I sit in my dorm room at SDSU and my mind never leaves Tris.
I'm such a moron.
I look down at my hands and my knuckles have crusted blood on them.
That fight with Jonathan... now I know next time don't fight a hockey player.
I would call it a tie because there was no winner in that. I guarantee a black eye and busted lip tomorrow.
I could say the same for him though.
I got up and walked out to the hall. I locked the door and then went to the bathroom. I rinsed my hands in the sink and the familiar sting hit me.
"Fight?" I heard behind me.
I looked to see a tall guy standing there.
"Yeah" I say ashamed
"It was a girl huh?" He asks then goes to the other sink with a razor and shaving cream.
"Yeah" I say again
"Who won?" He asks spreading the cream on his face.
"Physically no one, but he defiantly won the girl" I say closing my eyes.
"You see it's not just girls who fight over guys now. We do it too" he says with a slight chuckle.
"You fought for a girl?"
"Mhm. Worst decision I ever made" he says
"Why is that?" I ask leaning against the sink.
"Cause in the end I didn't get the girl and I broke the guys jaw" he says
My eyes widen and I have nothing to say to that.
"I'm Amar" He says and out stretches his hand to me.
"Four" I say and shake his hand.
"Well freshman. I'll see you at the gym sometime" he says and wipes his face.
"Why is that?" I ask
He starts to walk out, but he turns.
All the sudden I see Tris instead.
"Cause I never stopped fighting. I just stopped fighting for her and that's the biggest mistake I ever made. Let's find out yours" he/she says
I close my eyes then open again. I watch Amar walk out of the bathroom this time.
I'll fight for Tris and I won't stop.
•Tris POV•
"Now in San Diego it will be a beautiful 82 degrees" the weather girl says on the TV.
I have my eye closed while laying in bed just thinking about Tobias.
I really shouldn't think about him though.
My career is over because of him. No one will want me to work for them with this scar.
"Miss. Prior?" I hear a voice and a knock at the door.
"Yes?" I say softly
A woman walks in with a kind smile on her face.
"My name is Dr. Joanna Reyes. I did your stitches" she says
I look at her and see she too has a scar on her face.
"Your gash should heal fairly well, but it will leave a scar unfortunately" she says
"Yeah I know" I say and turn back to the window.
"Scars aren't all bad. In your case Miss. Prior it may end your modeling career, but it doesn't end your life. A scar doesn't define you, but don't let it control you either. I see a bright future for you. It just may not be in modeling" she says
I look back at her and look at the scar on her face.
"Take it from me. I used to model when I was your age too. Look at me now. I'm a doctor. You can be anything you want to be" she says and smiles.
I smile back at her and give her a nod.
She leaves the room and I take this all in.
My life isn't over.
Its only just begun.
Hey guys,
Thanks for reading. Please comment.
I think this will be the end of this book. I'm going to make a part 2.
The Infamous Tris Prior
Let me know what you think.
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