Before I Met You

Part 7

"So Tris are you still planning on not doing track?" Amar asks me and I just roll my eyes.

"I already told you I wasn't going to," I sigh as I look at him. 

"What if I could get you a scholarship through track?" he suggests. 

"I'll think about it," I tell him. "Only if you will get off my back."

"That's a deal."

"Hey Coach!" Zeke yells. "Can we do something else!"

I look over at the court and see all of one team out, and Four and Zeke tossing a dodgeball back and forth. I hop back on the stage grab my textbook out of my bag and finish the rest of my homework.  

"Tris! Come here!" Coach Amar yells. 

I close my textbook and hop off of the stage. I put everything back in my book bag and go over to him. He of freaking course has Four is with him. 

"Four can help you with running if you want to do track," Amar says as I stand next to him.

"Ya no way am I doing track if I have to be stuck with him," I say as I cross my arms over my chest. 

"Oh come on Stiff," Four rolls his eyes at me, so I glare at him. 

"Four," Amar says sternly.

"Oh come on, it's fine," Four laughs as he looks at coach. 

"Watch it Four," Amar says. "I don't want to send you to the office."

Four rolls his eyes once again and he just looks at me. "She's already my god damn tutor, I'm not helping her with running."

"Four just shut up for a minute," Amar groans. "You are getting on my nerve."

"Oh knock it off," Four laughs as he shoves Amar.

"I'm still your teacher," Amar smirks and Four just crosses his arms over his chest. 

"Yeah, yeah," Four sighs and I step in front of him.

"Okay about tutoring, I have to go home first to tell my parents. I just need your address," I say and Four holds out his hand. "What?"

"Give me your phone, and I'll give it to you," he tells me. 

I pull my phone out of my pocket and hand it to him. He starts typing before he hands me my phone back. "Thanks." 

"Go to my house right after you get home. I want to get this tutoring over with," Four mumbles as he goes back to Zeke.

"I feel bad for you Tris, you have to deal with that asshole," Amar pats my shoulder and I smile at him. 

"I'll need all the sympathy I can get," I reply and Amar laughs. 

I head back over to the stage and finish up my homework. I look up and watch dodge balls being throw across the court. I see Zeke laughing as Four catches a ball that was thrown at his head. Four just turns and throws the ball right at Zeke, who fails miserably to catch it. I turn my attention back to my homework. I finish my calculus homework and put it back in my book bag. As soon as I do that I hear Amar blow a whistle. Everyone stops and, of course, Zeke chucks a ball at Four. I roll my eyes and Amar does the same .

"Alright everyone, since this game is clearly just turn into a free for all we'll stop," Amar shouts. "So now we'll just go outside and run the mile."

Almost everyone groans in frustration. I pack up my book bag and swing it over my shoulder as I hop down from the stage. I start to walk towards the doors to go out to the track, and I exit last. Everyone runs out to the track, and I go to the bleachers.