A/N: I know I have another story going on but I decided to make another one! Hope yah all like this!

England...

"Trista! Over here!" Amanda Evans a girl with long raven black hair and emerald green eyes called out.

"Hey Manda!" Trista Porter, a girl with layered golden brown hair and honey green eyes replied as she rushed to her best friend.

"How was you're summer?" Amanda asked as they headed towards their dorm.

"It was okay." Trista said quietly as she averted her eyes from Amanda's. They both stayed silent as they entered their dorm.

The main part of the dorm had a couple of couches, a fire place, a coffee table, and a few other things. There were four doors that led to the rooms of the four students who shared the dorm. The first door had a sign that read "Manda" in blue and green, the second had "Keep out" in black and white, the third had "Tris" in baby blue and the last one had "Mike" in blue.

"Tris... what happened?" Amanda asked softly, breaking the silence.

"Look, can we talk about this some other time?" Trista asked before she headed towards her room and closed the door behind her.

The walls were plain white and a comfortable four poster-bed with baby blue drapes stood at one side. There was a book shelf, a study table, a walk-in-closet, a bed side table and a door that led to the bathroom. A laptop was on top of the study table, a sound system on one side of the room, books filling most of the layers of the bookshelf and one layer filled with pictures and figurines. A couple of posters were hung and a picture frame stood on the bed side table beside a night light and a cordless phone. A trunk stood at the bottom of her bed filled with most of her valuables.

Trista blinked away her tears and sat at the edge of her bed before she heard a knock at her door.

"Who is it?" Trista asked as she slid of her sneakers and sat Indian Legs style on her bed.

"It's me!" a boy's voice replied.

"Come in!" Trista replied with a laugh. The door slammed open revealing Tom Mitchels a boy with spiked dark brown hair, sparkling hazel blue green eyes and a million dollar smile. He swept Trista into his arms as she buried her face in his chest.

"I missed you." Trista whispered into his chest as she felt a tear slide down her cheek, glad that she was in her best friend's arms.

"Ey, what's wrong?" Tom asked her softly as he closed the door behind him.

"My parents split up." Trista whispered before she burst into tears and collapsed in his arms.

"Oh God Tris, I'm so sorry." Tom said softly as he held her close to him, Trista's body shaking with her sobs.

The next day...

Trista was waken up by the shrill sound of the alarm clock. She groaned and shut it off before heading towards her bathroom.

A few minutes later she came out wearing the school uniform which was composed of ankle socks, a pair of black two and a half inched Mary Jane's, a tie and a white blouse. She put on a pair of silver hoop earrings and pulled her hair into a half ponytail, pulling a few strands out of the ponytail. She grabbed her binder and her body bag before heading towards the Dining Hall.