This is my first time posting a FanFiction, but I have written them before! I will try my best, I hope you like it! I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT!

I raced into ChickFilA, Christina at my tail. I touched the door first, leaving her ten yards behind me. I smiled. Christina, my best friend, was not so happy. She made a mock pouty face.

"Tris, that's not fair! You are wearing sneakers!" She complained. I laughed, glancing down at the silver, sparkly flats that were on her feet.

"Yeah, well, I would have beat you anyway," I replied. Even though this was all fun and games, it was true. I had the fastest 50 yard dash in my school. My name was on a plaque in the gym. It read, "Tris Prior, Junior, 50 yard dash record." My time was at the bottom in fancy handwriting. It was one of the only things I was good at. I mean, I sing, but I just write songs for myself. No one has ever heard me sing. Christina begs me to let her hear me, but I always say no. I get so nervous I feel like I'm gonna puke every time.

Christina waves a hand in front of my face. I snap out of my haze of thoughts. She makes a face, but says nothing more. I usher her into the restaurant, but not before she has the chance to mouth "This isn't over." I giggle silently, making my way through the double doors.

A/N This will be my shortest chapter! I just had to start this out. I'm going to make the others much longer, I promise! -Shields face- don't hurt me! (P.S. I am starting on the next chapter in like a few minutes, so...)