A/N: Thanks for the lovely reviews. They are the highlight of my day other than one of the stories I follow getting updated. I literally squeal, jump up and down, then finally sit back down and get ready for the chapter. Any one find that amusing?

Poll:

Four:5

Uriah:4

Zeke:0

Will:0

It seems everyone wants a fourtris story, but we are far from the end of voting. Plus Uriah is catching up. Who said that he was dating Marlene? Obviously not me!

Disclaimer: If I own Divergent I will be sitting in a sauna not a care in the world, but im not since I am writing this story...

Last time on Brought Down...

"Excuse me! This is my little groups meeting place, so you kind of need to leave!" I say very slow like, in case she was an idiot.

"Oh! I am so sorry. My name is Tris by the way." She said.

"I don't care. Could you just please leave!" I say in exasperation. This girl clearly does not take a hint...

Christina PoV

When the gir- I mean Tris left I was practically throwing a mini partying. I was jumping up and down, spinning around, and if I had candy it would be up in the air like a pinatá just burst open. Crazy, right?

My friends gathered around me in a huddle. Exactly like football, we were trying to get our game plan.

"So... Uriah and I decided to have a party this Friday night. It should be epic!" Zeke said as his foot tapped with obviously pure excitement.

"Who are we hitting next?" Marlene asked effectively cutting down all topic of partying. (She means bullying.)

"Well... the new girl could learn not to mess with us? She was quite rude.." Will said in a hushed whisper so news doesn't get around. When he pulled back up he put a protective arm around me shoulder.

Then I realized Four wasn't participating in the conversation. I cocked my head then said, "What do you suggest we do Four?"

He looked like he didn't want to contribute to this conversation, but he couldn't back out because seven pairs of eyes were waiting for an answer.

"Uh..." Four started to mumble stuff under his breath then seemed to come to some sort of conclusion, "We could show 'the new girl' not to mess with us, and here's the plan!"

Tris PoV

I kept up my tough persona on until I turned the corner. You thought I was actually tough? Please, if you want to fit in and not be the social outcast you absolutely need to learn how to act. It is a common thing. I swear half thoose people in that group act there way through school then break down at home.

I sighed as I plugged my earphones in effectively missing the bell. About 5 mins later during Problem by Arianna Grande I noticed that no one was in the hall. A sick realization hurried me to my class. If they told my dad, I could be in a boat load of trouble.

At that I took off running. In record tine I was at the my destination. Obviously this is my homeroom and 1st period. My first period is calculus which in my opinion is a good thing to get out of the way.

Taking a deep breath I opened the door effectively training all eyes on me. Everybody was gaping whether because my clothing or me being late I am unsure of which one. The teacher had a mixture of shock and anger mixed into her facial features. I could already tell she was strict.

"Um..." Real smooth I thought as I willed myself to at least say my name, "Sorry I was late... have no excuse for that, but I am new hear and my name is-"

"Beatrice Prior. Please sit down so we could get on with the lesson." said in a monotone.

I trudged to my seat after I examined the place. It was a pretty plain room which I could have guess the teacher is a total nut. Really it looked like a jail cell with a desk and s door instead of bars, bed, and a toilet.

Taking a quick scan of the students I immediately recognised the people that I ran into twice. The obviously hate me, but the last available seat was next to them. Some people gave me pitying looks that only served to make me nervous.

"Today !" snapped at me. I unconsciously picked up the pace and sat next to the girl that yelled at me near the lockers. Really, I am still confused of why she yelled at me, but I learned not to question people the hard way.

(Flash Back)

I was about 3 years old. I had a very big smile on my face and pig tails. I was wearing overalls because my brother was suppossed to take me to the park. At the time I didn't understand anything. I didn't know my brother was serevrly sick, or that everything was going to change.

A scream of anguish was heard from inside of my brothers room. My usual sunny smile was placed with a slight frown. That scream made me a little uneasy. I slowly walked up the stairs taking the route to Caleb's room. The door was slightly ajar. I looked in the room to find my mom and dad crying on Caleb. His eyes were closed and he wasn't breathing.

"What happened?" My tiny mind barely able to registered that my beloved brother died.

"You made him sick this is all your fault!" My father said as he started to cover him with a sheet.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing that?" I would have fored more questions if a belt didn't crash against my back.

"You will learn to do things without question little wench. It is nice of us to keep you. I am mad you KILLED Caleb."

(Flashback end)

Tears were steaming down my face. I tried my best to rub theqn off to no avail. I just hate ny life if only I can run away from the pain. Be free. Before my brother died he always said, "Be Brave you will never know what fate has planned." Well it looks like he's right, but do I still have it in me to be brave.

A/N: So sorry I was suppossed to post this yesterday, but lost track of time and couldn't finish it. I'm so sorry. Anyways a fanfic that is under Divergent fandom that I thonk you should check out is... Working With Cupid by LoveIsOneCrazyWord. Thanks forbreading my fanfic and do me a favour and check thus out. It is rrally good. See you tomorrow prehaps. Happy 4th of July! What do you think the plan is? Keep voting pairings won't happen for along time!

~devilspawnINTHEHOUSE