Chapter 2
TRIS POV
We get to school and Four shows me where the office is.
"Beatrice Prior." I whisper to the lady at the desk, I hate my name and I'd rather this cute boy not know it.
He whispers his name to the lady and she hands us both our schedules
"You both are very secretive about your names aren't you?" She asks
"I hate my name so don't tell anyone and call me Tris." I say
"That's clever." She says
"I thought of it myself." I say in a fake proud tone.
We say thanks to the lady and go to find our lockers
"What locker number to you have?" I ask
"4" he says and I laugh
"Ironic." I say, and he laughs to "very, what's your number?"
"6" I say
"Well I happen to know that 4 and six are right next to each other." He says
"What happened to 5?" I ask
"When they remodeled they forgot it." He says and I laugh
We get to our lockers and they are in fact right next to each other.
"What class do you have first?" He asks
"Uh, Strategy 101, you?" I say
"Same, I'll show you were it is." He says, thank god I would've gotten lost.
"You would've found it eventually." He says
"I said that out loud?" I ask he nods and I laugh.
We get there and all eyes are on me, four goes and sits down at an empty desk with three chairs and he sits in the middle. Some guy kinda shoves me a tiny bit and goes to sit in one of the seats next to four.
"Come tell us your name, your new aren't you?" The teacher asks. I nod I feel like I red I hate being the center of attention.
"My name is Tris, and I just moved here from the other end of Chicago." I say
"Really? What school did you go to?" The teacher asks. Shoot Divergent and Insurgent high are mortal enemy's.
"I uh I maybe came from insurgent high......" I state and everyone boos at me except for four.
I look down in embarrassment. "You can go take a seat next to four Tris." The teacher says. I nod, thank god it's someone I partially know. I sit and the guy who shoved me earlier gives me a death glare.
"You look pretty red Stiff." He spits at me
"Dude chill she's cool." Four says
"Besides I never routed for our team anyway, all the guys on the team were major jerks." I say "and call me a stiff again and I break your neck."
He laughs "yeah right." I smile, I hope he's in my gym class so I can show him I can I fact rip his head off.
"Ok Class my name Is Max, just Max don't call me anything else, since it's our first day just get to know the people around you, oh and no lovey doves stuff.." He says
"So either of you have P.E. With coach Amar on third period?" I ask
"I do." They both say at the same time. "What class do you have next Tris?" Four asks
"Uh, Aim and Technique." I say in response
"Really? Can I see your schedule?" He asks and I hand him my schedule, he examines it for a minute.
"We have all our classes together except you have art when I have advanced mechanics." He says, thank goodness, I get to spend the day with this cute boy.
But I have to decide not to fall for him because I'm not pretty and he would never like me, falling for him would be setting myself up for disaster.
"That's great! I will actually know someone in my classes." I say
"Hey you wanna sit with me and my friends at lunch?" Four asks
"Depends, will they all insult me as your friend over here did when I meet them." I ask
"Oh Zeke? Nah, normally we pick on the new kids he didn't know that I have already found out that you are crazy enough to hang out with us." He says
"Wait til P.E. Than you'll really see how crazy I am." I say and they both laugh.
"Ok well I guess I'll sit with you, I would rather that than sit alone." I say "oh Zeke guess what locker four has!" I say
"Uh I don't know is it 456 like last year?" He asks
"Nope he got number 4." I say and we both laugh
"Dude, did you pay someone for that locker or something or is it just a crazy coincidence?" Zeke asks
"Coincidence." Four mutters.
We laugh
"So Tris what's the coolest thing you did this summer?" Zeke asks
"Uh zip lining off the handcock building." I respond, he stares at me in awe
"Told ya she was cool." Four says, Zeke just nods than the bell rings.
"Ok four, you get to show me were the next classroom is because it's still a maze for me." I say and he nods
"What else do I have to love for?" He asks and we laugh
Off to aiming and technique we go.
