Divergent High (Discontinued)

Chapter Tobias

After about another hour, Four and Marcus finally leave. Thank God! I thought they'd never leave.

I run upstairs and collapse on my bed, sighing. I check my phone for the time. It reads 8:21. Gosh, they were here long. I close my door and change into grey sweatpants and a T-shirt for pajamas. Eventually, I drift off to sleep.

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Today, I wake up to the furiously annoying beeping of my alarm clock. Gosh dang it. Why can't they make more pleasant alarm sounds? I think to myself.

I drag myself out of bed, where I then fall, smashing my face against the floor. Ouch, gosh dang it!

My face starts to feel like it's swelling, so I shuffle into the bathroom and examine my face. it isn't swelling, thank goodness.

I brush my hair and teeth, then get dressed. I choose a black top with gray jeans and Converse. I put my hair into a bun and head downstairs.

"Hey, Bea," Caleb says. Meaning 'Good morning'.

"Your actually supposed to say 'Good morning." I correct him.

"Whats the difference."

"There is a difference! Peo-" I am cut off by mom.

"How about we not start off the day with your bickering." She says it like a suggestion, when really its an order.

"Bea started it." Caleb said as if he was innocent.

"Did not!" I exclaim.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did t-"

"Enough." Dad says sternly. "The school bus will be here any minute now. Finish getting ready." I pack my backpack and sling it over one of my shoulders. I grab my cello and head out the door with Caleb. We stand outside and wait until the bus comes.

When we get on the bus, I see Lynn.

"Tris!!" She jumps up and shouts my name. I smile and sit down with her. "Nice house," she says.

"Thanks."

"Your welcome. Was that your brother standing next to you?"

"Caleb? Yeah. That's him."

"Looks like a nerdy, cool-wannabe." FINALLY!! Finally someone agrees with me!!

"Yes! He is!!" I exclaim.

When we arrive at school, Lynn and I walk up to our group of friends. We talk until we have to get to class. Christina and I walk to first class together. We sit down in our seats, and we turn to face each other. Christina turns and talks with her other friends for a while.

Four sits down and smirks at me.

"Had a great time yesterday," he said, still smirking. He leaned back in his chair and propped his feet up on his desk and it were a footstool.

"Why were you there?" I ask with an annoyed tone to my voice. With this question his smirk fades, and is soon replaced with an unnameable look. It almost looks like he's taken aback but slightly worried about something. He sits straight up and rubs his face with his hands.

"Tell me why," I ask demanding. He looks at me with a tired look. With almost a... vulnerable expression.

"After class."

"Why not now?!"

"Just shut up about it or I won't tell you at all." He says coldly. He then turns away from me and stares at the wall ahead. I nod, even though he doesn't see it and turn and face ahead as well. What is it that bothering him? Hah. He acts so tough its probably something stupid. He's and idiot.

Yeah, but a good-looking one.

I know right!

WAIT. WHAT? NO!

No. I do not think that.

Come on Tris. You can't deny it. That boy got smacked with the cute board.

Okay Me, that doesn't even really make sense.

Your face doesn't make sense.

Okay, that is one of the worst comebacks I have ever heard. You suck at comebacks.

Well, I am you, so technically, its not my fault. technically your the one who sucks at comebacks.

You win.

Point Sub-Conscience, zero Conscience.

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After class I wait outside the door for Four to come out. When he finally does, I grab his arm. He frowns jokingly and thinks for a second. He pulls away from people. He stands and stares at me, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets. He smirks.

"I think I wanna watch you suffer of me not telling you. How about that."

"Nope. Tell me gosh dang it!"

"I'm gonna regret this."

"To bad."

"It's personal to do with me and my family." I raise my eyebrows and nod. "You have to swear not to tell anyone." He says harshly. I read his face for any emotion, but all I see is pure seriousness.

"Okay." I say honestly. "I promise I won't tell anyone." He frowns.

"Four," He starts. He says it quietly, so only I can hear. "Four, is not my real name." Now I frown.

"Then whats is?" I ask. Why won't he just straight forward answer the questions?! It would be so much easier.

"Tobias."

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(A/N) I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next one coming up soon. Please vote and comment!

Until the next chapter,

~pie-girl4