Secretly Famous

New School, New Name

"Beatrice wake up or we're going to be late!" shouts Caleb from the other side of my closed bedroom door.

I groan and roll over trying to resist the urge to fall back asleep. Caleb is only ten months older than me but he acts like he is a few years older. I love him to death but sometimes he can be so annoying. All three of my brothers are very overprotective of me. The oldest is Nick. He graduated from Stanford university two years ago and is now a pro soccer player. James is a senior at Berklee school of music and is the lead singer in a very popular band with his friends. Caleb is a senior in high school and has always been very popular despite being kind of a nerd. But I guess that's just what happens when your mom is a famous actress and model who even has her own clothing line. My dad has some very high ranking, important job in the military. I guess you could say I have a lot to live up to. I never see either of my parents much, so most of the time Caleb and I live by ourselves. We just moved to Chicago two days ago and have a gigantic house. It has an indoor and outdoor pool, a huge backyard with a stone patio, an enormous living room and kitchen, a recording studio in the basement, a library, my room, Caleb's room, Nick and James' room, my parents room, and five spare bedrooms. We even have an elevator that goes to all six floors. I honestly think it is way to big for only two people but mom insisted.

"Hurry or I'm leaving without you!" Caleb yells and I listen to his footsteps as he walks downstairs. As much as I don't want to get up I don't know where the school is so I need to follow Caleb. I slowly stand up and go over to my walk in closet. I decide on something simple for my first day. Black skinny jeans, a red crop top with my black leather jacket and combat boots. I walk into the bathroom and apply a little mascara and lip gloss. I brush my long dirty blonde hair and leave it hanging loose around my shoulders. I swing my book bag over my shoulder and race down the stairs into the kitchen. My bedroom is on the second floor so there is no need to take the elevator. I grab a chocolate chip muffin and the keys to my convertible off the counter and run out to my car. I pull out of the driveway and follow Caleb to Chicago Factions High School.

I pull into the student parking lot and park my car. Then I walk through the entrance to the school and up to the office to begin my first day at my new school. When I walk into the office there is a woman with black hair that has pink streaks in it staring at a computer screen.

"Hi, I'm new here and I was wondering if you could tell me where to get my class schedule, " I say.

She looks up from her computer and smiles at me and says,"I'm Tori."

Then she gets up and walks over to a file cabinet behind her. "What did you say your name was again?" she asks.

"I didn't. But my name is Beatrice Prior." I reply. After a minute I say, "You can call me Tris." New school new name right?

"OK then Tris. Here is your class schedule, locker combination and faction," says Tori as she hands me a manila folder.

"What's a faction?" I ask. I wonder if I should have learned more about this school before I came.

"The school is split into five factions. Erudite are the A+ students who excel in science and mathematics. They usually wear blue. Candor are the honest kids who make up most of our student council and class officers and wear white and black clothes. Abnegation wear gray and spend their free time doing community service. Amity are the peaceful students in yellow and red. And last but not least is dauntless the brave. They excel in sports and wear black. I think you are in dauntless," Tori explains.

That makes sense. I was the star runner on the track team and captain of the soccer team at my old school.

I am about to leave when I think of one more favor to ask Tori. "Can you call all of my teachers and tell them not to use my last name and call me Tris?"

I want people to be my friend because they like me not because my parents are famous. Once I know who my true friends are I'll tell them who my parents are.

Tori smiles at me knowingly,"Sure thing!"

"Thanks Tori! See you around!"

Then I leave and head towards my locker. I look at my class schedule to see what classes I have first.

1st period: Mathematics- Mrs. Reyes

2nd period: Science- Mrs. Matthews

3rd period: Music- Ms. Wu

4th period: Spanish- Sra. Martin

Lunch

5th period: History- Mr. Amar

6th period: Gym- Mr. Max

7th period: English- Mrs. Ulna

I put the books I don't need for my first classes in my locker and slam it shut. I realize I don't know how to get to any of my classes so I turn to the girl on my right with a locker next to mine. She has tan skin with shoulder length dark brown hair and is really pretty.

"Hi I'm Tris. I'm new here and I was wondering if you could tell me how to get to Mrs. Reyes' math class please," I tell her politely. I really hope I can make at least one friend today.

"I have that class too! Can I see your schedule?" she asks rather excitedly.

I hand over my schedule and she squeals, "We have all of the same classes! I'm Christina by the way. Come on! I'll introduce you to my friends! I just know we're going to be besties."

With that she grabs my wrist and pulls me to our first class. I guess making friends will be easier than I thought.

That's chapter one! I hope you all liked it. -Maddie
03/21/16