Game Over (A Divergent Fanfiction)

Chapter 1 | A Long Year // Tris POV

Tris POV

I walk along the sidewalk as the leaves crunch underneath my shoes, and the autumn wind blows through my hair.

Most people dreamed of having their own car to ride to school. Of course I want a car, but I really didn't mind the walk to school. It gave me alone time, to think.

"TRIS, WAIT UP!" 

Unless of course, if someone finds me.

I turn around and watch as Christina sprints toward me. I slow my pace to a near stop, and wait as she catches up to me, heaving and panting.

"What's up?" I greet her.

"What's up, WHAT'S UP?!" she says almost screeching, "don't you pretend you don't know what's happening today!"

"I really don't." I say with a shrug.

"Oh right, I forgot about how you are totally unfamiliar with this thing called the INTERNET!" Christina yells at me. I hate to admit it, but she's not wrong. I'm more of a cuddle in a comfy chair with a book rather than a laptop kinda person.

"Don't you at least watch the news?! Or read magazines, that's reading!" She exclaims exasperated.

"It's half pictures! And of course I watch the news, but I doubt your news is actually newsworthy." I tell her rolling my eyes.

"Speaking of my news," she starts to jump up and down screeching, "YA KNOW FOUR, THE TEEN POPSTAR?! SUUUUUPER HOT AND FAMOUS, WELL HE'S COMING TO OUR SCHOOL, FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!"

"WHAT?!" I scream almost as loud as Christina. I might be a bookworm, but music is my life. And that bastard is a disgrace to it. I can't even believe how he passes of his noise as music, and what's even worse is that the whole female population is obsessed with him. Ugh, it disgusts me.

"That's it. I'm not going to school anymore." I exclaim, throwing my backpack down.

"Too bad, we're already here." Christina says gesturing towards the school. Loud screams fill the air, as I see a huge crowd gathered at the entrance. They all scream and wave as Four steps out of his car.

I'm too busy debating whether it's too late to move to Australia when suddenly Christina grabs my backpack and runs away. I immediately race after her and into the school. Once I catch up to her, I tackle her down and grab my backpack. She lies on the ground laughing at me while I roll my eyes at her and begin to walk away.

I'm too busy gathered in my thoughts when I bump into someone. "I'm so sorry!" I apologize.

"Don't worry about it," I look up and see that I had accidentally knocked into the principal. I turn around and start to walk away when he suddenly calls out to me, "Hey, um Tris, I was wondering if maybe you could do a favor for me?"

"Yea sure." I say turning around.

I follow him into the office and see someone sitting in a chair with their back facing towards us. I sit down in the chair next to the person and get a clear look at their face. I do a double take.

"As I'm sure you might already know, this is our new student here, Four." He gestures towards Four, Four looks at me and nods. "Since he's new here, I was wondering if you could show him around, and direct him to his classes."

Nuh-uh, I am not spending the day with Four. "Oh, well I actually have to get to class, and I'm sure there are plenty of other people who are willing to show him around." I reply starting to get up from my chair.

"Ms. Prior." the principal gives me a stern look.

I sigh, "Fine." The principal smiles and goes back to his work.

"C'mon, let's go." I say to Four, walking out of the office. I'm hoping that maybe Four will get lost and I won't have to deal with him. But to my dismay, seconds later, I can feel his presence next to mine as he matches my long strides.

"What's your first class?" I ask without looking at him.

"Science with Ms. Matthews."

I stop and look him in the eye, "Are you serious?"

He nods his head.

I groan, and think about how much I am hating my life right now. I keep on walking and Four quickly follows.

"You know you're pretty hot." Four tells me with a wink. I think I throw up a little in my mouth, I ignore him and keep on walking.

"We should hang out sometime. You free after school?" Okay, I'm definitely going to throw up.

"Okay listen here," I stop and turn around to glare at him, "you might have a billion screaming girls who would kill to hear you say those words, but unfortunately for you, I'm not one of those girls. So you can cut it out with the cool guy act," I step forward with each word until I've got him backed up against the lockers, I jab my finger in his chest, "and you and I both know that you're nothing but a fake."

He looks at me stunned, I enjoy this moment for one more second before taking off to my class, which sadly, he's in.

We arrive a minute late to class and when I open the door, everyone turns around to stare at us. I quickly walk to my seat and avoid eye contact.

"Ms. Prior, you're late." Ms. Matthews announces. Thanks for the observation Captain Obvious.

"Sorry, but the principal asked me to direct our new student to his classes." I reply in a sweet voice.

"Well, just don't be late again," she says before turning towards Four, "Welcome, Mr. Eaton." Eaton? "I hope you enjoy being here, because we certainly are pleased to have you here."

"Of course you are, I'm famous." he says with that stupid smirk on his face. He looks around the room and throws winks or call me signs to some of the girls. They blush and giggle, I'm in a room of idiots.

Ms. Matthews smiles at him through clenched teeth, "Well, why don't you go ahead and take a seat next to Ms. Prior."

I immediately jump up from my chair, "NO!"

" What did you just say?" Ms. Matthews asks, expecting me to carry out her every wish. She thinks she rules the world, just like Four, I despise people like them.

"I'm sorry, but I am not sitting next to that douche." I exclaim crossing my arms.

"Ms. Prior you shall do as I say, and not object!" Ms. Matthews scolds.

"My name's Tris." I mutter under my breath, sinking back down into my chair. Ms. Matthews glares at me and I glare right back. Usually I'm a great student, I would never talk back to a teacher like this. I'm actually a very shy person, hence the bookworm. The only thing that makes me cause outbursts like this is when I'm filled with emotion. Right now, that emotion is hate.

Four sits down on the chair next to me and drops his bag down, smirking at me. I sink lower into my chair.

This is going to be a long year.

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