Forever and Always

Chapter 12

Tris POV

I wake up to my dad shaking my shoulders. "Time for school, princess." I mentally groan. "What time is it?" YAY! My voice is actually working! It's horse but at least I can somewhat talk. "Um...it's about 7:20. We need to leave in 10 minutes." WHAT?!! 10 minutes?!! Great. My dad leaves and I get up, slowly and painfully, and throw on a sweatshirt that was a pretty blue, with jeans that were darker at my thighs and as is goes down it gets lighter. I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and swiped on mascara, and foundation. But I also put on black eyeliner today because it makes it look like I'm awake when I'm not. I grabbed my converse and book bag. I went as fast as possible downstairs and grabbed a muffin. "Hello Beatrice." I turned around. Mom. "Hey Mom." I say politely as possible. "Be sure you're cleaned up for dinner because we will have company. I nod. Then I leave. I don't have to bring crutches today but my ribs hurt really bad. I hop in the car and my dad drives us to school.

Caleb is in the car and I'm still really mad at him. Am I overreacting?
When we get to school I go straight to my locker and get my things. I get my things out as fast as I can and head down the hallway.

I take my seat in Social Studies and try to figure out what I'll do when Four walks in. I thought that I was actually special when I was around him, that all those things about being ugly and not like the other girls, etc., disappeared and I was beautiful to him. I guess not. I bite my lip and draw to get my mind off it. It didn't really help because subconsciously I drew the most perfect girl I could think of.

I heard the door open and hide my paper in my binder. I got out a book so that it looks like I'm busy. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Four sit down next to me. I continued to 'read' my book. "Tris?" I don't answer. "Tris. What's wrong?" I still didn't answer. I didn't even look at him. He was about to say something again but thankfully Christina grabbed my shoulders from behind me. "Hey! Where'd you go yesterday?" I give her a half smile. "No where." I continue to pretend to be interested in the book in reading. "Tris, are you upset about what happened yesterday?" She asked. I shrug. Before she can say anything else, the bell rings.

Class was really boring. I mean like REALLY boring. She gave us HW and I did it in about 5 minutes. When the bell rang, I rushed down the hall because I knew Four was right behind me. I lost him when a wave of people came out of a classroom. The only downside of that is that I got slammed into a locker which my ribs hitting it head on. I cried out in pain but kept going. When I got to ELA, I pulled out my SS HW, even though I already finished it. I checked my work and Four sat down next to me. "Tris. Please talk to me. Why won't you answer my texts?" He asked. I stayed silent and I can tell he was getting impatient. But I don't care, he hurt me in more ways than one. "Tris! Please! Talk to me! I care about you!" He says. That made something snap inside me. "No you don't! Now just leave me alone! Okay?!" I say, my voice cracking on every word. Four seemed a little taken aback. "What? If I didn't care then why would I be trying to figure out why your upset?" He asks. "I'm not upset!" I say defensively. "Yes you are!" He snaps back. I bite my lip and start writing on my SS HW. "Just forget it." I didn't really know what else to say. I swallow hard and continue writing. But he grabs my wrist. "No, I won't forget it. You're upset about what happened yesterday. If you would just talk to me, Tris." I still ignore him. Then, the bell rang.

Class was okay. I was a little bored but it was ELA so I liked it. When the bell rang for music, I didn't run, I walked at a normal pace. I'm fed up with this. I just wish that he would drop it. He didn't deny it, that's the end of it. When I got to music I just took my seat. "Okay class, today we are taking a break from performances. Instead we will go over some of the basics because I know that some of the music teachers you've had in the past, haven't been the best. Okay, let's begin." Tori says. I was glad to just sit back and relax for right now. I payed attention, of course, but I didn't have a lot of stress on me during this period. It was nice. The only downside was that Four kept looking at me. It was like he was trying to read my mind by looking at me. So, I just payed attention to Tori. When class was over I walked at a normal pace again and when I saw that he wasn't chasing me down, I had a huge relief go through me. Maybe he just dropped it. Well, that theory was smashed when I head him calling my name, trying to get past a crowd of people. So, the chase continued. I was practically jogging back to ELA.

When I arrived I sat down and got out my book again. Oh, the power of books! Well, unfortunately this book had limited powers because when Four sat down and tried to get me to talk to him, and I didn't, he hurled the book across the room. No! My baby! Even though I was getting frustrated myself, I just took a deep breath, and got up and got the book. When I returned to my seat, Four was practically pleading. "Please, Tris. I know that you just want to play it off and have me forget about it, but I can't. Tris, your upset. That's okay. Just please, let me know what's wrong." By now I'm holding back tears. He does care. I know that, but right now, it doesn't seem like I don't want to tell him, it seems like I can't. That if I tell him why I'm upset then he'll try to reassure me. But that will just lead to lies. I know that he will say something like, "Tris, your beautiful, no matter what people think." But that's a lie. I'm not. And I don't want for him to lie to me just to make me feel better. So, while I'm trying to hold back tears, one falls. My lip starts quivering. No, no, not here, not now. I bring my hand up to my mouth and bite the side of it. My lips are together now, and all I'm thinking about is what Mr. Langley said. Some people say that those are just words, but they're not, they're the truth. I quickly manage to pull myself together and I wipe my forearm across my cheeks and eyes, removing the remaining tears. Thankfully right after, the bell rings and class starts. I'm always saved by the bell.

*Hi! So I'm continuing the story. I love writing but I just didn't really think that anyone enjoyed it but thanks to a loyal reader, you are getting this update. Thank you! You should go read her story! It's great! Well bye!

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