Divergent High

Chapter 6 ~ Whoa, Mom!

+++ TIME LAPSE TO MONDAY +++

TRIS'S POV

I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm.

I hit the snooze and get out of bed.

I walk into my bathroom.

I do my buisness, and I brush my hair and teeth.

I walk out and yawn.

I walk into my closet.

I find a dark grey loose jumper that ends before my belly button, light blue skinny jeans, and black high top chuck taylor's. 

I change and roll my jeans up a bit and put my converse on.

I walk to a mirror and put on eyeliner, masacra, and a nude lip gloss.

I put my long blonde hair into a messy but cute bun.

I find grey leggings that end after my knees, a black short sleeve shirt with our school on it, and black and white nike roshes.

I stuff that in my duffel bag.

I grab my phone off of the charger, and my bags and head downstairs.

I set my bags down and put my phone in my back pocket.

I make my water bottle and put it in my bag.

I grab a muffin and walk out.

I grab a random key and hit the unlock button.

My dark grey convertible clicks.

I put on my black circle glasses and get in.

I pull out and down the street towards hell parents call school.

I pull into the school parking lot and park in my usual spot.

I grab my bags from the back seat and walk to the tree.

I drop my bags and join our circle of friends.

"Hey, guys," I say.

"Oh, hey Trissy," Uriah says.

"Hey, Tris." everyone says.

"You are looking mighty fine today, baby girl," Tobias whispers in my ear looking me up and down. I blush a crimson red.

"Thanks? I guess," I say but it comes out like a question.

He smiles and wraps a protective arm around my waist pulling me close.

"Oh! Don't forget, we have to check the cheerleading list in homeroom today!" Chris squeals. Oh, right.

"Okay," I say.

The bell rings and we groan. We pick up our bags and Tobias grabs my duffel bag. I smile gratefully at him.

He flashes his million dollar smile I can't seem to get out of my head.

We head inside and to our lockers.

I grab everything I need for english, science and math.

I close my locker.

Everyone else does the same.

"Guys! Cheerleading list!" Shauna squeals. Chris, Mar, and Shauna run across the hall to homeroom.

I laugh and me and Tobias link hands and walk across the hall.

We walk in to see a bunch of girls crowding the wall, some squealing, some crying.

I laugh.

"I'll be right back," I say to Tobias. He nods. I let go of his hand and walk over to the girls.