Secretly Famous

Meeting the Gang

Tris' POV

I stumble into the math classroom after Christina just as the bell rings. A pale boy with blonde hair and green eyes waves to Christina from the back of the room. Christina skips up to him with me in tow. As we approach the back of the room I notice there is a small group of people with him.

"Guys, this is Tris. She's new here," Christina says. "Tris this is Will, Uriah, Marlene, and Lynn."

They all smile warmly at me and the guy who waved us over, Will, pulled out two chairs from the table they were sitting at. Christina and I plop down in the chairs. Her between Will and Lynn, and me between Uriah and Marlene.

"So, are you in dauntless?" Will asks me.

I nod and they all high five each other.

"Dauntless is the best. You'll love it here." exclaims Uriah. "You have to sit with us at lunch so I can see you eat your first bite of dauntless cake."

I laugh while everyone around the table shakes their head, smirking.

"What is so good about dauntless cake?" I question.

"Dauntless cake is the most delicious food item a person could ever consume and anyone who says otherwise is a disgrace to mankind!" Uriah shouts.

"He is very passionate about his dauntless cake," Marlene explains.

"I see that," I say in awe that a cake can have such a big influence on a person.

The teacher walks in and class begins. The first two classes are uneventful. Mainly small talk with my new friends. We talk about sports and school. Lucky for me they haven't asked about my family yet. I walk into music and see Tori smiling at me from the teachers desk in the corner. I automatically know I will enjoy this class. I go sit in the last empty spot at my new friends table. Uriah, Marlene, Will, and Christina are there along with several new faces. (Lynn doesn't take music.) I am sitting next to Christina and a handsome guy with deep blue eyes. The table is fairly quiet and the three people I have not met are staring at me intently as if waiting for me to say something.

Uriah must sense my discomfort for he says, "For those of you who don't know, this is Tris. Tris, this is my brother Zeke, his girlfriend Shauna, and his best buddy Four."

Everyone says a hello of sorts, but I can't focus on anything but the man sitting on my right. Four was his name. Why Four? I am snapped out of my thoughts when Tori starts the class.

"I would like you to raise your hand if you play an instrument," announces Tori.

I raise my hand along with about 90% of the class. I have played the piano since I was seven and been singing since I was five.

"Now, how many of you can sing?"

I keep my hand raised high in the air, but everybody elses hands are put down quickly.

"Tris! Why don't you sing something for us!" declared Tori.

"So that's why I was the only one who said they could sing," I thought as I slowly stand up and walk to the front of the room.

"Can I use your piano?" I ask. I already know what I want to sing.

"Go for it!" insists Tori.

I sit down in front of the piano and begin to play and sing the song A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton.

I get so into it that I forget where I am and that I am being watched by a room full of peers. When I finish the song the room erupts in applause and shouting. I blush and walk back to my seat.

"That was amazing! Where did you learn to sing like that?" screams Christina.

"I've been singing since I was five," I reply and laugh at her enthusiasm.

I here a voice next to me say, "You're a really good singer."

I turn my head and see the voice belongs to Four.

"Thanks," I reply shyly. I must be as red as a tomato right now.

Nothing very interesting happens until lunch. I speak fluently in Spanish because my mom used to hire nannies to watch Caleb and I when we were little, and one of them was from Chile and she didn't speak English very well. Caleb and I had to learn Spanish and could speak fluently by the time I was thirteen. I thought it would raise too many questions if people knew I spoke fluent Spanish, so I kept my mouth shut for most of fourth period. Then it was time for lunch.

End of chapter 2. I am really enjoying writing this. I hope you enjoy reading it.-Maddie
04/22/16