Divergent High

Chapter 2 - Tobias

Divergent High - Chapter 2

Tobias's POV

School.

Yuck. Bleah. Why do I have to go to school? Why can't I continue to be home-schooled like I have since I can remember? And then school obviously comes with the... Fangirls. I shiver. At least I know SOMEONE from this 'Divergent High' where I'm going to be starting out at later today, my best friend, Zeke. Apparently, his friends are awesome, I'll be the judge of that. But in the DEEPEST part of my mind, I know that I'm looking forward to meeting them.

Right now, it's 2 am. Why am I up? Well, the devil I live with likes to slash his belt around my back and if I move, my wounds will open up and I kinda don't want to change my bedsheets for the fourth fucking time. So yeah, here I am, on the floor, looking up at the black ceiling, dreading what was to come. I hear someone slam a door shut, I sigh and close my eyes.

After a while, I check my alarm clock. 7:52 is imprinted on it in neon orange colored lettering. "How time flies when you're thinking painful thoughts." I say to myself, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Luckily the devil already left for his 'government' job at six, so I don't have to see him, thank God.

I quickly shower and put cream on my newly opened scars. It hurts like hell. Shit, this year's sports is swimming, how am I going to cover up my scars? Make-up. That's the simple, yet girly, answer. Yes I'm very aware I'm not a girl, you can tell by my oh so amazing build. I swiftly put some concealer on my scars, I really don't know why girls put this stuff on their faces for fun, I just put it on so the world doesn't know about my abusive 'father', or the devil, like I call him. As usual, the paparazzi is banging on my door, wanting pictures and interviews. You get used to them after fourteen years. Four, that's what I'm known as to the world. Why? Because I've been famous since I was four, simple as that.

I run down the stairs and grab a muffin on my way put of the back door. I take a bite from it and smile, my favorite- chocolate flavor with chocolate chips! I jump into my absolutely ancient mustang, I seriously can't be bothered to get another car. I rev it really loud, earning a yell from our neighbor. My phone rings, the ID says it's Zeke and I hesitate before answering.

"Hello?"

"FOUR! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? SCHOOL STARTS IN FIVE MINUTES!" Zeke yells. I pull the phone away from my ear, I swear I just lost an eardrum.

I tell him I'm coming, sigh and hang up. I pull out of my driveway, trying not to fatally harm any of the journalists, just as an amazing cherry red Ferrari pulls out of my other neighbors' driveway. I never payed attention to our neighbors, but now I'm filled with curiosity. I follow the car and it just so happens that it pulls right into Divergent High. I made a split second decision, I decided I'd wait be the car after school to see who the owner was.

I went into the school and started looking for the headmistress, Ms. Reyes's, office. I finally make it, after having several sluts being thrown on me and trying to get in my pants. I sit down in a... Pink chair? What kind of office had pink chairs in it? Ms. Reyes whispers something inaudible to the secretary but I managed to catch the word 'guide'. I perk up, I secretly hope it's a girl, but not a fangirl, someone who won't go crazy when they see me. The secretary leaves the room and comes back about ten minutes later with a blonde girl with amazing blue-grey eyes. She looks bored, like she doesn't want to be here, perfect, definitely not a fangirl. And I kinda hope she's in Zeke's friend group.

"Ah, your here, Tris." Says Ms. Reyes happily, lifting her eyes above my head. Tris, nice name for a beautiful girl... I sigh. Wait, what? 'Beautiful girl,' and 'amazing blue-grey eyes', I'm definitely going crazy. My thoughts are interrupted when the headmistress says, "Sit."