I had loved him

Chapter 1

Tris POV

"Tris. Tris wake up. Beatrice." I hear the voice of my older brother, Caleb, telling me to get up. "It's time to get up for school." I hit his head pretending he's an alarm clock. He doesn't look impressed so I decide to get up before I annoy him anymore. I look at my phone and the time reads 7:30. Great, I have an hour. I have a shower and put on minimal makeup. I also put on a black shirt with a floral skirt and my Converse, which also happen to be black. I'm ready by 8:20 so I grab a cereal bar and start walking to school with my brother.

When I enter the school building I see a group of girls in a big circle around something. I spot Christina in the circle and I motion for her to come closer to me. "What the hell is happening over there?" I ask her quietly.

She replies with "Have you not seen him yet". Him? I just shake my head and she looks as if someone had just ripped out her extensions. "The new boy? Oh my gosh. He is built like a god and he has the face of an angel." I shake my head in disbelief. I highly doubt that a boy aged somewhere between 15 and 18 could fit the description Christina gave of him.

Its then I see him and he is as every bit perfect as Christina described him. I just stare at him for god knows how long. His eyes. His eyes are striking, there this deep shade of blue that you could get lost in the minutes you make contact. The school bell brings me back to reality. Christina grabs my arm and before I know it I am sat at my Biology desk.

I need to think about him. I want to think about him but I can't let some boy ruin whatever I've already got going on here. He was so perfect and I need to stop getting my hopes up because out of every girl in the city lining up to be with him, why would he pick me?

The headmistress starts to say something on the speaker. "Beatrice Prior please report to my office immediately with all your belongings." I walk in and he's sat there looking up at me. He's so much more perfect up close.

"Hi, I'm Four." He says with his hand outstretched.

I know its short but because I've only just started it, I don't really know where the story is heading. So bare with me whilst I figure that out. But thanks for reading.

/Transatlanticboats