Being Different-A Divergent High Fanfic

Chapter 1

Being different isn't always a bad thing.That's what they always tell me, and I believed it. I still believe it. I just never noticed the isn't always part of the phrase.

Most parents would've be worried or even scared to send their child off to a boarding school in a state over 2,000 miles away. But mine aren't scared a single bit, or maybe they are just good at hiding their fear.

I look out the window from the car into my new school in which I'll be spending my next two years at. We drove all the way here instead of taking a plane for... financial reasons I guess.

"We're here." My dad says peeking through the rear mirror to see my expression.

"I'll go help bring up the box for you." Caleb, my brother, offers.

"Thanks." I say.

I go outside and grab my purple suitcase that I've had for years since I was a young girl and roll it out the the curb in front of the dorm.

Mother helped too, but for the little things like a box of snacks and such. We walk inside the building which didn't match my expectations. I expected a cool hangout area with a front desk, but instead I feel like I'm in a bank, with ripped couches, an old TV in the corner, anda front desk with a lady who probably seen better.

"Hi, I'm Josie," The lady says, "Welcome to Divergent High, how may I help you today?"

"Um.." I stutter, "I would like my key to my room."

"Okay. What's your name?"

"Beatrice Prior."

She does her thing on the computer and finally says handing me the keys, "Oh! Beatrice Prior. Room 313, floor 3."

"Thanks." I quietly say but loud enough for her to hear me.

We take the elevator up to the floor which takes quite a while. It probably only took less than a minute but my mind is still going slow. Finally we get to my floor with only some people passing by.

I feel like I've stepped on a new planet. There are people I've never seen before and an atmosphere that I have not yet been used to.

I find my room moments later and once I open the door, I see who I assume is my room mate on her bed.

My parents set the boxes down on the floor and hug me goodbye.

"Do you want us to stick around for a bit?" Mom says.

"No." I say, "I'm fine."

"Ok." She quietly says, "Good luck. It'll be over before you know it."

Dad gives me one last hug and walks out the door.

"Your folks seem pretty nice." My room mate says behind me making me jump.

"They are." I say surprised.

"What's your name? I'm Christina by the way."

"Beatrice..." I feel that name is too long and soft for this place, "But you can call me Tris."

"Well Tris," Christina says getting up, "It was nice to meet you."

I look around towards her side of her room which is practically finished. It already has posters, decorations, bed sheets- it's almost as if she grew up here.

"I like what you did with your side of the room."

"Thanks," She says then pauses, "Do you need help unpacking?"

"No." I say looking back, "No thanks."

"Well, tonight I'm going to a friend's house." She says, "Your more than welcome if you want to come. There will be food I bet."

"No thanks. I'll just look around campus for a bit afterunpacking."

"Okay, but if you need anything, just call me." She says handing me her number.

"Thanks." I say grabbing the piece of paper, stuffing it into my pocket.

"And I'll be going..." She says, leaving the room.

I watch her leave and close the door. I go back to all the boxes and the suitcase I packed which I now regret bringing so much. Moments Later, I somehow motivated myself to start dumping out my suitcase into my closet, unpack the boxes, and completing my side of the room.

By the time I have finished, Christina comes walking in with someone,which probably might be her friend that she visited.

"Hey Christina." I greet with a smile.

"Hi," She replies, her friend looking at her as if she was meant to do something.

"Oh!" She says getting a clue, "This is my friend, Will. Will,this is my roommate Tris."

"Nice to meet you." Will says holding out his hand.

I pull out my hand shaking it. Well, more of letting my arm stay loose and dangle, while he shakes it. Once he finishes, I let my arm sit by my side, making sure I don't do something stupid like chew on my nails or play with my fingers.

"So how long have you been going to Divergent High?" Will asks.

"This is actually my first day."

"Really?" Christina comments, "I would've expected you to have been here for a year at least. I guess you'll fit right in."

"Thanks? So how long have you guys been here?"

"Well I've been here for only two years, and Will?"

"Three years." He says.

"Cool."

"Do you need any advice?" Christina asks.

"No thanks."

"Well, I'll give you some anyway." she says while Will laughs to himself, "1) Don't eat anywhere in north campus. It's full of disgusting food that'll probably kill you in one bite. 2)- Wait, you went to a regular high school right?"

"Yes."

"Well, I guess some of the same rules apply, but seriously, don'teat anything in the north campus."

Right then, Will gets a phone call. "I'll get that. I'll be outside if you need me."

"Okay." Christina says.

I sit on my bed, crisscross apple sauced while Christina is sitting on her desk chair on her phone probably on social media like a normal teenager. Meanwhile I tug on my fingers as if they would pop out if I pulled hard enough.

Will walks in with a happy look on his face.

"Christina, Four invited us and the group for dinner at Sharpies. Wanna come?" He says.

"Sure. Is it okay if Tris can tag along too?" She agrees.

"Oh. Um. You don't have to invite me if you don't want to." I Say, "I don't think your friends would want some uninvited guest tobe tagging along."

"Fine, I'll go. But I'm bringing you with me." She says, "Unless You have any plans."

"Fine,I'll come."

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Thank you for reading my first chapter of this book!

Credits to tobiasfetish for making this amazing cover!!