A/N: I don't own Divergent or any of the characters.

"Beatrice, are you awake!" Mom shouts from the kitchen. I groan and refuse to open my eyes. I don't want to get up. Today summer is officially over and I have to go to a new high school. Not that I cared about my old school, it was horrible and I will absolutely miss no one from that place. Still, being the new kid is always difficult. Thankfully, I only have two more years of high school left. Maybe I even manage to make a friend or two at this new school. I sigh and look at the time. 7:10 already, crap. I have to be at school by 8. I jump out of bed and take a shower in record time, towel-dry my blonde hair and put it up in a messy ponytail. Looking in the mirror, I see a small, pale girl with blue-gray eyes staring back at me. I sigh. This'll have to do for now, I don't have time to mess with my hair any more. I quickly get dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a tank top, throwing an oversized sweater over it. Running downstairs and into the kitchen, I quickly grab a muffin and run out of the door, yelling "BYE!" to mom with a mouth full of muffin.

I jump in my car and race to school, arriving at 7:50. Great, now I have to find my locker. I stare at the piece of paper in my hand. It has my schedule on it plus some other information, like my locker number. I stare back at the school and sigh. It's a huge building and I am sure to get lost in here sooner or later. As I am about to walk in the school I hear someone shout my name. That's strange, nobody here knows me yet, except… Ugh, my brother. He transferred here last year. I turn around and I see him walking towards me. I hiss at him and he lowers his hand with a confused look on his face. "What's wrong? You haven't even been inside yet, you can't be in that much trouble." He states, glaring at me. "Caleb please, this is a new school and I have the chance to be a new person. I don't want you calling me Beatrice around here, ok? I thought I made that clear last night. My name's Tris now." He sighs and holds his hands up in defeat. "Fine. Fine, Tris. Now would you like me to point you to where you can find your locker or will this 'new you' find it by yourself?" He asks sarcastically. Sarcasm really doesn't suit my brother, dressed as the geek he is. I smirk. "What?" He sneers. "Nothing. Yeah, sure, point me in the direction of my locker, but then leave me alone. I don't want to be known as the new girl who hangs out with her brother and has no friends of her own." I say and hand him my piece of paper. He looks at it for a moment and gives me the directions to my locker. I wave at Caleb and quickly head into the building. Thankfully my locker is not that hard to find, and two minutes later I'm wrestling with the lock to get the damn thing open.

"Hi!" I hear behind me in an extremely happy voice, and I growl. "Having some trouble? Maybe I can help!" The same voice says and I turn around. Standing next to me is a gorgeous girl. She is tall with dark skin, dark brown eyes and black hair. "Uhm... Hi." I mutter. "And yes, I could use some help, I'm not used to these kinds of lockers. At my old school we had a different type of locks." The girl smiles and snatches the piece of paper with the locker code on it out of my hands. Within five seconds she manages to get my locker open. I just stare at her and she giggles. "Hi, my name's Christina, who're you? You must be new here, I haven't seen you around before. Are you a junior like me?" She extends a hand, and after a moments hesitation I shake it. "Hi. I'm Tris and yes twice, I am new and a junior." She squeals and I back off a little. This girl is a lot to take in on a Monday morning. "I knew it! You see, the girl who had this locker before you graduated last year, so I figured I'd meet a new person here. This is my locker." Christina points at the one next to me. Great, that means I have to deal with this bubbly girl each morning. Well, maybe it won't be that bad, I'm sure she's nice if I get to know her. "….Schedule?" She asks, looking at me expectantly. Woaw, I totally zoned out there for a moment. "Sorry, what?" "Can I see your schedule?" "Oh, sure, here you go." I say, handing over my paper. She looks at it and then grabs her own schedule, comparing the two. Then she looks up with a twinkle in her eyes. "We're in some of the same classes! This is going to be so much fun! I'm sure hanging with you will make Math class a lot more interesting. I love getting to know more people! But first we have French." With that remark, Christina drags me off to French class. Well, at least now I don't have to worry about finding the correct classroom. Maybe I can get her to show me around all of school, she seems the kind of person who'd be more than happy to do that. Christina rambles on while we walk to French and I smile. The first class hasn't even started yet and I already made a friend. This school might be good for me after all.

A/N: this is my first fanfiction. I apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes, English isn't my main language but I tried my best. Also, I know next to nothing about American High Schools so I just took what little I know and used it for this story. Please let me know what you think. If people like it, I'll upload the next chapter. Also, props to those of you who figured out what CADEA stands for.