ALL RIGHTS TO VERONICA ROTH:
My name is Beatrice Prior. I prefer Tris. I have been going to Divergent high since Freshman year. Since then I have made friends, and I have made enemies. I am sad to say that most of them are enemies. Although I don't like who I am, or who I've become over the years, I know this. We can mended. We mend each other. I have a theory that if I could be mended enough, I could change. I could drop the tough girl act and accomplish something. Until then, I will grab my leather jacket. I put on black and white tribal print leggings, gray vans, a white shirt that reads 'No One Cares' on it, my black leather jacket, and my sunglasses. I pull my hair up into a messy high bun as usual and go downstairs. My house isn't huge, it's just a little bit bigger than average. I grab and apple and walk out of the kitchen. Before I am halfway out my mom opens her mouth.
"Beatrice! Sit down at the table you have five minutes!" I turn around and see my mom, my dad, Caleb, and it. By it I mean my fricken retarded sister. Her name is Emma. She's the most popular girl in school. I am a girl in school just like everyone else. As you can see we don't get along. I beat her up last year. That was an up side of being me. I stare right at them. I think how I should reply. I have one year until college, that's only one year of grounding. Something tells me not to do it. But something, something stronger, tells me to do it. So I continue walking and stick my middle finger up. I hear gasps as I walk out the door.
I get into my car. It's just a black, regular car. On the other hand, Emma gets a pink Ferrari. I mean I hate pink, but I wouldn't mind having a Ferrari! I drive off to school and when I get there, I throw my apple core away. I go to the office and receive my schedule. Divergent high is huge. The hallways have street signs with names for them. My favorite hallway is the one with the theater, it's called Broadway. I sit on a bench in the main hallway which is actually called Main Street, and read it over.
Beatrice Prior
Senior Year
Schedule
1- language arts, Mr. Micals, rm. 805- 1 hour
2- Science, Miss Nita, rm. 304- 1 hour
3- health, Mrs. Wu, rm. 402- 1 hour
4- math, Mr. Fernando, rm. 786- 1 hour
5- lunch- 30 minutes
6- physical education, Mr. Amar, gymnasium, floor 4- 1 hour
7- Faction history, Mrs. Wu. Rm. 402- 1 hour
8- study hall, Mr. Kang, rm. 117- 30 minutes
9- theatre, Mrs. Reyes, Theatre - 1 hour
Thank you for attending Divergent High. To all a great school year.
-your loving principal,
Mrs. Jeanine Matthews
I am greeted by my crazy friends who punch my shoulders.
"Tris!"
"Aye girl!"
"Wassup!"
I hear all around me. It's my friends, Christina, Marlene, Drew, Will, Lynn, Shauna, Zeke, and Uriah.
"Hey guys!" I stand up and fist bump them.
"Nice sunglasses," Edward says taking them off of me and putting them on. I playfully punch him and take them back. He smiles at me. I blush.
We compare schedules and we all have language arts together so we walk together. I walk into language arts class and I'm surprised to see assigned seats. Are we ten?
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