a royal blue with gold trimmings along the edges. If anything it looked like a place where the president would stay. It had double doors that looked like they were made from pure gold. It is very obvious how much work they put on it. At the top in gold cursive it said Erudite. It made Tris think of all the spoiled brats she sees around town. Since it was the biggest, she had to make a wild guess and say that this building was the main one.
The next one was very bland. If you were in a rush you would actually miss this paticulat building. It was all grey but beautiful nonetheless. Unlike the others the building has no other trim or random colors running down the cracks. It was just bland. Nothing noticeably special about it.
The last one was to be honest the definition of cheerfulness. Really open up a dictionary and look it up this building will be the picture. The building is a sunny yellow with an almost blood like red. Your thinking yeah not cheerful at all, but you haven't read all of the paragraph. They was spray paint on this one, but instead of the edgy thing Dauntless had going on, it was more peaceful and relaxed.
After gaping for well over five minutes Beatrice decided to walk over to what she assumed was the main building. Which ironically happened to ne Erudite. She used her left hand since her right was badly bruised. Suprisingly the door was fairly light considering it looked like it was made from gold. Tris walked down the long corridor making turns here and there. She finally stopped at this door that was labeled office. Here goes nothing... Tris thought as she turned the golden door knob...
A/N What is up with Erudite and gold? Lol what do you think we'll happen? I know the buildings weren't realistic, but if I was reading this I would like the factions separated some way. Her ankle is still bruised I just didn't write about it. Tell me the pairing you want and I will start casting votes. If there is anything wrong REVIEW! Another thing what will you guys like to read. I would definitely love to keep you guys reading till the end of this story. :-)
~devilspawnINTHEHOUSE