Heyy guys! Here is my first Divergent fanfic! I love Divergent and Modern Days so here is one! I thought that Highschool was over used and I'm not in highschool so I don't know exactly how it works, so I did a Middle School one. I am in the 8th grade, well I will be going into the 8th grade in September. So yeah here is the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I am in Middle school, Veronica Roth is not. Therefore I don't own Divergent if I did Will wouldn't have died, I also do not own any song I mention in this story.

Factions Middle School is different than what I thought it would be. I didn't think it would be so segregated by the factions. I find myself wishing that I would have gone to elementary school here, then maybe I would have known some of the kids that go here. Then I could join up a faction with my friends, factions are like your class, you have the same teachers with your faction and the same courses. My brother, Caleb, will choose Erudite, he told me last night in private because he knows our parents want us to be in Abnegation. The selfless. They were Abnegation when they went here. I don't know what I'm going to choose, I am smart so I could go Erudite, but I am also Athletic and outgoing like the Dauntless, and my parents want me to be Abnegation so I feel obligated to be with them. normally kids choose their faction in the 6th grade, but Caleb and I are new so we get to pick this year in the 8th grade.

Caleb and I wonder around looking for the office so we can go pick our factions. After a few minutes we find it, more like Caleb finds it.

On the floor by the office are symbols in the tile, the faction signs. My favorite symbols are the Erudite staring eye and the Dauntless flames, it makes me think about the choice I will have to make in a few moments. Caleb and I walk into the main office door and a woman greets us with a smile.

"How can I help you two?" she asks sweetly.

"We're here to pick our factions and get our classes." Caleb speaks up.

"Alrighty. Hang on one second." she walks over and goes over to a file cabinet, she rummages through, and eventually pulls two packets. She walks over and hands one to each of us, "Here you are. Fill those out and then I will find someone for you to shadow for the day; tomorrow we will get you your permanent classes."

Huh, guess they have to put us in the rooster still. Caleb hands me a pen from his bag. I nod in thanks and sit down in one of the chairs in the small waiting area. I take the cap off the pen and begin filling out the packet. The packet asks all sorts of questions like how smart I am and what faction I am joining and why I belong in this faction. It also asks my full name and date of birth, etc. etc.

I hear a door click and a tall boy with short dark hair steps out from what must be the principles office. He looks quite frightened if you ask me. I can't believe someone was already sent to the principles office, what has it been 10 minutes into the first day? He must have done something really bad to be in there this early in the year. The front desk lady begins writing him a pass to class, and it feels like he's looking at me, I look up and of course he is. He has enchanting dark blue eyes, he smiles slightly at me. When he sees me looking back at him he smiles even more. I feel the heat rush to my cheeks and I quickly try to hide it, the boy tries to stifle a laugh when I attempt to hide it. He is Dauntless by the looks of it, dark navy blue Hollister v-neck, dark wash good-fitting jeans, and a pair of black chucks. He smiles at me once more as he walks out the door.

I finsh up the paperwork and hand it to the lady who has helped us, she looks it over. She nods and scrolls through a thing on the computer, she then dials a number on the phone and someone quickly answers it, "Hi can you please send Marlen Armstrong down to the office please? Thank you." SHe smiles at me once she hangs up the phone, "Your shadow, or helper for that matter, will be here shortly." I go over and wait in the same chair I filled out the packet in. I wait a few minutes and soon a girl who looks my age and Dauntless comes down, the lady talks to her, hands her a sheet of paper and a little box of something. Then the girl happily walks over to me, she has a little bounce in her step.

"Hi! I Marlene, your Beatrice right?" She asks me with a bright smile that could brighten just about anyones day, even Caleb's.

I think about it for a second, I don't want to be called that anymore, I don't want to be known as boring old Beatrice, "I perfer...Tris, actually." Tris, I like the sound of it and it came from my tongue so easily. Caleb shoots me look when I say that, but I shrug it off.

"Oh! Okay, I'll call you Tris then." she laughs slightly, "Mkay, well let's get to class."

On the way we stop by a locker where she hands me the sheet of paper and the box which apparently hold a lock, the combination is simple and easy, 7-27-7. Easy to remember since it rhymes and repeats. She tells me that Dauntless in 7th grade have lunch 3rd hour with the Erudite in the 7th grade. We then go to History where the teacher is awesome, he's not strict and we will mainly talk about current events and watch the news. We then go to math where the teacher, Tori, says we will make videos about math instead of learning lessons. We watched YouTube videos the whole time. I can tell that this year is going to be great considering how awesome the teachers are.

Marlene shows me the caffiteria and on the sheet she gave me earlier was my lunch code, so we buy lunch and then go sit by her friends. A girl who was sitting near me and Marlene was sitting ther along with a few others.

"Tris this is, Christina, Lynn, and Shauna." They all nod and say hey or hi. They were all sitting on one side of the table, which I find very odd.

They all talk and soon some boys fill up the other side of the table, well now I know why they were sitting like that.

A boy sitting across from Marlene looks at me and then Marlene, "Who's your friend, Marlene."

She looks at me, "Oh guys this is Tris."

The boy who spoke earlier smiles warmly at me, "Hey, Tris. I'm Uriah, this is Al," The one farthest away ,"Will" the one across Christina ,"Zeke" across from Shauna ,"And Four."

I look up at the guy across from me, it's the cute boy from earlier, I smile at him and then look back over at Uriah, "Nice to meet you guys."

Four cocks his head at me, "Tris, odd name don't you think?"

"Coming from a guy named Four." I add.

"Touche." he smiles at me again.

We all talk for a few minutes and then a girl plops herself down next to Four, "Hey, Four!" she says in an annoying girly voice, "How was your summer?" she flits her eyelashes and leans over the table to show off what she calls a chest.

I should have known he'd have a girlfriend! I am so dumb, earlier when he smiled at me I thought that maybe he thought I was pretty or something, I guess not.

"What do you want, Lauren?" FOur snaps coldly at her. Wow, I guess they aren't dating.

"I just want to talk want to talk," she puts a hand on his arm, "I really need to speak with you, Four, it's important."

"Not. A. Chance." he spits out like venom.

"B-but Four.." her lip begins to wobble..

"I told you last year, Lauren, I am not going to date you. I don't like you. No matter how many times you beg I am not going to." she looks like she is about to cry, "Go away now, please." Four adds and she runs off to her friends and probably starts to cry.

I don't pay attention for a few minutes and then I hear Zeke say to me, "See, Tris, my brother is a complete blockhead."

Uriah looks appalled, "I am not!"

Four and Zeke both look at him, "Yeah, you are." the say in unison.

Marlene frowns ,"He is not, you guys leave him alone."

"Marlene stop defending him. We all know why you do it." Zeke smirks, Four stifles a laugh.

"Shut up!" Marlene and Uriah both yell at all of us. They both sit there angrily, blushing like crazy.

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket, I pull it out and see that my mom texted me.

Tris and Caleb, we r having dinner with dad and i's old highschool friend and his son. When you get home get ready, be ready by 5! Love ya! ~Mom

Great a boring Abnegation guy, and where going out to a nice dinner this is going to be so freaking boring.

The rest of lunch and the whole day flies by. I find out that I have 2 gym classes a day, and no music or art classes, which is nice, I have endurance and regular gym.

I go home and take a shower and then blow dry my hair, i leave it down in it's natraul waves for now. I go into my full closet and pick out one of my nicest dresses. It's black and strapless and it goes to right above my thight, it has a blet that goes around my waist the has a bow on the back that sits above the small of my back. I'm glad I can surport my dress, some girls my age can't surport anything strapless. I go and sit at my vanity which I also use as a desk and pull out my make up from one of my droors. I put a light charcoal gray eyeline on around the rim of my lid. I add a copperish goldish shiny eyeshadow along just the lid, then I take a peachy light tanish gold color and put it between my eyebrow and my lid and it looks quite good. I put on some red lipstick and a clear lipgloss over it. I take ot some bun pins and put my hair up in a nice neat bun. It looks good in my opinion. I look at the clock and I have about 20 minutes, so I turn on my radio and lay on my bed and text Christina and Marlene, who's numbers I happened to get before school got out, until it was almost time to go.

I go down into the shoe closet and pick out a pair of gold metallic flats witha gold bow on top and slip them on. I see Caleb struggling with his tie, "Oh Caleb let me help you with that." I smile and tie it for him.

"Thanks...Tris." He smiles, calling me the name he heard earlier.

I smile wholeheartedly at him, "Thanks for calling me that. So how was Erudite?" I ask.

"Great! We don't have gym or music classes or even art! It's all academics. The teachers are strict, yet very helpful. What about-" he is interrupted by Mom and Dad coming down the stairs.

Dad smiles at us, "So what factions are you guys in?"

"Dauntless." I say bravely with a smirk.

"And you Caleb?" Dad asks with a nervous smile.

"Erudite." he says quietly.

Dad looks crushed, pissed, and sad all at once, and it scares me, "Let's just go..." Dad says and walks to the car without another word. We sit in silence through about half of the car ride until Dad breaks the silence, "Why did you both have to pick the 2 worst factions?" he asks through gritted teeth.

"Because we are not Abnegation. We are our own people, Dad! You see, Caleb, he is an amazing student and a wonderful kid and he needs to be Erudite, he has a hunger for information and to be smart. And you know he deserves to be who he is and who he wants to be and not some person you are trying to make him be. You can't make us into something we're not you know? We're not something you can change, I don't care what you say, Caleb and I, we made the right decision for the both of us and you can't change that. And I know it kills you inside that you couldn't choose for us." I snap.

"Tris, is right Dad." Caleb adds on.

"Tris? Your name is Tris now?" Dad is practically yelling, "Dauntless and Erudite are changing you too much! Dauntless are crazy little delinquents and don't even get me started on the Erudite!"

"Yeah, Dad, Tris suits her more. Beatrice was boring, and Tris, Tris is a new exciting amazing person who I am lucky to me the brother of." Caleb stands up for me.

Dad clenches his jaw and finally shuts up, we all sit in a tense silence until we reach the restraunt. I open up the door and quickly burst out of the car, I storm up to the resturaunt and my family follows suit. Dad reaches the inside and sees to guys turned around, "Marcus?" he asks loudly so they can hear him for sure.

The two guys turn around, "Andrew!" the older one exclaims. I look at the boy standing next to him, it's Four. Crap. My night just keeps getting better and better.

My dad looks at Caleb and I, "This is Marcus Eaton, he's the principal of your school," well that explains why Four was in there earlier today, "and this is his son...?"

"Tobias." Marcus says firmly, "And your kids names are?"

"Beatrice and Caleb." he replies and I shoot daggers at him with my eyes.

"Well the table is all set, shall we go in?" Marcus asks.

"We shall." my mother answers quietly, she hasn't said anything all night, it's really strange.

We all file in and sit down, I end up on the end, Caleb next to me, Four across from me.

Marcus looks at Dad, "So what factions did your kids choose?"

Dad answers honestly, and Marcus and my father start talking badly about me right in front of me, the call me weak and stupid and foul, foul things. Eventually I can't take it, "Shut up!" I say loudly, "Shut up! I am not any of those things so shut up!"

"Excuse me, little girl?" Marcus says harshly, "What I said was the truth, and I can say whatever I want so shut your mouth, little weak girl."

I look at my mother and say, "I need some air," I could feel the tears begining to form in my eyes as I sat down on a bench outside the restraunt.

After a few minutes, I feel a hand on my back, I presume that it's Caleb, "Are you okay, Tris?" a voice that's not Caleb's asks.

I look up to see Four, "Yeah." I lie.

"You don't look like it. Sorry for my dad, he's an ass." he says calmingly, he rubs circles in my back with his hands to help calm me down.

I let a few more tears slip down my cheeks and FOur gently wipes them off, I begin to think again about what they said and a few tears becomes a stream.

"Oh Tris, Please don't cry, please don't..." Four sits down on the bench and gathers me into his arm, I wrap my arms around him, and my body is wracked with sobs. A noise comes from the back of my throat and I can't stop from letting it out in my deranged state. Four murmurs calming things in my ear to help me calm down, and eventually I do calm down. Four looks at me, "Do you wanna go back in there or stay out here?"

"I wanna stay here," I say instantly not wanting to go back in there with my dumb ass dad and that nasty Marcus.

"Alright, I'll stay here too. What do you want to do out here, Trissy?"

"First of all, did you just cal me Trissy? And secondly, I have my phone so we can listen to some music, I have quite a bit actually."

"Yes I did call you Trissy" he smiles cheekily at me, "And play some music. I love music. I like music that people wouldn't expect me to like."

I smile and unlock my phone, I go to my Ipod app. I turn on my favorite playlist, it's country. And what can I say I just moved here from Gatlin North Carolina, so I am a country girl. One of my favorite songs comes on, Barefoot Blue Jean Night. Four smiles and stands up and holds a hand out to me.

"Come on." he nags.

"Come on what?" I ask with a slight laugh.

"This is a good song, so we gotta dance to it!" he smiles brightly at me.

"Fine." I smile and grab my hand and he pulls me up.

"Now take off your shoes." he instructs me.

"Why? Wha-" he interrupts me.

"The song isn't Shoes On Blue Jean Night, is it Trissy?"

I smile, "No it's not." I oblige and pull of my flats and put them next to my phone, and Four pulls of his dress shoes and socks.

Four walks over to me and pulls the pins out of my hair, my bun falls out and my natural waves fall down my back and shoulders, "Now your ready." Four whispers in my ear. I smile softly, and he grabs my hands. He moves me forward and back, and twirls me around. It's a quick fast paced dance, it just makes me laugh and smile. And Four is a good dancer. The song is quickly over, because we were having fun. Then, Dirt Road Anthem, comes on, so we dance to that song to. And then we dance to, Rain is a Good Thing, then Highway Don't care, The One That Got Away, Storm Warning, Knee Deep, Chicken Fried, Toes, and Chicken Fried. Then I am to tried to keep dancing.

"That was so fun!" I exclaim with a wide smile.

"It was. See, Trissy, dancing is fun, especially barefoot." he smiles.

"Yeah ,but look." I lift my foot up and it's black on the bottom.

He laughs and shows me his foot, it's black on the bottom too, I laugh along with him. Ugh his laugh, it's so cute. Tris stop it!

"What should we do now, Trissy?" Four asks.

"Oooh! We can take a picture from instagram!"

"Your so cutely funny, Trissy. But sure lets take a picture." he laughs.

"Yay!" I smile at him, "I'm taking a picture of you!" He laughs and while he's laughing I snap a picture of him. It turns out really good. I caption it, Hanging out with my bestie, I wanna tag Four but I don't know his Instagram username, "What's your Instagram name?" I ask.

"FreeFour_44."

"Mkay. I'm gona follow you." I tell him. I post the picture just as our families come out of the restraunt, "Oh, what's your number." he quickly tells me it, then his dad comes behind him.

"Let's go, Tobias."

My dad is already far ahead of me, "Let's go, Beatrice!"

"Bye, Four!" I yell ove my shoulder as I run to catch up with my dad.

Phew! First chapter done! It's kinda long for me...but yay it's long! I know the charcters are off like her dad and parents are going to be way off but that's the way I want it, and I what it different so that's how it's going to be,! So you guys may think that Tris was crying over nothing and I know, I know Tris doesn't cry much, but when your 13 you cry over absoultely nothing! I would know! If my dad was mean to me, fist of all I have anger problems so most people wouldn't do that but I would yell at him until I couldn't anymore because I would be sobbing and I would try to yell betweeen sobs, so if anything Tris undereacts to what happened! So I am eating mint and chocolate icecream and popccorn, while watching an all day marthon of Girl Code, yeah I'm having a lot of emotional problems right know, so yeah that may reflect in my writing and I am sorry if that happens! It's probably bad if that happens, so tell me if it is! Also tell me, honestly, good or bad, should I continue? Please review it will make my day, my crap lousy emotional junk food full, Girl Code day, review because I'm a wreck right now! So do it!