Divergent High

Chapter 2

Fours pov
UHHHHHGGG. Why does Tris have to be alive. She makes everyday so stupid. And the stupid teacher paired us up. Some people are just so clueless.
I get up after the bell rings and walk out to my locker. Tris walks up after me to her locker.
"So when should we write the paper?" She asks.
"How about tonight at my house at 7 after all we are neighbors and I want to get this done with as quickly as possible."
" Agreed" she says and with that walks away.
I usually would not have people over to my house, but my dad is out of town so it's fine. Thankfully he won't be home until 1 week.
He doesn't care about me, to him I am nothing but the son he never wanted. It keeps me awake at night thinking about these things.
I snap out of my daze when I hear Lauren's annoying voice.
Wow that girl can not take a hint. She gets on my nerves so much.
"What do you want?" I say in a harsh tone.
"Uh, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang tonight?" She says while winking.
I mentally throw up.
Good thing I have an excuse. "I can't I have to right a paper with a partner" I inform her.
"Who?" She says very pissed.
"None of your business." I say and push her out of the way.
"But Four" I hear her say.
"Bye" I say and walk to my next class.
TIME LAPSE•••••••

Tris pov
After school is over I walk to my house, grape and apple and my backpack and walk to my room. I decide to put on sweatpants and a Hogwarts shirt. I put my hair and another messy bun because I don't care what Four thinks of me.
I start my homework and when it's time I walk over to his house and ring the doorbell. He opens it and very casually says come in.
I walk in his house and see the front of his house looks very much like ours. It's a odd I've never been in here before.
"Hey" I say.
"Sup" he says back not making any eye contact.
"Soooo....." I say awkwardly.
Wow this is a very uncomfortable moment.
"Shall we start?" He says. I nod my head and we go to his room.
When we go up to his room I realize that it's right across from my window.
I could litteraly climb into his house for our balcony.
We sit down and start with some basic questions. "What is your favorite color?"
"Blue" we both say at the same time. Right as we do we both look up into each others eyes and for maybe two second while I was staring into him deep blue eyes, I saw a different side of Four. A hurt side of him wanting love and comfort. We ask a few more questions and then I decide that I have had enough for tonight so I walk home thinking about what happened.

Thanks for reading if you are. All of these characters belong to Veronica Roth an amazing author. I will write more chapter soon, hopefully daily. ❤️❤️ much love,
~Claire