Chapter Tobias: Mean Girls and Shopping

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I walk to my locker, and notice people still I have not calmed down that I am at this school after two days. I really am getting tired of this, but I guess I have to deal with it. 

I spot my friends standing by my locker, talking about who knows what. I decide it might be fun to scare them again, so I go into the bathroom, and hide in a stall. I close my eyes, shape shifting into Lynn. 

I grab my backpack, and step back out of the stall. When Shauna sees me, first, her eyes widen before she realizes what I'm doing. I wink, signaling her to stay quiet. 

She grins, going back to the conversation with the others. I walk past the last few people, and stand behind Lynn. Christina and Marlene scream, then start laughing hysterically. The Pedridiots silence, and makes me think this joke is too confusing for them to comprehend. Will immediately laughs, and all of the reactions start to confuse Lynn. 

"What the hell is wrong with you people!" She shouts. 

I smile, popping my head beside her, and for the first time, probably, ever, Lynn screams bloody murder. The moment she thinks for a second, she punches me hard,  "God damn it Tris!" 

I giggle so hard I fall to the floor, involuntarily shifting back to normal. Lynn kicks my side, making me laugh harder. "Come on, get up." 

I grab Zeke's outstretched hand, and pull myself up. "That was so mean, but kind of funny." Lynn says, smirking. 

I give her an apologetic hug, still getting over my giggle fit. I switch out my school supplies while the others are joking around, grabbing my homeroom things. 

"Oh, look, it's the almighty Six Prior!" I hear someones voice from behind the group. 

"Move pansycakes." I tell the Pedridiots, forcing them to part ways. 

There stands that one girl from my first period, Nita, Cara, and someone I don't really know, but I know her name is Totty, but everyone calls her Thotty. I realize they are all wearing clothes that, well, are probably 5 sizes too small. Not a single one has any shirt but a crop top in their closets. 

"Yes, it's me, now what do you need?" I ask, rolling my eyes. 

"I just came to see what all the gossip was about, but apparently there isn't really much to talk about." Cara  cackles, an exact copy of the Wicked Witch of the West. 

"There's more to me than my body, but I don't think much else would matter to someone like you." I spit, getting a few oohs from my friends. 

She glares, "I see you have a lot of bark, but no bite." 

I laugh, turn back to face her, and light my hair and eyes on fire, which didn't take much considering this bitch has already made me beyond angry. 

She is scared for a second, but composes herself, "Look, I just came here to say, we are the queens of this school, and you will not be taking our crowns." 

I laugh again, honestly amused, "Watch me. Now, scram little mousies!" 

I link our minds for a few seconds, controlling all three of them, and making them walk away. 

I unlink, and they just keep walking. "Damn Six, I like that fire!" Christina says, smirking. 

I grin, "Of course, I don't put up with people like that." 

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I lay down on my bed, tired beyond belief. In Power Controlling today, we had to spar against others, which was exhausting. We did it competition style, and I ended up winning, but it completely wore me out. 

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