Hey guys! Did you miss me? Or did you just miss this story…-_- Well never mind the face. Either one makes me happy! ;) I'm back with Chapter 5!:) I'm not gonna keep you waiting for TOO long…so here you go! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (Well….if it's your birthday…but that's not the point…iCarly anyone?)

Disclaimer: Uriah, please do it. I'm getting tired of doing this.

Uriah: Ok Aubrey! Wait, what am I supposed to say again?

Me: Just say that I don't own Divergent some way.

Uriah: Ok!

Me: *5 minutes later*…SAY IT!

Uriah: *scared face* OK!

She doesn't own Divergent some way!

Me: *Face palms*

Chapter 5

Tris POV

Today is my first day at Divergent High School. To be honest, I'm kind of nervous. What if it turns out like my old school? What if they find out who I am?! "NO Tris. They won't know who you are! Just get ready!" I think to myself.

We moved to Chicago about a week after I told Tori yes. We have a medium sized house. Not too big and not too small. I like it. It doesn't draw attention to us. Even better. The inside is really pretty with wood furnishing and carpeted hallways and rooms. I picked a medium-sized room with a window. The window only gets a view of another window to the house next door. It's not like I'm going to be looking out of it 24/7 either. So I really couldn't care much less.

My room was peach and white colored. Tori and I painted it over the summer. It is now black with blue and gray stripes towards the very front of my room by the door. I have to say...it looks pretty good, in my opinion. It's just like my "hair" now. Main color is black with highlights towards the front.

My room has a bed with a really comfy mattress. It has a black and gray comforter on top. The pillow cases are blue so everything matches!

It also has am adjoining bathroom. It's a nice bathroom. It has a shower, a sink, and a toilet. And cabinets above and under the sink. The shower curtain is black. The towels in there I are blue and gray. Once again, it matches.

Also...sitting in the corner of my room is the piano. I may not touch it much, but I need it in my room. It gives me memories that I am scared to forget. I had painted it black carefully, so I wouldn't get any on the carpet, on the keys, or on the inside of the piano. I was successful, but it took a months. Longer than it took to do my room! But it was worth it. It looks great.

I go into the bathroom and gaze at my reflection. When everything still looks good, I walk out and go lay down on my bed.

Last night I changed my appearance. My ugly blonde hair now is black with a gray and blue streaks toward the front of my hair. It doesn't look great either, but it's not the worst.

I didn't just pick random colors. Blue was Caleb's favorite color. Gray was Dad's favorite. And black was both Mom's and I's favorite color. That way I can carry a piece of them with me wherever I go.

I didn't put permanent dye in, just squirt dye, so it will wash out with water. Like, when I take a shower. I want to be myself sometimes. Just seeing myself once in the mirror before putting the dye in, is enough for me to grab onto the memories, right before they slip away again, like the black dye in the shower.

I decide its time to get out of bed and go to my closet and pick out my outfit. It ends up being black skinny jeans, a black tank top, a black sweatshirt, and black tennis shoes. I don't put on any make-up. I don't see the point. It won't make me look pretty, so why put it on?

I look into the mirror and I approve. I may look Goth to some people, but I'm really not. I'm just mourning. Not like anybody would understand anyways…well maybe except for Tori. She knows why I wear black. She approved of my hair before I dyed it. She knows why I did it too. She will be the only one who understands. Always has been, and always will.

Tori and I called the online school site I used to go on, and told them I wouldn't be on this year. They understood and took me off the site. I can't turn back now.

"Tris! Breakfast!" Tori yells from downstairs. Well, I better start heading down. I don't want to be late.

I head downstairs and smell pancakes and bacon. Tori looks at me and says, "Now, you don't get to leave until you eat at least 5 bites of your pancake and a all of your bacon. You WILL eat, missy." I look down at my plate and back up to her, a pleading look on my face. I can't eat that much! She sighs and says, "Fine 2 bites of bacon and 3 bites of pancake. But I'm not budging anymore, so you better start eating." I look at her thanking her with my eyes and eat what she told me to.

I finish and run upstairs, brush my teeth, and make sure my hair isn't wet, all before I hear Tori yell from downstairs, "C'mon Bea! We have to go! You ready?"

Tori calls me Bea sometimes…I kind of like it when she does. It brings back some good memories. It doesn't last for long, but it's long enough.

I rush downstairs. I see Tori waiting by the door. I slowly walk over to the door. Fast enough so we won't end up being late, but slow enough that I don't have to face high school as early as life wants me to.

Tori sighs and pushes me along to the car. I get in, slowly as well, and buckle up. As we are driving along, Tori starts to talk to me. "Bea, I already notified the other teachers to call you Tris and that you won't be able to talk. Is that alright?" she asks. I should've known Tori already had that covered before I even thought of it. She thinks ahead…VERY far ahead. And I'm grateful for that. I look at her and nod my head yes. I'm glad it's already taken care of….thanks to Tori.

She's like the sister I never had…almost like a sister. I guess? She is like a sister in a parently form? Huh? I don't even know how to explain it…she's not like my mom, never will be and she knows that, but she's like a part of my family. I love her, even though I can't say it.

I see Divergent High School up ahead. Before I know it, Tori has stopped the car, and I'm looking out the window, observing the kids in the parking lot. I know that every person is separated into one of 5 different "factions", as they call it. Tori told me that you get to choose which faction you join…but I don't know which faction. I hope to join somewhere, where I can at least partly belong in, and blend in as well. With no one noticing me, questioning me, or helping me. Just the way I like it.

I keep searching the school ground until I find all 5 factions. I finally find them, and start see the 5 different groups…they are large too. I see kids in red, yellow, and orange. They look peaceful, playing games, giggling and laughing, telling one another jokes, and girls playing with the other's hair. I automatically know that I won't be choosing them. Too…"Happy and giggly" for my taste.

I soon spot another. I asked Tori about this faction once…she said they always tell the truth, whether or not it's what you want to hear. They wear black and white. It reminds me of a jail cell. Trapped in their own honesty and blandness to know what is going on outside of the cell. Never being able to tell a lie, again. I know FOR SURE that I won't be joining their faction. Absolutely not. That is a big N-O.

I see another. They wear blue and almost every one of them wears glasses. They hold books close to their chest. Some are reading them. I see titles on their books, about anything and everything! Titles like, "Water Irrigation and Every Way It Can Be Used", "Photosynthesis (Expanded Version)", and even things like, "101 Ways To Use The Periodic Table and It's Elements" It doesn't seem as bad as the other two…If nothing else, this is a faction I could join. This is the faction that Caleb would've joined…It can't be THAT bad… right?

I quickly realize what I just thought. It brings tears to my eyes to think about it. I blink them back, because I know that if one tear drops, 100 more will follow it. I distract myself by looking for the other 2 factions.

I find the other one. They wear gray and sit alone by a building. What are they doing? What is this faction's purpose?

I look back at Tori and point to them, having a confused look on my face, I'm sure. She quickly figures out what I want to know and says, "That is the selfless faction. They put all others before themselves. They don't play games, ask one another for help, or look in mirrors, as it is considered selfish. Which goes against their rules."

I look back at them and think of how easy it would be to blend in with them. Just disappear into the wave of gray. No one pays attention to them, and I wouldn't be bothered by anyone from the faction, anyways. It's too "selfish". I think about it then come to a conclusion.

I don't want to join this faction…to live my life in this faction would only make my situation worse. Plus I wear black and own nothing gray. Except for my mother's shirts…but I would never wear those to high school. Never. I wouldn't risk it.

As I rule that faction out, I start to look for the last one, but for some reason, can't find them. About 5 minutes later, I see a huge wave of black start running towards the school. What are they doing!? I see different people do flips, cartwheels, and climb the building. How do they get away with this!?

I look over at Tori and she slightly chuckles. I must have a look of confusion and awe on my face, because Tori starts to explain. "Those are the Dauntless. They are kind of like brave, daring, careless, and athletic all mixed together."

Hmmm… maybe I could fit in with this faction…I don't know if I'm brave or athletic, but I'm DEFINITELY daring and careless. That describes me perfectly. I need more information first, though, before I make any rash decisions.

I give Tori a look as if to say "Go on…" I see her raise an eyebrow, obviously knowing that I'm interested. "Well…they like to climb buildings, play truth or dare, they ALWAYS wear black, and they don't pay much attention to anyone else, outside of their faction or friend circle." She says.

I think about it. I wear black all the time, I don't really want to be noticed, which doesn't seem like it will be a problem, since they don't interact with anyone outside of their friend circle.

I know I don't want friends. They are just fake. They will turn around and stab you in the back in the end. All the "friends" that I once had did. Friendship is just an excuse to gain things you need through other people. Using them to your advantage.

Especially boyfriends. They're the same, but worse. I had one before…and let's just say it didn't go well. At all. He used me to his advantage…but in a much crueler way. I didn't have the desire or need for one after that. I don't want one. I can function without anybody else. Always have been this way. Always will be this way. I may not function properly, but you can't blame me. I've been through a lot.

My mind turns back to the Dauntless. I'm not afraid of heights, so I could climb. I don't really play truth or dare, but that goes back to the "Friendship" fake relationship thing. And I don't talk. So that's ruled out. I don't pay attention to anyone else either, once again. Back to the fake "Friendship" crap. And "Boyfriend" stuff.

All in all, I think I want to be in Dauntless. I think I would fit in well with them. At least, as much as possible, anyways. Sure, I could fit in just as easily with the Erudite and Abnegation, but I think I like Dauntless better than any of those. Those factions are just there as a last minute option. If I need one.

Tori snaps me out of my thoughts again. "Do you know what faction you would like to join yet, Bea?" she asks. I do know. I look at the Dauntless again. I know I want to one of them.

I look over at Tori and nod. She looks surprised, but not surprised at the same time. Like she knew which faction I would pick, but didn't know I'd make the decision so quick. I surprised myself too. I never usually make decisions like this that quickly.

"Well…which faction do you want?" she asks. I know she already knows, but wants to make sure. I make sure Tori follows my movements when I do the next thing.

When I know she is, I look out the window to where the Dauntless stand. Or should I say jump, flip, and run. And I point. When I look back over at Tori, she looks proud. Proud of me. This makes me smile a bit.

"Well," she says, "Should we go inside so you can tell the principal your decision?" I nod my head yes.

We get out of the car. Each step I take gets closer to the school. Each step also brings a new rack of nervousness into my stomach. I feel sick. I force myself to keep moving, though.

By the time we get to the doors, I feel like throwing up. I quickly take a few deep breaths to calm down and slide down the wall for support. I close my eyes and will the splitting headache to go away. After about a minute it does.

When I open my eyes again, I see Tori's eyes staring straight into mine with a worried expression. "Are you sure you want to do this, Tris?" she asks. I nod my head yes. I know that I need to do this for me and for Tori.

Tori looks at me, searching my eyes, for any doubt or negativity. To make sure that I'm not lying about this. When she is sure I'm not, she nods and helps me up.

We head down to the office. When we get there, I see Tori walk off towards the principal. Tori and the principal are talking and muttering. Probably about me. They finally stop and the principal walks over towards me.

"Tris, this is Mrs. Matthews. She is the principal." Tori says. I look into Ms. Matthews eyes and once I stare in them long enough, I see that her eyes look caring and understanding.

If you weren't as good as a searcher for emotions as me, you wouldn't have been able to see that behind her mask of sensitivity, is cruelty and greed. I already know that we won't get along. Even if I don't talk.

"Hello, Tris. I am the principal of Divergent High School. I'm sure that we will get along great! You will love it here, I'm sure." Ms. Matthews says. "Now, Tori here, has already informed me that you don't talk. I have notified the other teachers. So they all will know by the time you get to your classes." She says. "I also hear that you know which faction you want to join?" she half questions, half states. I nod my head yes. Finally, something I can answer to that makes sense!

"Now, I need you to take a short little quiz before-hand, just so you can make sure you are making the right decision on choosing your faction. Ok?" she says. I nod my head yes. I hate quizzes, but I guess it won't kill me.

"I'll see you later Tris!" Tori says. Then she comes up and hugs me. While she is hugging me, she whispers, "I know you don't want any friends at the moment, but promise me that if someone tries to talk to you, please don't shrug them off right away. Give them a chance. I know that that the last friendship you had didn't end so well, but keep in mind that the people here are different people. They don't know your story, so they have nothing to judge you for. Please try."

Oh no. This isn't what I wanted! I don't need friends! Friends aren't real! I don't need them! But then again…It would be nice to have someone who is there for and someone to hang out with, and-wait. What am I thinking!? I don't need friends! Or do I? STOP TRIS!

I shake my head to clear my thoughts out of my head. I do need to try. Once at least. Tori is right…these people have no idea who I am. They don't even know my real name! I need to try for me, Tori, Caleb, Dad, and Mom. No matter how much it pains me to say it, they would want me to try at least once. And if trying doesn't work out, then I can just go back to being Tris.

I look at Tori and nod my head yes. She look relieved and shocked that I agreed. I guess I am surprising her a lot today. She smiles and says, "Thank you Tris. Thank you for trying." Then she walks out the door while saying, "Good luck, Tris." Then I'm left alone with a confused Ms. Matthews. Wonderful. She'll probably try to get me to talk. Not happening.

"Ok…" says Ms. Matthews. She clears her throat and the confused look wipes off her face. "Well then…shall we head to the office for your quiz?" she questions me. I nod my head yes and follow her back through confusing hallways. I probably wouldn't be able to find this place again for my life.

When we get there, I sit down on a chair in front of her desk. She then hands me a little sheet of paper and asks me to fill it out. I look at it and see it is asking me about how I dress, what my hobbies are, and what my personality is like…it must be for the factions! I quickly start to fill it out, hoping that I will qualify for the Dauntless.

What is the color you mostly wear?

That one was easy. Black. Of course.

What do you like to do in your free time?

Hmmm….this one was harder. What do I like to do in my spare time? Then I've got it. I'll put down what I like to do now and what I used to like doing in the past. I put down "I like to fight, help other people, like the homeless, and have my homework done before I do anything with family." Seems good enough…I did always like to have my homework done. On to the next one.

What are your favorite moods?

Huh? What are my favorite moods…? Oh! It means which moods do I like to be in! Huh. This is hard…I would like to be happy all the time, but I am not happy now. So I put down "I like to be angry, so I can take my anger out on punching bags, and I also like to be happy, even if it's just for a very short amount of time." Seems good enough.

What personality traits do you think are most important?

I know which ones are most important to me so I write down "I think the most important traits are being brave, selfless, and smart." That was the last question.

I hand the paper to a waiting Ms. Matthews, and wait to see what my test results are. After each question she reads, I see her face become more confusing than the last. Did I do something wrong?

When she finally is done, she sets the paper down in front of her and clears her throat. "Well, Tris…you have some very interesting test results." She says. She starts to look over it once again, until I give her a look as if to say, "Well, what are they!?" That snaps her out of it.

"You see, Tris, most people only get one result on their test. You, however, managed to get three." She says. I look at her, stunned. "How would a plain, dull person like me get 3 results!? I don't need any more things to make me stand out!"

As if she could read my mind, she says, "Your results are not told to the school. Don't worry." She says and I swear, for a moment, a saw a look of genuine kindness in her eyes. But it went away as soon as it came.

She gets down to business. "Tris, your results were for Abnegation, Erudite and-" she is saying. As she is saying this, I am thinking "Please be Dauntless. Please be Dauntless." "-and Dauntless."

"YES!" I think. "Tris, you are allowed to choose any faction, but I highly recommend that you choose one of your results." Ms. Matthews says. I know what I am going to choose even before she asks.

She puts down the paper in front of me, which I can see has Dauntless, Erudite, and Abnegation written on it. "Now, which one will it be, Tris?" she questions. I look at the paper, then at Ms. Matthews, then at the paper again. I lower my index finger and point to one word. That one word is Dauntless.

To other people, Dauntless may seem like just a place where you are expected to fit in, and belong, and fight until your heart's content. But to me, it is a new beginning.

A chance to start my life over again.

Hey guys! I am so so so so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in forever! This week has been REALLY busy and crazy. I had longer volleyball practices, then I had my first game yesterday, and tomorrow I have a party to go to AND I'm going with some of my friends to Manhattan tomorrow night! So I'm sorry if this wasn't that great, but I was trying my best to write in my free time! And I felt rushed, so I hope the story wasn't too rushed either. It felt like I let you guys down. Sorry again! But are any of you guys going to the K-State Volleyball game? If you are please tell me in a review of PM me! Maybe we would see each other! Maybe? But anyways…please review and give me some ideas! I also had really bad writer's block….but I will try to update ASAP! Until then, Audios Amigos!:)