Divergent High School~~ FOURTRIS

Chapter 2

A/N::

      Hey guys, okay so like I haven't updated this because you know, there are like only two people reading this.. anyways I guess I'll update now.. I guess..

Tris' POV:

I just realized, I want to be Dauntless. I want to be more free. More courageous. I want to recreate myself. In a new place. With new friends. Not be who my parents wanted me to be, be who I wanted to be. Dauntless. These people, are who I want to be. I want to be Dauntless. I will  be Dauntless.

        ~~~ TIME LAPSE~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dang it!

I was walking in the hallway before the bell rang. I was going over to the Dauntless to ask them about joi- No. I was going over there to tell  them I was joining Dauntless. After all, that's what Dauntless is about.. right? Having courage? Anyways, on my way over there I ran into someone. A tall skinny girl. She had dark skin and even darker hair. I don't know how we ran into each other. We were walking the same way. But that doesn't matter. All I know is that the girl I ran into, is now sitting on the floor laughing while covering her face.

"Oh my god!" I said, "I am so freaking sorry! I wasn't looking! Here let me help you up!" I crouched down so we were at the same level.

"Oh no, no. I don't need help." the girl started, "I just.." she laughed again, this time uncovering her beautiful eyes, "I can't stop laughing!"

"I.. I can see that.." I say while staying to chuckle nervously.

She stands up and so do I. All of a sudden she stops laughing and stares at me.

"Wait, who are you? I don't think I've ever seen you.. You seem like you aren't all here. Are you sick? Do you feel good? Your eyes are dark. You didn't sleep well. I can tell."

Just then I notice that she is wearing a classic Candor outfit. Black skinny jeans, white tank top with a patch of lace at the chest, and black flats. She also had make up on. Something I'm not used to, since I haven't met any Abnegation that wear make up.. She had on a cream colored eyeshadow with thick, winged eyeliner. She was beautiful. Not in the conventional way, but in her own odd way.

She was now starting at me with an expecting look on her face. Oh.. she was talking to me. She waiting for an answer.

"Wait, what?" I ask while blushing.