Live fast die young
Bad girls do it well
My chains hit my chest when I'm bangi-
That's all I hear before I pick up the alarm clock and throw it at one of my walls.
Thank god I took a shower last night, I think to my self when I realize its 7:45, schools starts at 8:20 and it takes 15 minutes to get there.
I jump up and put on my lace tights and a black dress that has thin straps and puffs a little at the bottom that shows my raven tattoo and 1/3 of my clevege. I run to get some coffee then go back up stairs to brush and straighten my purple and pink hair and put on black mascara, eye liner, eye shadow and lip stick. I quickly put on my black chain necklace, black studs in all my piercings and some black bracelets. I run back down stairs and put on some black lace up army boots, or in my mind; demon stomping boots.
I quickly jump into my black jeep and speed of to hell, a.k.a. school.
(Four POV)
You said forever
Am I suppust to believe that
Or just let go
So now it's nev-
My music turns off as I slam my hand on it, effectively breaking it, greeeeaaat!
I quickly look out the window to see Marcus's car gone.
I flop back down with a sigh, but instantly regretting it because my backs still sore from last night's beating.
I should probably introduce myself, hi I'm four James Eaton. My real name is Tobias but changed it to four because why the hell not.
Now here's my life story; when I was four my father murders my mother.
When I was five, he started beating me.
When I turned eight I started over dosing on medicine and started to cut a little.
When I turned eleven, a student saw my cuts and I was sent to rehab for four years.
I was released when I was 15.
When I was sixteen and a half, Marcus; my dad, was elected mayor of Chicago.
Now here I am, eighteen still afraid of my dad.
No body knows what he does besides my best friend from rehab, Beatrice prior, but she likes to called six.
She knows my life story and my real name, and I know hers.
But that's not it, I also have all powers just like six.
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Yay
~lyric
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Damn, this is messed up
Randomwhat if the divergent gang was in high school? or if tris went to prison and rehab? what if tris was a badass? what if they had powers? what about Caleb? what about four?
