Just Another Divergent High

The First Day of High School

****TRIS' POV***

      I dig around my closet for about 2 or 3 minutes looking for an outfit when a crop top catches my eye. I slip the maroon and black striped crop top on and head over to my dresser. Nothing. It's really hard to find a nice pair of pants when they're all packed up.

   Oh sorry...I forgot to introduce myself, I am Beatrice but I go by Tris. I am a 16 year old girl transferring to Chicago all the way from Edmonton, Alberta in Canada. It is mid-semester and I am going to a new school for the first time in grade 10. Anyways back to reality.

   I glide over to the big box on the other side of my queen sized bed. Carefully... Sorta I rip the tape off the top of the sealed box and practically fall in looking for a nice, clean pair of pants. Just as I find a black pair of denim pants I hear a voice echo through my hollow wooden door, "TRIS!!!!! Hurry up, we're gonna be late!" My brother Caleb hollers at the top of his lungs. I throw the pair of pants on and grab my black leather combat boots. I dash into the bathroom and throw on some eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow, concealer, foundation and red lip gloss. I trip down the stairs and quickly flip on my pink and white tribal print backpack. My brother raises his eyebrows in a 'really' face as I begin to walk out.

"What?" I question looking down to see what's wrong...

I blush in embarrassment as I rip the toilet paper out from the side of my jeans. Gosh I'm an idiot. We head over to my white Chevy and I slip the keys into the ignition.

*Time Lapse*

  I pull out the keys and stare at the school as if to say 'ready? Cause here I come' as I walk into the building I gaze in amazement...America is amazing, high schools in Canada are never this nice. (Trust me I would know... I live in Canada. -The Author)

    I continue down the halls into what seems like the main office and explain that I'm new and that I need my schedule and stuff like that.

"Oh welcome," starts the receptionist "Beatrice Prior is it?" She finishes.

"Ya, but I go by Tris" I respond.

"Alright, here is your schedule and I will have somebody show you around tomorrow. " she hands me a sheet filled with dates and classes. As I open the door I hear a loud moan from behind it. I turn around to see a tall boy rubbing his chest. I hold up my hand in pitty apologizing again and again for banging into him with the door. He re-adjusts his shirt and replies with a deep masculine dreamy voice....wait did I just say dreamy...I mean uhh ummm uh... Anyways,

"It's fi..." His voice trails when he looks up at me.

  He is wearing a muscle shirt showing off his big muscles...he looks down and stares, I look down and go red realizing I'm showing a lot of skin. He looks back at me then down at my stomach.

"Nice abs..." He says in a way almost to explain his silent stare at my stomach.

"Thanks," I say so quietly that I don't even know he heard me, "I try..."

  He nods his head and then continues to walk. I watch as he walks away...so muscular, so...hot.

"You like Four?" I hear a female voice question from behind my back.

I turn around and answer "uh...n-no I-I just ran i-into him with the d-door. I stutter like a complete idiot.

"Ya, very convincing, " she laughs, "I'm Christina by the way. You new?"

"Mmmhmmm" I hum. "Oh and I'm Tris."

"Okay Tris, why don't I introduce you to my group, I think you'll like who you see." She laughs again

I follow her to a big group of people leaning on lockers having a discussion.

"Hey guys, this is Tris. Tris," She glances at me, "these are my friends. Marlene, Shauna, Lauren, Lynn, Zeke, Uriah, Al, Will and Four...but I do believe you and Four already met." She looks back and forth at us.

  I blush and Four smiles at me.

"We should head to class" Zeke gestures down the hall and starts to walk away.

"What's your first class Tris?" Christina asks.

"Math" I look down and play with my thumbs.

"Really?" Christina furrows her eyebrows and says, "let me see your schedule!"

I hand her the sheet of paper I received in the office and she studies it closely.

"We have all the same classes!" She looks in amusement.

I laugh and a smile crosses my face. She put her arm out and I link into it. We take off down the hall to put first class.
****Time Lapse****
"Hey wanna come to the mall with me and the other girls?" Christina looks at me furrowing her eyebrows waiting for an answer.

"Sure, I'll drive." I reply.

"Nice, you have enough room?" Christina asks.

"Yep, 8 seats. Don't get me wrong, it definitely is not a mini van." I say with humour and disgust.

We all meet outside the front doors and head over to my Chevy Traverse.

"Shotgun!" Called Marlene.

I laughed and shrugged it off unlocking the doors. We have an awkwardly silent ride to the mall...it sorta relaxing though. We head inside and I glare at Christina gasps.

"Peter..." I hear her whisper.

Hey you liking it so far? I am lol. Would you hate me if I killed off one of the less important girls...if so I won't do it but I kind of feel like it would be exciting. Sorry about the short chapter, comment any questions. Stay peachy as one of my favourite authors would say...bye!!!!