Divergent high

Meeting the seven and pissing them off

After lunch Al had to get to his class that he had without us.
"So we have music next and since your new your most likely gonna have to sing or some shit,"
"Well damn!"
She laughed "yea but it's not that bad no one in that class can really do shit,"
By the time she said that we were already there. This room was different than the others. When you walked in you immediately saw a small stage in the ground of the room and five rows of chairs on each side.
"Hey tris come sit over here!" Apparently while I was looking around Lynn had already found her set. So I sat next to her and was about to say something when a bunch of students came in screaming and giggling,
"OMG Jason did you see his face?!"
"Yea dude Leo was scared shitless,"
"I was not!" A short little Latino boy with curly hair yelled.
"Sure repair boy sure," they all laughed.
   One was a tall blonde boy with a scar on his lip, another was a tallish girl with choppy hair and a bronze  complexion, a boy with tan skin and black hair with green/blue eyes, a blonde girl with grey eyes, a girl with curly brown hair and a tall buff Asian guy with black hair. "Uuggg Those are "the seven" or as al and I called them "the Seven pops" their the popular kids.  Blondey is Jason, Grey eyes is Annabeth, sea eyes is Percy, black girl is hazel and Asian is frank the  scrawny one is Leo," she told me in an exasperated voice.
"So what's s-"
"Alright class get your ass in your seat and let's do this,"
Tori walked in and the class went silent.
"So because today is the first day of school it's my job to find out what each of you can do. So with that being said-" she took a breath " whose first?"
No one replied. Tori sighed " alright lets do this the boring way Leo Valdez, Annabeth chase ,Jason grace,Percy Jackson ,Piper McLean,Frank Zhang ,Hazel lazeque ,Four eaton ,Tris prior,Lynn way,Zeke ,Uriah ,Nico di Angelo ,Lauren Pitts ,Nina Pitts ,Will solace,Grover underwood,Will green ,Cristina copes,Shana ,Marleen in that order you will come up. Now VALDEZ!"
The scrawny Mexican boy run up to the stage tripping along the way ,making everyone laugh. They each did something music related some sang so played instruments. One by one the seven went up, one more cocky then the rest. What really caught my eye is when the boy I knocked out went up. Flavor or something like that. He picked up a microphone and started singing something VARY familiar.

"Cross my Heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and I don't want it back
I'm going numb I've been  hijacked
It's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you
so I say damn your kiss  and
The awful things you do
Yeah you're worse than nicotine
Nicotine yeah you're worse than nicotine nicotine yeah
its  better  burned than to fadeaway
it's better to leave than to be replaced I'm losing to you baby I'm no match I'm going off I've been hijacked
it's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you so I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Cause you're worse than nicotine nicotine
yeah you're worse than nicotine nicotine
yeah just one more hit and then we're through
because you could never love me back  cut every tie I have to you
Cause you're loves a fucking drag
and I need it so bad
Your loves a fucking drag
But I need it so bad because
Yeah you're worse than nicotine nicotine
yeah you're worse than nicotine
Nicotine"

AH FUCK! OH HELL WHAT THE DICK!(A/N my friend and I came up with that) He likes panic! At the disco . NO! "Tris your up " I hear snickers coming from the seven. I flip them off. Well fuck, I guess I'll sing. Wait, if he thinks he knows Panic! Then let's have this throwback.

"Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
just for the attention cause that's just ridiculously,
well she's sure gonna get it
here's the setting fashion magazines line the walls now
the walls line the bullet holes
have some composure
where is your posture
oh no no
your pulling the trigger
pulling the trigger
all all wrong
Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say shotgun, you say wedding
Shotgun, wedding, shotgun, wedding
She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Give me a break)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood at her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams
(Give me a break)
Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
Come on this is screaming photo op, op
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming photo op.
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break
When I say shotgun, you say wedding
Shotgun, wedding, shotgun, wedding
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams"
As I finished flavor looked pissed. Good. I thought silently to myself as I sat back down.
"Dude you didn't tell me you could sing !" Lynn whispered
"Ya didn't ask," I responded . She gave me the you know what I mean look. After that more people went but I didn't notice or care I zoned out for the rest of class. The bell rang, but before anyone could get up Tori said something. 

"Okay class you did ok for the first day we will pick this up tomorrow and I will give you your grade and the final score," 

We all got up and left me and Lynn went to see if we could find Al. 

"We have to tell Al you can sing he would have our necks if we didn't tell him,"

"Yea I guess. If you want but I really don't see why we have to. It's not that big a deal,"

"NOT THAT BIG A DEAL!!!!!! ARE YOU CRAZY!!! Tris you sing like an angel and i don't even believe in god!" 

"AL!"

"LYNN! What do you want?"

"Al Tris can fucking sing. OH and SHE KNOWS PANIC! AT THE DISCO!"

"She's a keeper,"

"ahh She's standin right here"

"OH" they said at the same time 

"Well we only have a few more classes soooo BYE LADY DIPSHIT!" 

"AL I"M GONNA KILL YOU!"

"BYE!"