Divergent : Tris Pedrad

Chapter 3

AN// Hey Initiates (gonna start calling you that), hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm really enjoying writing it!!!

Everyone was out of their seats right after Tori left. She was always too cool. She lets us do whatever we want. I smirk and we all get up from our seats. We leave the art room, heading to the training room in the gym. We laughed loudly, pushing and shoving each other.
I spot some boxing gloves in the corner of the room and a idea pops in my mind. "Who wants to fight?" I asked with a huge smile.
Everyone perked up. "ME!!!" Uriah says immediately.
I smile and grab the gloves, tossing him a set. "Let's fight," I said smirking.
"Hey Uriah, if you hurt her, I'll kick your ass!" Zeke warns him.
Four laughs at Zeke a over protectiveness.
"Hey tris you're trying out for the varsity football team right?" Four asks me.
"Duh, I played last year of course I am," I said smiling.
Last year I played on the varsity football team with Uriah as the only two freshman. I've also been the only girl to ever play on the football team. I'm a wide receiver so I catch the ball and four is a quarter back. Zeke is a tight end along with Uriah.
"You sure you wanna do this?" Uriah asks me with a wink.
"Let's go," I say before raising my gloves.
Everyone watches with anticipation. Uriah swings his fist out and I dodge it, quickly moving to the right. He jerks around throwing another punch. This one merely misses me. Uriah throws another punch, nailing my cheek. I gasp falling down. I hope to my feet and throw a hard punch, he grabs my arm so I kick his leg out from under him. He tumbles to the ground and I straddle his waist. He wriggles and I punch his cheek. He brings his hands up and pushes me off of him easily. I slam into the mat and try to climb to my feet but Uriah catches my foot. He pins me to the mat and smirks. "Say mercy," he says close to my face.
I punch my lips closed.
"Say it!" He says childishly.
I catch him off guard, bucking him off of me. I twist his arm behind him and he shrieks like a little girl, "MERCY MERCY!!!!"
I hear everyone burst out laughing and I let Uriah go.
"Come on Uriah, man up," I hear Will say sarcastically.
"Beatrice Pedrad," Zeke said in a deep voice.
"IS THE VICTOR!" He says.
I role my eyes at him and shove him.
We sit around laughing and joking together. The bell finally rings and we all head to our next class, Gym.

I quickly change into my short black Nike shorts and White Nike shirt before putting my Roches back on. I glanced at myself in the mirror. I looked really good. The really short shorts showed off my nice legs and the Nike shirt showed off what little curves I had. I tied my hair up in a messy bun before leaving the locked room. I walked towards the rest of the class, who were gathered around coach Max. Many of the guys turned around, staring at me. Zeke held an annoyed look. I walked up to my friends and stood with them.
"Um Beatrice Natalie Pedrad, those shorts are WAY to short!" Zeke growls at me.
"Shut up, it's fine," I say.
He frowns in anger. And we turn our attention to coach max.
"Okay, today we have a few option. You can play tackle football- obviously not too rough because there is no equipment , volleyball, or soccer," he says before letting us all chose. We head outside and I immediately head to the football field. I was the only girl who was going to play football. Funny thing is, I'm also the captain of the cheerleading team, so I don't really get a break at half time.
I immediately get onto fours and my brothers team. I groan as I see peter, drew, and Eric on the other team.
Oh, it is so on.

We won the coin toss so we started with the ball. Some kid names Al, snaps the ball to four and I race off, sprinting down the field, I juke out a guy and race down the field . Four releases the ball, launching it over 40 yards to me. I pivot and run to where the ball will be. My hands find the ball and I turn on my heel racing down the field. I had incredible speed, faster than everyone else. Peter charged head first at me and I dove, jumping over him. I landed and continued running. Everyone was whooping and cheering. I jogged into the end zone and did a bow, making Uri and Ezi laugh.

Our team was on offense again. Peter looked pissed. We were killing his team 21-0. I scored 2 of the three touchdowns. I smiled at peter before the ball was snapped. I sped off, running right past Drew. My legs carried me down the field. Four whipped the ball to me and I caught it with ease. I turned with the ball, attempting to run down the field. Someone smashed into me, slamming extremely hard to the ground. The ball flew from my hands after I hit the ground. I felt sharp agony in my face and I gasped coughing up blood.

CLIFF HANGER!!!! I'm so cruel hahaha