Divergent High

Chapter 18

Will's POV

When I get in the car I cry a little bit. But I'm too manly to cry hard, so after a few tears I try my best to stop. I can do this, I have to tell myself repeatedly. I here a slight tap on my window and see it's the short, buzz-cut-haired, Lynn. I scroll the windows of my cheap Toyota down to talk to her.

"You want revenge on Tris and Christina, right?" She asks quietly for only me to hear. I slowly nod my head in reply slightly suspicious. "Well then, Will, today is your lucky day. I'm in a seceret group and I'd like for you to join," once she tells me this she does something that takes me by suprise.

She kisses me, and I kiss back.

Lynn's POV

This is so gross! He's such a geek, I don't even know why I have to do this. I hate him! It's Marlene who I'm falling for.

I don't care about Christina anymore though. Now that I kiss Will, I hate her taste even more. She can do better than that. Well, more like she could've.

_______Time-lapse________

"Kay, Morgan? I've got him. But, now for your part of the deal, explain. I'm going off. There's still some work to be done." I tell the one and only,

Morgan Rosalie Eaton.

Morgan's POV

Well, the nerd's here, and he's, not Er, traditionally cute if you know what I mean.

"So, Will, I'm Four's sister. You know, the one always stuck there in the shadows, never to be discovered. I made a group, and we have everything we need. Almost everything, really. We're missing pure smarts, so far I'm the smarts, but I'm the leader, so we need someone the specializing in all that technical crap.

"I heard you were in the math science program, so you sounded... somewhat valuable. But not only that, but because Lynn has been by my side with this the whole time, so it was easy to get you in our grasp."

"I guess I'll join, but, what's in it for me?" He asks stupidly. Why did she recommend him? He's an idiot! At that moment I pull out a razor sharp pocket knife from my back pocket.

"Well, you get to live, and you'll learn some stuff that'll get you some ladies. Is that enough smartass?" He takes a huge gulp in fear and shakes his head quickly while I slowly rotate the knife in small circles, just like how they do in the movies. By now I think he's shit his pants so I quickly whip around and go to my desk area.

I hope this goes well.

Author's Note: Sorry for the wait. Please don't steal any of my original ideas. Goodbye everyone! Disclaimer: I'm not the author of "Divergent". Veronica Roth owns most of the characters.