Chicago State University - A Divergent Story. [EDITING]

Chapter 1 - Chicago State

Hello fellow Wattpad readers/writers,

This is a new fanfiction I am writing, my first actually. I have wanted to write fanfiction for a while now, and have finally plucked up the courage to do so. I am using Veronica Roth's characters from her books Divergentk, Insurgent and Allegiant, but completely changing the plot line and what not. I do hope you enjoy this story and the characters. I thank you for joining me on my Wattpad journey.

- Chlo x

twitter: @chloereadsbooks

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Mornings, Tris believed they were devil's spawn. Most mornings - she could deal with, yes. But today of all days was a morning she just couldn't face.

She lay in her bed, wrapped between the sheets. Her hair resembled a lions mane, spread across her pillows. She stared at her ceiling and counted to three in her head.

"Beatrice, get out of bed or we won't be at your new school in time!" Natalie Prior, Tris' mother, shouted from the bottom of the stairs, her voice muffled through various walls and doors.

Tris rolled her eyes and groaned. Her bed was her life, the only part of her life that wasn't packed in boxes or had been shipped away to the other side of the country. It was the last part left of her old life, her new one beginning rather shortly.

"Beatrice, I mean it!" Shouted Natalie.

She scrunched up her hands and rubbed her eyes. After a long yawn, Tris leapt up, flicking messy blonde hair out of her eyes. She stumbed across her room, banging her hips and stubbing her toes on various pieces of furniture in her bedroom. That was one thing she would definitely not miss.

Tris padded across her room to her bathroom. She flicked on the lights, shying away from her mirror. She scrambled herself into the shower, letting the hot water droplets fall on to her body.

She showered rather quickly, or quickly for her, Tris smirked. She dresses plainly, grabbing a bag and a book to go in it. She stepped down the stairs of her house, the carpet underneath her feet felt soft. Her family had gathered in their dining room, the three of them sat around the black living room table.

The high arched windows let the morning sun shine into their house. Tris smiled, she'd miss this.

She sat down next to her brother, Caleb. Her mother had already set down her plate and mug of tea in front of her.

"Thanks." She murmured, and her mother nodded. She spooned the strawberry yoghurt and fruit up quickly, and cringed at the tartiness of it.

Her brother giggled.

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Tris sat in her fathers' car, sharing the back row of seats with her twin brother, who was older by only three minutes, Caleb. Caleb was tall, unlike Tris, and rather muscular even though he wasn't particularily athletic. He read twice as many books as Tris, and was smarter than her by a mile. He got all the good genes, while Tris was stuck with clumsiness, average grades and average looks. But she was blessed with extremely quick wit and an endless amount of sarcastic comments, although most of the time they didn't help her out at all.

"Beatrice, Caleb, are you excited for Chicago State? It is said to be the best boarding school in the whole of Chicago!" Andrew, Tris' dad, explained proudly.

"Yes, father, I am!" Caleb said as the corners of his mouth turned up.

"I still don't see why we have to leave Washington. The schools here are great too." Tris moaned.

"Yes they are, but your father and I both went to Chicago State, so that means you are too!" Said Natalie.

Tris opened her mouth to argue, but her mother cut her off. "I'm not having this discussion again, Beatrice."

"What discussion, Mom?" Tris asked. She knew she would never win, but it was worth a shot, at least Tris thought so anyway.

"About how mean we are for sending you away, and how careless we are, as parents, for sending our two and only children across the country to live alone." Natalie mimicked Tris' voice and made speech marks with her hands whilst she spoke.

Tris cursed quietly under her breath, quiet enough that her mother didn't hear, but loud enough that Caleb did.

"That was rude Bea," Caleb said.

Tris was astonished. Caleb hadn't called her Bea since they were tiny, barely five years old. Now, them both being sixteen, it was strange and oddly comforting for Tris. She didn't say anything back, to him though. She put her headphones in, blasting Oasis and The Killers, and picked up her old, beaten up copy of A Tale Of Two Cities, an old classic.

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Tris closed her book and unplugged her earphones. Listening to music for too long gave her ear ache, and reading for too long gave her eye ache. She really had no luck. First, she was moving school, heck, moving state all for her parents who insisted on sending her there. True, she felt like she didn't really fit in at her old school but at least Washington felt like home. Chicago was so alien to her.

Maybe when she left Chicago State she could move back to Washington. But maybe everything would change in the years she spent at school. Maybe Chicago would become home. No, Tris thought. Washington was her happy place and it always would be.

"Tris?" Caleb whispered.

Tris turned her head to look at her brother. He had fallen asleep the second the car started, his dark blonde hair was ruffled and he sat in a slouch. "Yeah?"

"Are you .... Scared?" Was he being real or trying to annoy her?

"No," Tris thought about it. "I'm terrified, sad, anxious and angry all at the same time."

"You've always been the emotional type." Caleb smirked.

They fell silent. Tris looked out the window, then looked back at her twin. "Caleb?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you scared?" Tris asked, her voice oddly quiet.

"A little, but I guess that's good, right?" Caleb shrugged.

It was a rhetorical question, Tris knew, but it got her thinking. Maybe it was good to feel so scared, or angry or anxious. Her life started now. Tris sighed, picking up her book again, but leaving her headphones at her side.

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