Divergent High

Spaghetti Incident

Chapter Three

Tris POV

The whole class was me looking at Four's hair and not listening to the teacher. I don't even remember her last name. It was something like Matthews or something among those lines. Finally the bell rings and I stand up and walk through the door and remember, I don't know where any of the other classrooms are so I'll have to ask someone. Christina. I look through the crowded halls and don't find anyone.

I suddenly hear a voice from behind me saying: "The stiff is lost?" Anger floods through me. The first person I think of is Peter but then again, he doesn't have such a deep voice. I look behind me and see Four. "Oh, shut up." I roll my eyes and keep walking.

"You know, Tris. How are you going to find the classroom if no one that you know actually takes the class?" He says and I stop.

"Well, I don't know... Um, let me think, I'll ask someone! God, Four!" I yell without even looking at him. "Come on, Stiff. I'll show you where it is." He says. I stay silent because I know these people aren't really that nice and they probably are like Peter since all of them laughed when he made his stupid comment so I just go ahead.

"Fine." I say and turn around. He doesn't look at me but, he keeps walking. "Follow me." I follow him and we get to the classroom, I assume. He opens the door and I wait for him to go in but he just stares at me. "What?" I ask curiously.

He looks at me strangely. "Go, I'm holding the door out for you." He says it like its obvious. I mouth "oh" and walk in. He sits down in the front row and I sit behind him again.

"Hello, I'm your professor, I'm Mr. Wu, but call me George. I'll be giving you literature." I don't even bother to listen so I start drawing myself with some headphones and I draw Four but, in animé form, so if anyone sees this, they wouldn't know.

"Okay, so I'll be assigning partners for this and giving them each a book to study on and make a summary about the book you are given. Okay let's see..." He starts mentioning names but I notice he is just going by line of chairs. First person in the line, with the person behind them. That means I'm going with Four. Ugh. He is polite and all but, I don't know him, and since the car thing, I've hated him.

"Tris and Four, your book is: 'We Mend Eachother'." Mr. Wu says. "Okay, that's all. I'm giving a free period so you guys can talk about where are you going to make the summary and make plans. Every couple of partners sit on the floor and discuss. Four looks back at me and smiles. I stand up and go to the corner and sit. He sits next to me on the floor.

I look at him and his eyes are shining more even though the sun isn't showing. "Tris?" He asks. Damn! I stared at him for too long. I look to the floor. "I'm sorry." I say and he stops looking at me.

"Are you even focused?" He says a little too harshly. "Look, I said I'm sorry, okay?" I say and don't even dare to look at him. "Are you free after school?" He asks.

"Yeah, we can go to the library and make the summary." I say, trying to ignore everything that just happened. He nods and the bell rings. I head out and Four walks me to my other clases

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Lunch

Four and I walk to the lunchroom. I stand in line and lose Four. I take some spaghetti and meatballs and juice. I walk and look around. Christina waves me over and I go to the table but, I don't see Four. Suddenly I'm walking over to them and someone taps my shoulder. I look back and it seems there was something slippery on the floor and it and I slip and throw the spaghetti at the person infront of me. I'm on the ground and my head hurts. I look up and see Four's shirt all full of spaghetti. He kneels down to help me. I feel blood on my nose. I hear a voice. It sounds like Mr. Eaton's voice mutter something. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Tris?" Four yells. I know now, that I am officially hated by him and that I hate him.