Divergent High

Chapter nine

Tris's POV 

"Really! Wait... did your mom say it was okay or did you 'forget' to ask her and I'm going to have to stay in my room all day and sneak in through the window to get in?" I ask. I really hope this is happening. I don't want to have to get seperated from Tobias. "She said yes. Why would you ask?" I give Zeke a look that says 'Do you really want me to answer that question?' "Oh, got ya," he responds and scratches the back of his neck.

"I better start packing!" I say and try to stand up before I remember what happened. Before I could get three inches from my bed, my knees start to bluckle and I fall to the floor. Tobias comes over and helps me back to my bed. "Why don't you rest while we pack for you?" he asks gesturing to himself and the group. "Okay, fine," I say. With that, I lay down and sleep pulls me under in a matter of seconds.

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I wake up with Tobias sitting on the bed next to me and boxes stacked all around me. "When do I leave for Zeke and Uri's house?" I ask him. "As soon as Zeke gets here with a truck to move the boxes," Tobias answers. "Okay," I respond. "I need to get up and ready then," I tell him as I sit up. "Okay. Well first things first, you need to get dressed," he tells me. I almost forgot that I was still just in my bra. "Oh, right," I tell him and try to climb out of bed. "Here let me help," Tobias says as he rushes to my side and puts my arm over his shoulder.

After a few tries, I am in a loose black t-shirt and some black skinny jeans with my black chucks on. "Guys! I'm here with the truck so start bringing boxess down," Zeke calls from the bottom of the stairs. "Here, let me get one," I tell Tobias as I walk over to a box. "Hold up," he says and grabs the back of my shirt. "We knew you would want to help so we packed a few lighter boxes so you didn't mess up your back any more than it already is," he tells me gesturing to some smaller boxes by the door.

"Okay, at least I get to help," I say as I walk over to the boxes and pick one up. It takes a few minutes, but I finally get my first box down the stairs. Everyone else has been up and down the stairs with boxes several times. I wish I could have heped more, but I knew I was in no condition to do so.

In less than an hour, we had the whole truck packed up with all my stuff. I was going to miss this place. "Wait, what about Caleb?" I ask. I was never very close with my brother, but I had to make sure he was going to be okay. "He said he was moving in with one of  his friends," Chris tells me as she walks over to me. "Oh, okay," I respon. With this, I hop into the truck with Zeke and Uriah and head off to my new home.