Divergent high~powers

Chapter 1

Tris's POV

Ugh! This is so unfair! My mom is making me move to Chicago with my Aunt Tori. I know it's for a "good reason" but still. Ever since my dad died I haven't been the same. I started changing more when my mom started dating a guy named David. He was cool at first but then he was acting like he was my father so I went into a stage of rebellion. The innocent little Beatrice was dead. I am now Tris. I have a belly button piercing and a black stud in my nose. On my right hip there's a heart with an infinity symbol inside and on my collar bone there's three ravens. I also have a rose that grows from my left hip to below my chest. I have flames on my right arm. So yeah, I have tattoos and piercings. I also had a few...encounters with the police. Nothing serious. I just am undefeated in hand-to-hand combat and use it as self-defense if someone provokes me or attempts to start a fight. The cops don't always believe that considering how many places I'm banned from.

"Attention passengers. We have landed in Chicago. We hope you enjoy your stay here in Chicago. Thank you for flying with Divergent Airlines," the voice says. We get off the plane and I grab my bags from baggage claim. I go outside and see a woman with a blue streak in her hair holding a sign that says "Tris Prior". Cool, I have red tips. I already like her.

"Hey!" I wave at her. "I'm Tris."

She comes up to me and says, "Hey Tris. Welcome to Chicago. I'm Tori. You probably don't remember me. I haven't seen you since you were 2 years old."

"Yeah sorry."

"Anyways, ready to go? I own this snack bar at the mall, you could come with me there and meet some new friends."

"No thanks. I'm good."

"Too bad, you're coming."

"You're pushy. I like you, you don't give up easily."

"Well that's nice to know. I don't really want to be stuck with a teenager that hates me. Don't think of me as your mom, think of me as your awesome Aunt Tori."

"I already do."

"Why thank you."

TIME SKIP

After I got settled in, Tori and I went to her snack bar and opened up. It's noon so I'm hungry. I make myself a burger and get out the last of the cake I made when I was at home. It's chocolate. I'm pretty good at baking and cooking. I go to a booth and sit down. I start eating and that's when whole school comes in. Her place really is popular. I just quietly eat in the corner and when I'm done, I put in my earbuds and listen to music while drawing. I love drawing. It's one of the things I like to do that's legal.

"Yo Tris!" Tori yells. I pull out my earbuds and stuff everything back into my bag. I run over to Tori and ask, "What's up?"

"I wanted you to meet my favorite group of teenagers," she tells me.

"I'm not social." I tell her,

"Too bad," she grabs my arm and shoves me to where some people my age are sitting. "Guys, this is my niece, Tris. Tris, this is my favorite group of teenagers. Christina, Marlene, Lauren, Shauna, Lynn, Will, Uriah, Zeke, and Four."

"Hi!" Christina greets to cheerily. "Oh my god! I love your hair! Your nose piercing and tattoo are cool too."

"Thanks?"

"Are you gonna go to Divergent High?"

"Yeah. What's it to you?"

"Well the girls here are cheerleaders and the guys here are football players."

"I can tell. You're to cheery for my taste, just like the people at my old school."

"What's your problem?" The guy, Zeke asks.

"I'm a bitch."

They stare at me for a second like I'm crazy until I say, "I'm pretty good at reading people. I can see right through all of you."

"Really?" Lauren scoffs. "I'd like to see you try."

"OKay. Will and Christina like each other but don't do anything about it. I can tell by the way they look at each other. Marlene and Uriah should be together by what I've gathered. Same thing with Zeke and Shauna. Lynn, since you have a shaved head, I'm gonna go with you're sick of guys underestimating you and every other girl. Lauren, you put up a tough exterior when really, you are just tryong not to get hurt by anyone. And you, number boy, you look like someone with mommy and daddy issues." I guess.

"H-how did you do that?" Will stutters.

"Easy. You look at Christina the way my dad looked at my mom and she looks at you the way my mom looked at my dad. Marlene and Uriah are way too obvious and again, same with Zeke and Shauna. Lynn, Lauren, and Four have the same situation as someone I know." I explain.

"Okay then." Uriah says.

"I like her, she should be a part of our group." Marlene claims. Everyone agrees and I roll my eyes and sit down. They talk for a while and zone out until Shauna says my name.

"Huh?" I look at her confused.

"I asked you why you moved here," Shauna tells me.

"I've had...issues." I say not wanting to tell more. They look at me expectantly and I sigh. I guess these people will be my friends so I should explain things to them. "Okay, I've been in a little trouble with the law. Nothing major."

"What did you do?" Lauren asks.

"I've put a few people in the hospital for provoking me or starting a fight with me. I'm banned from some places in California, Mexico, Canada, and Texas. I've entered personal property. I've vandalized some places and pulled a couple major and minor pranks." They all look at me, shocked.

"Someone like you can't put someone in a hospital," Four states. I raise an eyebrow and say, "That a challenge number boy?"

"Yes, yes it is. If you can beat me in knife throwing, gun shooting, and in a fight, then you can slap me. If I win, you have to kiss me." he says. Everyone looks shocked and I shrug.

"I will never miss a chance to slap a pansy cake," I say. Everyone now looks at me.

"How do you know that word?" Uriah asks.

"I heard my mom say it when she was arguing with David." I tell them.

"Who's your mom?" Zeke asks.

"Why do you want to know?" I raise an eyebrow. "Are you people stalkers or something?"

"No, just who's your mom?" Zeke asks again.

"Santa Clause." I say sarcastically.

"Fine, don't tell us," Uriah pouts.

"Come on, let's go see Tris attempt to beat the all mighty Four," Christina says. We all get up and go to what I think is the gym. They tell me it's a place where people learn self-defense. I nod and we head to the knife throwing station.

"To be nice, I'll let you warm up and see what you're up against." Four smirks. Everyone is watching but they are in a far corner by the vending machines and benches. He goes to a punching bag and after a couple minutes, knocks it off it's chain. I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Is that the best you can do?" I raise an eyebrow. I look over at the group and see everyone surprised I'm not intimidated. I know better though. I go to another punching bag and punch it then kick it. It doesn't move but I know I've made an impact.

"Well, that's nice." Four says and everyone starts laughing. I turn it around and everyone gasps. Apparently they see the hole I've made in the punching bag.

"You were saying?" I smirk.