Tris POV
The second hand of the clock slowly ticks by as Ms. Matthews drones on and on about who knows what.
Tick
......and if you mix.....blah blah...
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...the results will be...
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...be extra careful...
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...so the homework-
RING RING RING
Saved by the bell. I quickly jot down the homework and race out of there as fast as humanly possible. I want to avoid any interaction with Ms. Matthews or Four or any other human being in general. I slow down once I reach my locker, open it up, and switch out my books.
"Hey Trissy-Poo", I cringe at the nickname, but smile at the sound of that voice. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist.
I turn around smiling, "Hey Uri-Poo."
"Point taken", Uriah says laughing, "So, how has your day been going?"
"Absolutely horrible." I say lying against my locker.
"Well maybe I can make you feel better," He smiles mischievously. Uriah wraps his arm around me again and pulls me into a kiss.
After a few seconds I pull away, "You know what Uriah? I actually do feel better."
"Glad I could help."
I put my lock back on the locker and begin to walk to my next class, with Uriah walking beside me.
"Hey umm, I was, er, wondering. So I have a friend, and he doesn't really have anyone to sit with. I was wondering if I could invite him to join us?" Uriah asks me scratching the back of his neck, a sign meaning that he was nervous.
"Yea sure, fine with me. Who is this 'friend'?"
"Oh, you'll see."
I give Uriah a goodbye kiss before walking off to my class. Completely forgetting my duty to take Four with me.
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I am so ready for lunch.
Today has been the longest morning of my life. After I got chewed out by the principal for forgetting Four, he wouldn't leave my side. During Music, he played one of his so-called songs, and all the girls almost trampled me trying to run up to the stage to tell Four how great he was. Then after Music, I had P.E., which thankfully Four was not in, so I dropped him off with some screaming fan. But Coach Amar was absent today so we got stuck with some random substitute they picked off the street. Some idiot messed up our drill and we spent the rest of class running laps, leaving me beyond exhausted right now.
I put my books away and start towards the cafeteria. I make my way towards the endless line, thankfully, I changed really fast and arrived early. I pile food onto my plate, grab a cold drink, then take two slices of dauntless cake for good measure.
I walk towards our usual table and plop down ready to eat my food.
"Hey Tris, wow, that's a lot of food." Christina sits down next to me. I grunt in reply, not wanting to take my mind off eating.
We're soon joined by the other people in our group of friends. Shauna and Zeke come holding hands, with Lynn following behind in disgust. Marlene arrives peppy as usual, starting up a conversation with Christina about fashion or shopping or whatever.
I hear loud screaming coming from the entrance, but I'm too focused on my beautiful food in front of me.
After a few moments, Uriah arrives at our table with his "friend", and thankfully, the screaming has died down. I look up and suddenly realize that his "friend" was Four. Man, I can not catch a break today. I glare at both of them, but they don't notice me.
"Hey guys, so as you might know, this is Four, and I invited him to sit with us." Uriah introduces, "Four this is Zeke, you already know him, his girlfriend Shauna, her little sister Lynn, Christina, Marlene, and of course, my beautiful girlfriend Tris." Everyone nods their heads, smiles, or shows a form of hello before returning to what they were doing before.
When Four hears that I'm Uriah's girlfriend, his eyes widen, either in fear or shock. Uriah sits down on the other side of me, and gives me a kiss on the cheek. Four sits down across from us watching our interaction, and looks confused, probably from the fact that I'm still not fawning all over him and asking him for an autograph.
Christina breaks off from her conversation with Marlene, and turns toward Four. "Can I just say that I am totally starstruck right now!" I groan in my mind.
"Yeah, me too. Ooh! Can I have a selfie with you?" Marlene joins in. Four's smirk only grows bigger, like his ego.
I roll my eyes at my friends and finish my lunch, though my appetite is pretty much gone now. I get up to throw away my stuff and walk towards the trash can. Suddenly someone steps in my way. I try to sidestep around them but they continue to block my path.
"Where do you think you're going Stiff?" Peter sneers at me. He's been calling me that nickname ever since I broke up with him, and let's just say our relationship did not end well. Even after all these years, he still manage to find time to make my life miserable.
I roll my eyes. "To the trash can," I reply, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.
"Yea, cause that's where you belong." Peter laughs at that "great burn". Before I can say anything, he shoves me, causing me to stumble backwards. But before he can do anything else, Uriah steps in front of me protectively. He says something to Peter, causing him to scowl then walk away.
Uriah turns back towards me, "You okay?"
I nod my head, "You know I could've totally taken care of him."
"It didn't seem like a fair match, you would have beaten him too easily. Plus, I wouldn't want you to go to jail for murdering the douche."
I smile and give him a quick kiss before dumping my trash away. Just as I hear the sound of the bell ringing through the air, signaling the end of lunch.
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