My Sunday consisted with absolutely nothing. I tried to get caught up on school, I became a master at staring at the ceiling, and avoiding my family. I just know that my life is crumbling away and I feel like I can't really do anything about it. I feel like a skydiver that has a parachute that doesn't work and I only have a little bit of time to fix it before it is too late.
I pull myself out of my trans and re-evaluate my surroundings. I sit in the parking lot of my school with my car running. I had to get up early today being that it is Monday. I have to face the people who put me in this position in the first place. I can just feel Peter's insulting words hit me over and over again just as his devastating punches did.
I close my eyes and clear my head. I let my mind turn into an abyss, leaving nothing to think about. I turn myself on auto pilot.
When I open my eyes, I feel like a robot. I am ready to let my day fly by without a second thought. I pull my keys out of the ignition and pop open my door. I pull myself out of my car and slam the door. While I walk away I am sure to press the button on my keys that lock my door.
I glide through the hallways on my way to Tori's room. I can hear the kids laugh at me, and I occasionally hear the 'stiff' comments. I don't let the words stay long enough in my head to cause damage.
I don't even bother with my locker when I get to it. I let myself glide into homeroom and I sit at an empty desk. The people around me move fast, and they don't even bother to ask me what happened. If they did, I wouldn't even tell them anyway.
My friends walk in, and sit around me. They talk about the weekend, but I don't even participate in that conversation. Christina doesn't seem to be mad anymore, but now it feels more awkward than anything.
Tori calls role, and when she gets to my name she pauses before she moves on to the next name. I just look at her and wait for the questions to come. I wait and I wait, but nothing comes. "What?" I ask her.
"This was dropped by, your needed in Principle Eaton's office." She holds out the piece of paper. I stand and I begin the march to the front of the class. I can feel everyone's eyes burn holes through my back as I walk up there.
I take the paper from her and rush out of the classroom. I hate all of this attention. I walk down the long hallway. Behind me, I hear Tori's door burst open again. The sound of footsteps coming my way echoes in the hallway. "Tris! Wait!" I hear Four's name call after me.
I don't respond and I even quicken my pace a little. I know that it is no use at all, but I still try to get away. "Tris!" I hear him as he gets closer to me.
"Your going to get in trouble for leaving. Just go back. It is just a note." I decide to give him a response.
"No." He says as he catches up to me. He walks in front of me, so I can't move. I stop walking and stare at the floor. "What is with you today? Did something happen?"
"Tobias nothing happened." I whisper. "I hate this place now. I never even wanted to come here in the first place. I was forced to." I tell him. I attempt to walk past him, but he grabs my arm.
"Tris. It is okay. I don't particularly enjoy this place either." He says. He opens his mouth to say something else but I cut him off.
"Do you know what it feels like? How I feel right now?" I can hear the anger radiate from my voice. "To actually fear when fear is not accepted? To hear the kids laugh at you and call you stiff. It is not even the name that bothers me either. It is they way that they look at me like a piece of meat."
"Tris, I know.." I yank my arm away from him and continue down the hallway. Tobias catches up to me and grabs my arm again to prevent me from trying to get to the principal's office.
"I don't think that you do. I have a death threat on my family now Tobias. I'm kind of in a predicament right now." I retort. I can feel my vision start to blur, and the hot tears roll down my face.
"Shhhh." He pulls me closer to him and I don't try to move away this time. "You need to be careful about what you say. They are constantly watching us." I can see his eyes look to the wall. There must my cameras or maybe the school is bugged. "I do know how you feel Tris. You don't think I have ever been called a stiff? That I have not been beaten? In case you forgot, I have Tris." His voice drops into a whisper. "I have a father that beats me when I get home every night. I fear my father. He just so happens to be the principal of this school."
Tobias pulls me into a hug, and I let a sob out. "I'm sorry." I feel bad for complaining about my little things.
"It is fine." He whispers."When I say that I know what you are going through I mean in Tris. This won't even be the worst of it. You need to prepare yourself for things to get worse. I've known what Eric is capable of for a while now. You need to be careful with him."
"I have to get down there. I'm pretty sure I am getting kicked out of the school." I tell him as I pull away.
"Tris, don't underestimate my father. Be careful." He calls after me as I walk away. I'm glad that he is there for me. I'm glad that no matter how hard I lean away, he always follows.
I walk into the office and show the lady at the front desk my pass. She points back to the office at the end of the hallway.
I walk in without even announcing myself and thrown myself into a seat in front of Mr. Eaton's desk. He looks up from his computer and stares at me. "Well. Ms Prior. Nice of you to join us on this Monday."
I return the same glare he is giving me right now. "What a pleasure." I mutter to him.
"Why have you not been at school?" He questions.
I let the question hang in the air for a little before I respond. "I got jumped. Got a broken arm, and a few broken ribs."
"Oh, well I suppose you should have a cast?" He says to me. That is a strange question.
I roll up the sleeve of my hoodie in order to expose my cast. "Who wrote on that?" he questions. I don't want him to know that Tobias wrote on it, because something tells me that won't sit well with Mr. Eaton.
"One of my friends." I tell him.
"It is of my understanding that you are in boxing. How is that?" I can see the suspicion in his eyes.
"Yeah. It is fine. I havn't been since I was jumped." I reply.
"Very well. If you miss school like you did again, I will throw you out. Know that I will be watching you Beatrice. If you get kicked out, so will your brother. I understand that it was very important for him to get accepted here." He threatens me.
"This isn' Caleb's problem. This is my problem, and it is not fair to him." I retort. I can't believe that I am actually standing up for my brother.
"Live isn't fair Ms. Prior. Now please, leave this room before I think of another thing to punish you with for threatening me." He waves his had to tell me to leave.
"Threaten? No I think you should rethink who is doing the threatening." I tell him as I exit the room. I'm pretty sure that I just got myself in even more trouble. I have to watch that I don't want to get Caleb kicked out.
The lady at the front desk informs me that I have to go to first period now. I exit the office and head toward my first period class. I have to deal with Christina and all of her questions now. Today is just going to be a really complicated day. I was going more for simplistic, but I'm starting to think that is just not my life.
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