Fours P.O.V～
Of course the day before school returns my wicked dad Marcus ,who doesn't even deserve to be called a dad gave me the worst beating .
It's been like this ever since my mom died every night his belt comes whipping towards my back leaving scars every time. At least I don't have to worry about him when I'm at NYU next fall far away from Chicago.
I was in so much pain as I woke up but I knew I couldn't show it throughout the day. I hope Tris doesn't notice wait why am I thinking about her I hate her and she hates me it's always been that way ever since 1st grade.
When I finally get out of bed I put on some dark black skinny jeans a tight dark grey v-neck that shows off my muscles with black and red vans.
I quickly go downstairs make breakfast for Marcus grab a muffin then my black varisty jacket plus my black northface borealis bag, and then head outside to my black Ferrari (as you can tell my favorite color is black or anything dark but mostly black ). I plug my phone into pandora and my favorite song beating heart come on and I drive to school.
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Divergent High
FanfictionTris and the gang go to highschool in the real world. Four and Tris both hate each other but what happens when they get paired up for a project together?
