Divergent High

4

Tris P.O.V.

As we are heading off to science Chris asks me, "What was that in math, you know, when you were smiling like an idiot and couldn't keep still? And you challenged the teacher and made her give you a freaking hard as hell problem! You even solved the hardest problem on the board." Crap they are on to me. Why did I do that in Math? Why?! The truth is I'm a lot of things. A nerd being one of them. "Well, y'all are gonna figure it out anyways, so I'ma just tell y'all." The look at me expectantly. "I'm a nerd. I love school, reading, history, science, and math. I have since 5th grade. I make straight A's and I would've taken all advance classes, but all the advance classes are for Erudite. But studying isn't my main priority, and I'm very reckless. I love to play sports, getting dirty, being loud, hunting animals, and I absolutely love weapons. So therefore I belong in Dauntless, more than Erudite." They look at me like I'm crazy. "Don't make me get the duck call again!" I say getting a little aggravated. That gets them to snap out of it. "Well, that explains a lot." Chris says with a light laugh. "Huh?" "That explains a lot, as in you get the same look as Will when class starts, or when he learns a new fact. He was Erudite." I just role my eyes. I look at everyone else and everyone is trying to hold in laughter except Four. "Go ahead laugh y'all asses off. I'll just go back to being the one kid who never fits in, no matter what she frickin does." I say and walk off to science. I feel tears in my eyes, but don't let them fall. I have to remember what Vonnie said, always be yourself no matter what people say. I walk into science and sit down in the back and take out my new book American Sniper. I read until someone taps on my shoulder. I look up to see Fourr standing there. "Are you alright?" I look at him. Why does he care? Mabey he likes me. No, why would I think something like that? Of course he doesn't like me. There is no way a guy like him would like a girl like me. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say even though I'm lying. He sits in the chair next to me. "You're lying. What you said before you stormed off was very untrue. Who the hell told you that?" I look at him. "No one. You see all my life I was the one kid who was constantly different. I am the girl who is tough, smart, hurt, damaged, different, mean, thoughtful, weird, corny, sarcastic, country, city, and strong. I've lost many people in my life that caused me to be like this. I don't frickin believe in best friends anymore because I lost my best friend when I was almost 5. And not lost like they moved away. Lost like they died. My grandmother, Vonnie, died in a car accident. The one person who understood me. And then I had to leave one of the few people who almost made me believe in best friends in Louisiana. I may seem tough but on the inside I'm more broken than the twin towers. All of those deaths made me a whole new person who doesn't even understand herself. No one ever understood me back in Louisiana, only because I was stuck with the same ass holes every year. That's one of the reasons we moved here. Mamma wanted me to have a fresh start. When I know all it will do is turn out the same as back home. All of that bull shit gave me that conclusion." Once I'm finish talking I didn't even realize the rest of the gang was standing there. With a look of pity. "I don't want y'all looks of fuckin pity!" I spit. Once I realize what I said I instantly regret it. "Y'all I'm sorry. I just got way up into it again. It happens when I talk about Vonnie. I didn't mean to be mean." Chris walks up to me and hugs me whispering, "It's alright I know how much you miss her. You were talking about Mikayla, right?" in my ear. When she pulls back I nod, and say "I do miss Vonnie a lot, Mikayla too." "Me too," is all Chris says. Everyone gives us a look that says who the hell are they? Chris looks at me for approval. I nod once I have head phones in and have the music up all the way. I watch their faces as she explains. They look sad. I don't want to watch, so I go back to reading my book. Until someone starts to tickle me. I laugh my ass off while yelling stop. When they don't I start to kick and punch. The tickling stops when I see Uriah holding his face. "Dude you're gonna have a black eye later. I told you to stop. And" I start off calmly and finish with, "WHY THE HELL WERE YOU FRICKIN TICKLING ME?" he continues to hold his eye. "We were trying to get your attention and you wouldn't budge so we had to take drastic measures. And I well they each paid me $5 bucks to get you to snap out of it." He's such a dumbass. "Uriah I want half of what they gave you. You're such a dumbass, you didn't see the headphones!? Since you were a dumbass you need to give me half of your profit. Which is 15 each. It would only be fair, since I was the one getting tickled" He makes an aggravated face, but hands me the money I made him pay. "Pleasure doin business wicha!" As soon as the last word leaves my mouth, Mrs. Mathews walks in. I smile so hard it might break my face. She may have a crappy personality, but that don't mean she can ruin school for me. "Okay class, for the next few weeks we will be studying Space!" Mrs. Mathews tells us. I hear many groans, but while people are groaning I'm trying to hide my excitement. I love learning 'bout space. I'm grinning like an idiot. "For those weeks you will be in a group for an experiment. I want everyone to make our solar system, our galaxy, a power point that explains the dangers outside of the world, and a poster board that includes facts, mysteries, etc. Since we are a class of 27, we will have 3 groups and within those groups are 9 people. Group A is Alex, Mat, Peter, Molly, Drew, Mira, Alexis, Jack, and Rachel, Group B is Edward, Bella, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, Jasper, Renesseme, and Jacob, and Group C is Tristin, Uriah, Four, Marlene, Christina, Zeke, Tris, Will, and Lynn. Your projects are due in 2 weeks. November 20th. Good luck and you may begin." I am definitely gonna break my face if I keep smiling. "Okay, y'all are lucky, that y'all got me as a partner in this class because 1) I love space and 2) I'm full of facts when it comes to science. And before you ask, yes the Tristin in our group is my brother. Tristin and Kye both each take a class with me, and Xander and Caleb both take all advance Classes. All five of us are smarter than we put off. Oh and while we're working we might get interrupter by the 2 Erudite because they might need some help with homework. I just wanted to clear that out of the way." They look at me like I'm crazy. "That came out wrong, okay I have an idea." I say nervously. They still just look at me. "Crap." I mutter under my breath. They wake up. Are you frickin kidding me! I've blown duck calls as loud as I could, yet all I had to do is mutter. "Are you sure you don't belong in Erudite?" Marlene ask. "Yeah, I'm sure." My friends are so weird. "Well, are we gonna start or what?" Will exclaims. I take out a sheet a few sheets of lose leaf. "Okay, I need each of y'all to get something for me. Mar could you get me paint, Will you can find a few websites that will give us info, Uriah and Zeke find me rocks that look like asteroids, Tristin I need you to get my welding machine ready as soon as we get home, Lynn could you get some sledge hammers, Chris can you get me some sand that has a lot of grains in it, and me and Four will go get some scrap medal. Sounds good? Oh Uriah and Zeke the best place to find natural weathered rocks for the project will be in the ground or near large bodies of water. Unless you want to buy coral at a pet store, but the model would look much better if you got it natural." They all nod, but Uriah says, "Nah, we're good. We can go with the cheap stuff." I think for a moment. "If I give you back your $15 dollars and you along with Zeke can each have a huge piece of my home made Dauntless Cake, will you do it properly?" They nod their heads vigorously. Uriah extends a hand to seal off the deal. I shrug and say "You do know if your gonna seal off a deal with a hand shake your supposed to spit on your hand, right?" Uriah pouts but nods and spits on his hand. And extends it, while I do the same. We shake twice. As soon as I let go Uriah is wiping his hand on Zeke, while Zeke cringed away. The gestor looks familiar. It was something Aunt Hanna did to her husband after her and mom made a deal. "Uriah, Zeke, what's your mom's name? I mean her name before she married." They think for a moment before they say "Hanna Lonclos." My eyes go wide. "Does she have a sister named Natalie Lonclos?" They nod their heads with a confused look. "Crap!" I mutter and bring a hand to my fore head. They all have a questioning look on their faces. "This may seem creepy, but can I see a picture of y'all mom?" Zeke slowly nods. He pulls her picture up on his phone and hands it to me. I look at the picture. Shit! That's definitely her. "Uriah, Zeke don't freak out but your mom is my mom's...sister. I swear to God that's her! Bring your Mom to the party. So looks like I got 2 more dumb ass cousins." I say nervously with a little sarcasm on the end. There is a silence until Zeke decides to get talking. "Well that explains why mom got so excited when we told her Andrew and Natalie Prior's daughter was coming to our school." I laugh lightly at this. "So do y'all want to hear my plan for the project?" They all nod. "Okay, so for the model is what I need most of the medal for. The model will be old pieces of scrap medal that I will weld together. So what I plan on doing is putting a screw at the top of each planet, including the sun, and attach it to a brass rod. I will wire them to where they will be turning. I know I ain't the only good artist in here, so I figured Mar and Chris could help me sketch each planet out and paint them. I have an observation glass thing at home. We can lay out a black poster board, and hot glue the sand to it to create the galaxy. But I will still need a picture to determine where to paint each color to give it a natural looking detail. I need you, Will, to look on some websites so we can site the important information we find. The websites best to use are , , and , those are the best ones I know of. See I know a lot of facts, but the reason those are some of the best is because they are updated every week with new facts. Those will be used for the power point and poster. I know this will make me sound like at teacher but, do y'all have any questions?" Uriah's hand shoots up. "How much more bad ass can you get?" He smirks and acts all innocent. I smile. "Uriah, I am way more bad ass than you could imagine. I'm pretty sure you only asked that because you want a fighting lesson, am I right." His face turns red and he looks down. "Uriah, if you do want to take fighting lessons, I do offer them. I got my degree as a personal trainer when I was 14. They cost $15 a month, but since I'm most likely related to you and all of y'all are my friends I will only charge $10 a month, if anyone wants a trainer that is." I smile and say, "Now any questions about the project?" Lynn raises her hand. "Will we be able to finish it all in two weeks with the plan you have, and are you gonna act like a teacher the whole time?" I think it over a little bit then say, "Yes and no. Yes because we will be able to finish it, and no I won't act like a teacher the whole time." I smile so hard it hurts. "I'm so excited to do this project! I just can't help it. It has an effect on me, someone make it stop! My face hurts! Shit! I mumble the last bit hoping they won't hear it. "Tris, calm down you acting like the old you again! You're a ton of work to keep up with, it's starting to get confusing!" I look at where the voice is coming from. Turns out its Tristian. He knew I didn't want him to say that. "Dammit, Tristian! I didn't want them to know about that yet! Idiot! You better watch your back at the party. I know for a fact that there will be knife throwing. And I might just make you stand in front of the target and let me throw knives at you....blindfolded." I say with a grin and a little aggravation still in there. "It's a long story so it might want to wait until the party or tonight. And besides it's not important, so let's just drop it, okay?" Thank God they nod.