Chapter 1

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Tris POV
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!

"BEATRICE PRIOR I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"Yep this is what I have been waking up to for the past 11 years. I slowly make my way out of bed to see my adopted father at my door.
"Y-yes sir?" I say, while mentally cursing my stutter. "WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG I AM HUNGRY! I TOLD YOU TO GET UP EARLY TO MAKE MY BREAKFAST!" He yelled so loud that it's a miracle my eardrums didn't burst. "I'm very sorry sir I'll get right on it.". "Yeah I know you will or you know what the consequences will be, rrriiiggghhhttt." " Yes I do sir I'll go make breakfast now.". UGGHH I hate my life I hate how he always beats me for no reason I hate that all of my family died, I hate being bullied, and of course I hate myself I'm so small and skinny no wonder everyone picks on me! It's not like I can defend myself.
TIME LAPSE TO AFTER BREAKFAST
After I finish cleaning the dishes and putting everything away I look at the clock. " 7:30?!?!GREAT NOW IM GONNA BE LATE!" Wow great way to make a first impression at a new school. I run upstairs as fast as I can by the time I get to my room I am completely out of breath, we have a huge house yet I still end up in the smallest room. I run into my tiny closet and pick out a black tank top, black leather jacket, and ripped dark grey jeans. As far has hair and makeup I put some mascara on and put my hair in a bun. I grab my bag and run down stairs as soon as I get to the door I realize I FORGOT SHOES! I run back up, and put on my red converses.
By the time I get to school first period had already started. "UGH come on, one break please." When I finally find the offices when I open the doors there is a lady probably in her late thirty's waiting at a desk. " Hi hun! My names Tori I'm the receptionist today but usually I'm the art teacher anyway how can I help you!" "Hi I'm Tris Prior I'm new and I was wondering where to go." " Oh right, yes, here is your schedule and locker number" " Great thanks!" Wow that women is a really happy person. I'm looking down at the paper she gave me:
Locker #: 466
Schedule:
1: ELA
2: Math
3: Science
4: Gym (mon, wed, fri) Home Ec ( Tues, Thurs)
5: Lunch
6: Free Period
7: Social Studies

All in all a pretty good schedule. Then of corse I bump into someone. " Oh gosh I'm so sorry!" I say to the boy. I found that I never look in to peoples eyes especially guys ever am since I was adopted. "It's fine" is all he says the he just walks away. Huh that was weird. I don't dwell on it for long I just get up and go on to my first well second class.

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