I wake up with the biggest hangover in the history of hangovers. Sadly I will be forced to go to Hell, I mean School. I get dressed in black ripped skinny jeans with studs going up the sides, a tight black crop top with rips on the sides. For makeup I do a dark cat eye look with a black fade to gray smokey eye, I put on a maroon lipstick with a slight pink blush. I grab my studded black combat boots and my black bookbag. I hop in my black 2016 bugatti and put the top down. As i'm driving down the road I stop and see Tobias right next to me. He is driving a 2016 Ford Truck, and I must say it makes him look HOT!! I rev my engine and he looks over at me,
"You want to race hot stuff?!" He says with a wink
"You know it," the lights turns green "eat my dust number boy!" I get to school in three minutes with Tobias right behind me. I pull into the front spot and Tobias right next to me.
"I guess we know who would be a better street racer."
"You had a 2016 Bugatti, I had a Ford Truck. Big difference." He states
"Someones a sore loser." I reach up and kiss his cheek, but he turns his head at the last second.
"You playa." He just smirks at me. The bell rings and we make our way to math with Mrs. Matthews.
I walk in and she says,
"Why are you late?"
"Because, The Party Don't Start Till I Walk In."
The rest of the class starts to sing.
"DON'T STOP MAKE IT POP, DJ BLOWIN MY SPEAKERS UP. TONIGHT ON THE FIGHT TILL WE SEE THE SUNLIGHT, TICK TOCK ON THE CLOCK HOPE THE PARTY DOn't......."
"STOP, Tris Prior get out of my class and think about what you did."
"Oh, think about what I did your a monster." I say with a smirk and leave
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Disaster(Under Editing)
FanfictionHigh school is already bad enough, but how bad is it with abuse, destruction, sadness, sickness, and death. Nothing is perfect, but it seems like Tris' life is worse
