Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent! This is just a fanfic, but the story is much different from the book series. I am more so just borrowing the characters.

This is present day, no factions, no war, etc. It just follows the fun and adventurous life of Tris and her everyday life. Mostly revolving around love and friendship. Eventually lots of Tris and Four fluff, but not right away. They're going to be friends first. There may end up being a little drama along the way, but nothing too ridiculous.

Mostly from Tris' POV, but will likely switch it up a bit later on.

This is my first fanfic ever and I've never really written any type of story before, except for what was required in school. So feel free to give me feedback to let me know what you think!

Also, this first chapter is a long one, but wanted to give you a bit of a background story of Tris and get her to her new destination!

Tris is 20 years old and works as a waitress in a small café in Chicago. She has been mourning the loss of her parents who passed away in a car accident 6 months ago. However, she is tired of being depressed and sulking around. Over the past few weeks, she has finally come to accept the fact that her parents are gone, and instead, tries to just remember the good times they shared. Although she misses them terribly, she knows that's what they would have wanted. To remember the good times and not dwell on the fact that they're no longer around. So she decided to take her parents advice to 'be brave, keep moving forward'. Her parents always encouraged that throughout her life. It helped with her typical struggles throughout childhood, especially through her teenage years where she had a hard time making friends in high school. Mainly because since she was so shy.

So since she felt like she wasn't 'moving forward' where she currently was and was ready to start the next chapter of her life, she decided she needed to make a major change. After much thought , she decided that she would be best to pack up everything and move away from her home in Chicago. After all, she had no family left there now. She has always been pretty close to her older brother Caleb, but he went to Stanford University in California, so although they sometimes saw each other during holidays, she usually relied on staying in touch with him by phone or email. Her few close friends moved away to different colleges after graduating high school, including her best friend Christina who moved to Portland, Oregon last year to attend Portland State University.

When Christina flew to Chicago to attend her parent's funeral, she had mentioned that if Tris ever wanted to move to Portland too, she could take over the other room at the house she rented, since her roommate was moving out in a couple months. When Christina had mentioned this the week of the funeral, the thought of it sounded a bit tempting, but she wasn't ready to leave her hometown quite yet. But now 6 months later, she has decided that she would go for it. After all, if it didn't work out, she could always move back, right? She wasn't exactly sure what her plan would be once she got there. She didn't have a job lined up and wasn't sure if she wanted to enroll in school there to finish getting her degree. But either way, she but she couldn't help but get excited about it all and decided to be brave and take a leap. So she gave her resignation notice at the café, she sold her car and furniture, and made the arrangements with Christina, who thankfully still had the room available. Two weeks later, she had her stuff packed up and she was on a plane to Portland.

-Tris POV-

After anxiously waiting at the baggage claim, I finally grab my 2 suitcases and make my way through the front doors to the pick-up area outside the front of the airport. I wrap my scarf around my neck a bit tighter since it's a bit cold and rainy out. I grab out my cell phone to text Christina that I'm here, but before I can hit send, I am tackled from the side with someone giving me a giant hug. By the sound of her squeal and familiar scent of her perfume, I instantly knew it was Christina.

"Trissy! You're finally here!" exclaimed Christina, a bit too loud in my ear as she continues hugging me. "How was your flight? I have missed you so much!"

"Hi Chris, my flight was good. Long, but good. And I have missed you too!" I say as I ahug her back.

"C'mon, before this rain ruins my hair!" she says as she grabs one of my suitcases and leads me to her car which is still running and waiting in the loading zone.
"I brought my friend Will, I hope you don't mind. I always get so lost driving to and from the airport."

"Of course that's fine with me. I'll need to start getting use to hanging out with your friends anyway" I replied with a bit of a smile. I was actually pretty excited to meet Christina's friends. She was always much more outgoing than me and was able to easily meet people. Growing up with her as my friend, she slowly helped me break out of my shell. Although I am still quite shy, I'm not as much as I was throughout middle school and high school.

Once we got to he car, a tall guy with curly brown hair emerges from the driver seat and reaches his arm out to shake my hand "Hello Tris, I'm Will. Let me help you with those." He says smiling, as he grabs my luggage and puts them in the trunk for me. He was very polite and well spoken.

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Tris is 20 years old and works as a waitress in a small café in Chicago. She has been a bit down since she has been mourning the loss of her parents who passed away in a car accident 6 months ago. However, she is tired of being depressed and being stuck in a rut. Over the past few weeks, she has been finally come to accept the fact that her parents are gone, and instead, tries to just remember the good times they shared. Although she misses them terribly, she knows that's what they would have wanted. To remember the good times and not dwell on the fact that they're no longer around. So she decided to take her parents advice and 'be brave, keep moving forward'. Her parents always encouraged that throughout her life. It helped her through her typical struggles throughout childhood, especially through her teenage years where she had a hard time making friends since she was so shy. So since she felt like she wasn't 'moving forward' where she currently was, and was ready to start the next chapter of her life, she decided that the best way to do that, would be to pack up everything and move away from her home in Chicago. After all, she had no family left there now. She has always been pretty close to her older brother Caleb, but he went to Stanford University in California, so although they sometimes saw each other during holidays, she usually relied on staying in touch with him by phone or email. Her few close friends moved away to different colleges after graduating high school, including her best friend Christina who moved to Portland, Oregon last year to attend Portland State University.

When Christina flew to Chicago to attend her parent's funeral, she had mentioned that if Tris ever wanted to move to Portland too, she could take over the other room at the house she rented, since her roommate was moving out in a couple months. When Christina had mentioned this the week of the funeral, the thought of it sounded a bit tempting, but she wasn't ready to leave her hometown quite yet. But now 6 months later, she has decided that she would go for it. After all, if it didn't work out, she could always move back, right? She wasn't exactly sure what her plan would be once she got there. She didn't have a job lined up and wasn't sure if she wanted to enroll in school there to finish getting her degree. But either way, she but she couldn't help but get excited about it all and decided to be brave and take a leap. So she gave her notice at the café and made the arrangements with Christina, who thankfully still had the room available. Two weeks later, she had her stuff packed up and she was on a plane to Portland.

Tris POV

After anxiously waiting at the baggage claim, I finally grab my 2 suitcases and make my way through the front doors to the pick-up area outside the front of the airport. I wrap my scarf around my neck a bit tighter since it's a bit cold and rainy out. I grab out my cell phone to text Christina that I'm here, but before I can hit send, I am tackled with a big hug. By the sound of her squeal and familiar scent of her perfume, I instantly knew it was Christina.

"Trissy! You're finally here!" exclaimed Christina, a bit too loud in Tris's ear as she hugged her. "How was your flight? I have missed you so much!"

"Hi Chris, my flight was good. And I have missed you too!" I say hugging her back.

"C'mon, before this rain ruins my hair!" she says as she grabs one of my suitcases and leads me to her car which is still running and waiting in the loading zone.
"I brought my friend Will, I hope you don't mind. I always get so lost driving to and from the airport."

"Of course that's fine with me. I'll need to start getting use to hanging out with your friends anyway" I replied with a bit of a smile. I was actually pretty excited to meet Christina's friends. She was always much more outgoing than me and was able to easily meet people. Growing up with her as my friend, she slowly helped me break out of my shell a bit. Although I am still quite shy, I'm not as much as I was throughout middle school and high school.

Once we got in the car, a tall guy with curly brown hair emerged from the driver seat and reached his arm out to shake my hand "Hello Tris, I'm Will, Christina's friend. Let me help you with those." He said as he grabbed my luggage and put it in the trunk for me. He was very polite and well spoken.

"It's nice to meet you Will".

He goes back to the driver seat and I hop in the back seat. Christina was already in the passenger seat attempting to fix her wet hair.

"Thank you guys for coming to pick me up. I really appreciate it."

"No problem. I am always a bit worried for the safety of others when Christina is behind the wheel anyway, so I usually find myself offering to drive whenever possible" he says with a chuckle.

"Hey, I'm not that bad!" Christina says defensively while giving Will a pinch on the arm. But says it playfully, and I could see the smile in her eyes as she looks at him. She wasn't necessarily flirting with him, but as her best friend, I could see she liked him, more than just a friend.

"You ARE that bad Christina!" I say laughing, "I remember the last time you drove me somewhere, you hit 2 trash cans within 3 blocks, then took 15 minutes to parallel park the car!"

Christina just rolled her eyes and decided not to argue.

"Alright, alright. Well, those trash cans were way too far away from the curb. But I guess I could use some more practice with parallel parking." She says while adjusting the heater.

"Anyway, don't tell me that's are all you brought with you? I told you not to worry about bringing furniture, but I would have assumed you would be bringing more than just 2 suitcases!" she says with some concern.

I couldn't help but laugh a little at this, I was waiting for her to mention it. Especially since whenever she would go anywhere, even just for a weekend, she brought more than 2 bags. "Well, that's all I have with me for now. But I have some boxes being shipped here. I just brought what I would need for a week or so, until the boxes arrive."

"Ah, ok good. I am excited to help you unpack. I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty to do a little bit of shopping for you. I already have your closet partially stocked for you" she explained to me excitedly as she does a little clap with her hands.

"That's awesome, thank you! Well, I guess I shouldn't say that until I see what you've bought…" I say laughing, but with some genuine concern.

"Don't worry, I didn't get anything too risqué. I know you dress a bit more conservative than me, and I want you to be comfortable adjusting to your new home".

"Thank you Chris- I appreciate that." I say looking out the window. Even though it's still raining, I can see how beautiful this city is. I am anxious to explore it and get familiar with it.

We eventually arrive at her house, well, our house. It is a blue 2-story bungalow style home with white trim. It has a cute covered front porch with a porch swing and a long driveway that leads to a detached garage. It's obvious that it's an older house, but it appears to be in good shape and has a lot of character. As we entered the house, Will sets my suitcases down at the bottom of the stairs for me. I hang my coat on the coat rack by the front door and as I glance around even from just the entryway, I can't help but admire the crown molding and workmanship of the home. Not to mention Christina's chic taste in furniture and home décor. I instantly feel comfortable here and I feel a sense of relief. I guess I didn't realize how stressed and anxious I was during the flight here.

Will says he's going to head home since he has to work early in the morning (and it's now already 9pm). Plus, I think he knew Christina probably would like to have a girls-only evening for my first night here. He gave Christina a quick hug and then gave me a little wave "Nice meeting you Tris, you're going to love it here!"

"Nice meeting you too. And yes, I think I already love it here" I say with a grin.

He smiles and gives Christina another quick hug and heads out to his own car.

Christina lingers in the front doorway for a minute to wave goodbye to him. He pulls out of the driveway, gives her one last wave and drives away.

"Alright, let me give you the tour!" she says excitedly after closing the door. She grabs my arm and leads me into the large room off of the entry way. It has a comfortable looking couch, a loveseat, and a big matching chair with footrest. As well as a beautiful fireplace, a coffee table, a large flat panel tv mounted to the wall, and shelving with tons of cd's and movies. "So, this is the living room. This is currently the only room with a TV, so we usually hang out in here and watch movies. Or if we have good weather, we hang out in the backyard, which I will show you tomorrow". Then she leads me past the dining room, which has big round table and a vase of daisies on it. Then through a nearby doorway we enter the kitchen "Here is the kitchen. It's not as updated as I'd like. But all the appliances work and it's pretty spacious. But as you can imagine, I don't spend too much time in here since I'm not the greatest cook. So I usually just have smoothies, cereal or take-out." she says and I nod in agreement, knowing her all too well. "But I recently stocked the fridge and pantry with all sorts of goodies, so help yourself to anything you want!" she says as I sit at the counter on a bar stool. She opens the fridge and grabs us each a bottle of water.

I smile at her "Thanks, you're going to be the best roommate. Plus, this house is great so far! How much are we paying for this place again?"

"Well, thankfully the owner is a really sweet old lady and gives me a great deal, so it's only $1300 a month. So it will be $650 for each of us".

Although this isn't a gigantic house, it's still plenty big for the two of us. And it's much bigger than the 1 bedroom apartment I rented in Chicago for about the same price.

She shows me the rest of the downstairs, which basically consists of a half-bathroom, a coat closet, and a small den, which she calls the 'lounge'. It has a small book shelf of various books, a record player and vintage vinyl records stacked nest to it, and some bean bag chairs and pillows scattered around the floor. It wasn't much, but it was very inviting and looked like a great place for a nap. She then leads me upstairs. "Alright, we have two bedrooms up here. I figured I will keep the master bedroom with the attached bathroom and I will just continue to cover the cost of utilities to make it fair. Then this room is yours and you'll have the nearby guest bathroom." She says pointing them out. I nod and she first shows me her room, which is decorated nicely, mostly in light purple and black, and has a cute but dramatic chandelier hanging in the center of the room. Her bathroom is pretty big and of course has all her hair product, lotions and make-up neatly displayed on the bathroom counter. She has a pretty big walk-in closet, which is full to the brim of clothing and everything is color coordinated. All of her shoes and heels are displayed neatly on the top shelving. After the quick tour of her room, she shows me my new room. It's not quite as big as hers, but is still bigger than what I'm used to. It has light blue walls with white trim, but many accents, like the lamp shades and curtains are a dark brown, almost black. There is a queen size bed, with a nightstand on each side, a dresser and a small walk-in closet. Which, as Christina had mentioned, is already partially stocked with new clothes, shoes, and some sheets and blankets. The room is already cute and cozy, but still a little plain. Which I find to be a good thing, so that I can personalize it a bit myself.

We head back downstairs, and she tells me about how she came across this place and how it's the main hang-out house among her friends. Mainly because it's centrally located, but also because she loves being the hostess. As we get downstairs, we head back to the kitchen where she scoops us some ice cream. We end up eating it in the living room and just talked and caught up on things. She tells me how she loves her job as a receptionist at a nearby investment company. I tried asking her about Will, but she would just blush and would quickly change the subject.

Finally, around 1am, I start to get too drowsy too talk anymore, especially since I still have some jet lag. So she goes upstairs with me and helps me make the bed with my new sheets. I give her a hug "Thank you again for letting me be your roomie and for all you've done to welcome me. You seriously outdid yourself. Once I get a job and start making some money, I'll pay you back for all the sheets and clothes and stuff". I say smiling at her.
"It's my pleasure. You've been my best friend for like 7 years now and that was the longest we've spent a part! I am just happy to have you around again! Plus, I think you're really going to like it here."

"Me too" I reply.

"Well, I am going to head to bed. I have to work tomorrow at 9am. But I'll leave your key on the kitchen counter. Obviously make yourself at home. Oh, also, I was thinking of having some friends over tomorrow evening for pizza or something, that way I can introduce to everyone?" She says awaiting my response.

"Sounds great, what time?" I ask.

"I'm off at 6pm, so probably around 7'ish."

"Awesome. I'll probably wander around the neighborhood and might start job hunting. But I'll be sure to be back by then".

"Yea, there are some shops, restaurants and coffee houses nearby where you could apply, and many are within walking distance."

"Cool, thanks!"

"Well, goodnight" she says as she yawns.

"Goodnight" I say yawning right after she does.

I quickly put on my pajamas, wash my face, brush my teeth and head to bed. I fall asleep easily, despite being over 2,000 miles from where I've lived my whole life.

I can't wait to see what tomorrow holds.