Divergent High

Don't Mess With The Eatons

Tris POV

Beatrice,

a woman's voice says.

"Beatrice, are you awake?"

I open my eyes and look all around me. I'm in my classroom. What? Was that all a dream? Wait, there's no way. I look up at Tobias and see that our desks are still clamped together and he is staring right at me. I nod and look to my right, were the voice came from.

There stands Mrs. Wu with crossed arms. "You have detention, Beatrice."

"Yep. Had that coming." I say and she widens her eyes at me for answering.

How was that a dream? It was so detailed. Well, anyways, there goes the answer to the question that has been wandering around in my mind since yesterday.

Do I like him?

I like him ALOT. Tobias looks at me and frowns. He hands me from under the desks a letter. That's when it hits me. I get the dream. The dream helped me realize what I feel towards everyone. I like Tobias, I said I loved him. I dislike Peter, I slapped him. I hate Marcus, I despise Marcus. The bell rings and everyone except me and Tobias leave. He is packing his books on his backpack and I am opening the note.

"Dear, Trissy Poo

I'm sorry you are going to detention. You know, if my father wasn't the vice, I would do something to get detention too. By the way, after school I have basketball practice, so I won't be able to go to the library with U. And uh, I hope you are okay 'cause when U were sleeping, you were whispering alot. Like I mean, alot. You were all like, 'Nuh, I hate you!' and then you were like, 'I LOOOVEEEE you' and it was really weird. Call me when you get home.

Your friend, Tobias

P.S. You look hot when you sleep. ;) <4"

I smile at the letter and Tobias comes and snatches it from my hand. I look up at him and he smiles back. He rips the note apart and throws the tiny segments of paper on the trash can. He leaves without a word and I just sit here waiting for the rest of the people in detention to come.

Detention, for my luck, is in the same classroom I was in. I don't even think about being in detention, all I can think about is that dream.

The door suddenly opens and there stands Peter and a group of people I don't know. They all sit down and Peter, for my luck AGAIN, sits next to me.

Peter starts staring at me and I ignore him completely. He punches me in the arm and says, "Oh look guys, a stiff. I completely didn't notice this thing. Hey, so you're more of a bad girl huh?" I glare at him and stay silent. I'm not going to answer him. Why should I?

"Hey, stiff are you deaf or something? I said what the fuck are you doing here?" He hisses at me.

"That is none of your fucking business!" I yell at him. He makes a face as if acting to be scared but then starts laughing.

"You look so adorable when you are mad. Hey also, are you hooking up with Four? Yeah, so I heard that and like, I told Marcus." I shiver at his name. He told Marcus? This is like my dream. There's nothing I can do. This time, I'm just going to show up. I can't let Marcus do that to Tobias.

I look at Peter and smile. I'm about to slap him when the door opens and Marcus enters. He grins evily at me and takes our phones away. He glares at me one last time and leaves the room.

*3 hours later*

Three hours. Three hours of pure misery, and Peter fucking around. I'm finally free from this hell. I leave the classroom and go straight to my locker to pick up the books I need for the project with Four and homework.

I take my english notebook and slam my locker closed. I go straight to the door when someone puts their hand on my shoulder. I look back and see this tall, pale, red-haired dude. He has green eyes and a handsome smile. He grins at me and I smile at him. He has a black shirt and a black leather jacket, like mine.

"Excuse me," he says. "Are you Beatrice Prior?" I quickly nod and he frowns.

"Well, I just saw you on detention and then I heard the... Um... Well, Peter was talking with the vice. And so, Marcus said that he was going to make someone by the name Beatrice," he says and points at me. "- go to hell. I knew it was you since you were the only one they were picking on." He says. Me? Go to hell? What have I done? Tobias is the one that liked me. It's not my fault.

The red-haired guy stares at me sadly and suddenly wraps his arms around me. It takes a while for me to notice what is happening, but when I do, I wrap my arms around him too.

Eventually, I pull back. It seemed as if, he needed that hug more than I did. He hugged me with so much force. He needs someone. I know a depressive when I see one. The bloodshot eyes, the leather jacket, the messy hair. I notice I was staring at him for way too long and I look down blushing.

"I forgot to introduce myself," he says. "I am Lucas Danporter. I'm basically a shadow here, I follow everyone and I see everything, but no one seems to notice me." He says and I nod.

"Well uh, Lucas, I think you are a creep, stalking people like that." I joke. He smiles.

"So, why are you wanted by vice-principals?" He asks. "Don't worry I won't tell."

"Have no fucking idea, school started yesterday, project with his son, we are really good friends, so he thinks we are madly in lovee." I say. Which I am. Kind of. I don't know

"Well, it seems like you know perfectly. But, why will he care so much?"

"I don't know but I learned something." I tell him and he raises one eyebrow and grins. I laugh. "Don't mess with the Eaton's."

no proof read + super short
sorryyyy 😭