Divergent High

Chapter 1- Tris's POV

"Tris," I hear getting yelled into right ear by my best friend, Christina. "Wake UP!"
I groan and turn over, my arm covering my eyes trying to block out the light. "Why are you doing this to me?" I ask her. I really don't feel like going to school today, but I have to seeing as it's the first day of the school year today.
"It's 8:10, I'll have you know and school starts at twenty past." Chrissy states. My eyes suddenly snap open and I am off the bed in a second. "You totally slept over the alarm. Anyway, I heard that THE Four Eaton is staring in Divergent High." I groan again.
"Not him!" I complain. "He's a total snob and all the girls drool over him. And plus, according to all the girls gossip that's announced annoyingly REALLY loudly in class, he's going out with Lauren!" Lauren ALWAYS tries to make my life as miserable as possible, along with Peter and his group of assholes- mainly Molly and Drew, and she thinks everyone is a bitch but herself. Christina sighs and shakes her head slowly, she has helped me through high school and knows how horrible she can be.
"Look, just ignore her, it will be easy coz she's gonna be killing other girls for getting in a 10 mile radius of her 'amazingly hot' famous actor asshole boyfriend." I can't help but to laugh, that's one of the perks of being friends with Chrissy, you're always laughing at jokes she cracks, the strangest one she ever said was a TFIOS joke, we all laughed so hard even Uriah and Zeke were crying.
"Yeah," I say eventually, after out laughter finally died down.
I go to the wardrobe on the far end of the room and choose my clothes. I like black and wear it all the time, but I'm not a goth. Is that even possible? I really don't care. I pick out a black crop top and a dark red tank top, black skinny jeans and my black converse and I throw on an oversized black hoodie. I put on a touch of eyeliner and mascara, just to make my best friend happy. After that, I sprint downstairs into the kitchen and grab a cereal bar as we only have 5 minutes to get to school. Good thing the school is only a two minute drive from here.
I find a note attached to the fridge from my brother, Caleb. It says that mom and dad went to Washington D.C for some job meeting and that they'll be back in a month, in late October or early November and that he set off to school early.
I love my brother and all, but he's such a geek, and he's always hanging around his girlfriend, Susan, who was my best friend before Chrissy, and sucking her face off. Under the note there is a pile of money marked to have $3,000 in it. I take the money and stare at it. I forgot to mention our family is dirty rich.
"C'mon!" Chrissy yells from outside, bringing me out of my trance. I shoot out of the door and slam it shut, and we both pile into my cherry red Ferrari- that I received for my 16th birthday- instead of taking my mom's crappy Fiat 500.
We came bursting into the school, rush to our lockers and pack for our morning lessons:
English- Ms. Reyes (boring subject but she makes it fun, and she's the headmistress here.)
PE: Coach Amar (he's the best coach I've ever had, just minus the treadmill and push-ups.)
Art- Ms. Wu. (WEEEEEE!!!! She always lets is do fun stuff.)
Drama- Ms. Wu. (Yeah! Double the awesomeness.)

I head to English with Chrissy when Ms. Wright, the receptionist and deputy head, came up to us.
"Tris, come with me please." She says, putting a hand in my shoulder. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. I just need you to help with the new kid."
Christina looks at me with a worried look, we both know she's talking about Four. She mouthes 'good luck' to me and sets off to English, leaving me to face my worst nightmare. The girls will probably drag him away from me when we get into class anyway, so I'm good.
Ms. Wright accompanies me to Ms. Reyes's office and literally shoves me inside. The head teacher was talking to a dark haired boy whose back faces me, he must be Four. And it must be his natural color as well, as I've only ever seen him with dyed blonde hair on the magazine covers that Lauren flashes in our faces while boasting.
"Ah, you're here, Tris." Says Ms. Reyes, looking at me over Four's head. "Sit." She gestures to the seat next to Four.
I sigh and take the seat next to Four, it was really uncomfortable and awkward, and I couldn't wait to get out of here and away from Four.
"Ms. Prior, today you will be helping Mr. Eaton get around school, I've given you the same schedules and you will be sitting together in every class."
I curse under my breath, luckily Ms. Reyes didn't hear it. Then I zone out for the rest of the meeting whole out head teacher explains little details of school life, sports clubs and after-school activities to Four.
"Tris-" I hear my name being called by the head teacher and I bolt up straight. "You should now make your way up to the sports hall, or you will be late for your lesson." I nod.
I'm happy that we have sports, we're doing my favourite sport this year, swimming! I stand up, and Four does too, and start to make my way to the lockers.
"Do you have your Phys Ed kit?" I ask him. He nods and makes his way to his locker, which is on the other side of mine.
"Swimming, right?" He asks me. I roll my eyes and sigh in reply. I think he got the picture as he grabbed swimming trunks and shoved them into his kit.
I enter the combination code into my locker and grab my Phys Ed kit. I slam the door shut and I signal Four to follow me. We make our way to the changing rooms. Four pulls his hood up so he wasn't going to be recognised and makes his way to the guy's changing room, he flashes me a smile before heading in. I smile to myself and think, maybe he isn't so bad. Wait- what? No, I CAN'T like him! I tell my consciousness to shut up. I shove my way into the girls changing rooms and barge around till I find a big enough space to put me bag down in. I get changed into my jet black swimming costume, careful not to show the scars that my father made when he used to abuse me.
I headed to the swimming pool in the spots hall, trying to avoid Peter and his minions. But just my luck. They saw me from across the hall.
"Scandalous, the Stiff is flashing some skin!" Peter yells and some people laugh. I blush with rage as I look away, Peter has been calling me that since we broke up a year and a half ago because I refused to do... That.
Just then, Four walks in and I find myself staring at him. He looks amazing. No, amazing doesn't begin to cover it. I smile, then mentally facepalm myself.
I walk over to the diving board as the coach tells me to.
"Now Tris, the swimming star here at Divergent High, will demonstrate a perfect lap of the pool with a dive-in." Coach yells.
My eyes find Four's just before Coach blew the starting whistle.
I dive.