Divergent High

Chapter 2- Left Alone

Chapter 2

I walk back into the cafeteria with Christina, trying not to show any weakness. I follow her and take the seat right next to her.

"Well, looks like you've already met Peter, Edward, Molly and Drew, I should've warned you about them earlier," Christina says thinking aloud.

"Ya think? I could've tried to avoid them if I knew!"

"Sorry,"

"It's okay, is there any other important announcements you would like me to know of?"

"Now that you ask, I might as well tell you the rest of the groups of our grade.

Peter, Drew, Molly, and Edward are the conflictors, because they are always looking for a fight.

Over there where those girls are sitting is just pretty much where the preppy, girly, rich girls are.

The table next to them is the athletic girls.

And next to them the geeks and nerds like Cara and Matthew.

Then there's us; me, you, Will, Al, Marlene, Lynne, and Uriah.

Then there's the popular crowd like Shauna, Zeke and Four. They aren't mean, they're just a whole different level of popularity.

The bell rings and we all leave and go to our next class. I don't pay attention much to the rest of the day. And soon it is time to leave so I gather my things and head to my car.

I drive home and when I get there, I am surprised to see Caleb standing there waiting for me.

"I've been waiting for you," he says.

"What for?"

"So I was thinking that since we are in high school and it would be kind of awkward sharing a house together with no parents, that maybe you wouldn't mind if I moved a few streets away into a new house for sale."

"Caleb, you can't just throw this on me, I have to have time to think about this. We have lived together for so many years. Won't that matter to you?"

"I wasn't asking to move to a different country, I was just asking to move to the house a few streets away!"

"I already said I don't know. I don't want to have to be forced to answer on the spot."

"Fine. Just keep that in mind though."

"Okay, I will think about it." I quickly walk past him, trying to avoid his questions. I run upstairs and lay down on my bed and do my homework.

I keep thinking about what Caleb said though.

I go on with the rest of my night. I go down to get dinner and see Caleb there. Every time I see him, he has a questioning look on his face and I know why.

I grab my dinner and start to walk upstairs and I am stopped by Caleb.

"Beatrice, I don't really think that it's up to you if I move out or not, I'm buying it and it's not your business if I do."

"Why? Because I'm not important? Huh? Because you want to just walk out on me? Move out see if I care!"

"Bea-"

"No! Go ahead! Obviously I'm to childish to make any decisions for me of the both of us! Go pack up and just leave! Get out of here! I don't want to see you here if you won't respect me! Get out and leave me alone!" I yell at him. I can sense the hurt in his eyes as he turns away and slams the door of his room.

I run upstairs to my room and get in the shower. I can't stop the tears as they stream down my face. After about 45 minutes, I decide to get out. I get into my pajamas and go back downstairs.

I open the fridge and find a note on the door. It says:

Dear Beatrice,
You were right. I took your advice and left. I hope you are happy now that you have the house to yourself and I'm gone. I didn't mean that I disrespected you, just that I can be an independent person and make my own decisions. Don't bother to visit. I doubt you would even want to anyway. Thanks for the advice, hope you're happy.
-Caleb

I immediately start crying again. This is all my fault. Now he moved out for good and he hates me.

I run to his room and open the door. The only think left in there is the bed frame, a dresser, and a bookshelf.
In the dresser, one of the drawers is still half open, so I open it all the way. I pick up the picture that lies at the bottom and look at it. It was a picture if me and my family.

A tear slips down my cheek and I tips it away. I clutch the picture to my heart and sink against the wall, wishing that I could give up all of my tomorrows for one yesterday.