Chapter Two-Talia Youngblood
As soon as I walk through the gates, like usual, my leg and arm braces and my hair draw eyes.
"Hey someone die on your hair?" Someone shouts.
"Cupcake head, this ain't Hollywood Arts!" Another laughs. I so want to draw out the knife in my left combat boot and stab them. I ignore them and head to the front office. I smile when I see Tori again.
"Heya." I say. She smiles at me.
"What name do you want me to put in the system?" She asks the familiar question.
"Tally Youngblood." I say, Tori raises her eyebrow at me.
"Didn't I buy that book for you last week." I nod and she shakes her head laughing.
"You'll never change Tr-Tally." She hands me my schedule and waves me off.
"Go to class Tally, I'll talk to you later." I nod and hurry down the corridor to where Tori showed me my locker was on the open day.
Tally Youngblood
Period 1 - Science, Mrs Matthews
Period 2 - PSHE, Mrs Xander
Period 3 - Gym, Amar and Eric
Period 4 - FREE PERIOD
Lunch
Period 5 - Art, Jen
Period 6 - Music, Theo
Locker number 461, combo 55-67-87-44
I dump any spare books in my locker and head to class, I'm late. Not that I care. When I walk in the teacher glares at me.
"Miss.. Erm."
"Tally Youngblood Miss."
"Yes right! And why were you late Miss Youngblood?" I point to my foot with a overly sweet grin.
"I can't walk very fast miss." She looks peeved and I'm trying to hold in laughing.
"Then you are excused. Sit somewhere." I scan the class, reading everyone's expressions in seconds, they range from 'shit a new kid' to 'omg new friend' to 'where the hell am I want to be asleep.' I sit next to a olive skinned girl with bob black hair who was displaying a 'OMG new friend' face. I sit down at the teacher tells us to do what we want since she has work to do. As soon as my skin meets the seat the girl screeches in my ear.
"HI!!! IM CHRISTINA!!!" I edge away from her slightly, wishing I has sat next to someone with the 'where the hell am I' expression, at least they won't make me deaf.
"What's wrong?" She asks, I use my lie and point to my fake hearing aid.
"You practically burst my ear drums." I say.
"Ohmigod, I'm so sorry!" She says, clearly stressed.
"Don't worry, it happens a lot." She smiles a little in relief as some people, I assume her friends, come up and pull up stools to sit on. They begin talking so I bury my head in a book, Lola and the Boy Next Door. Someone waves there hand in front of my face.
"Anyone in there?" I glare at the owner of the hand, a tall boy with dark skin and hair, he pretends to hide behind a very pretty blonde girl.
"Marlene! She's scary!" He moans, Marlene shoves me.
"Uriah don't be such a Pansycake!" Uriah mocks hurt and falls to the ground.
"How could you? I thought you loved me!" His voice rises up from the floor, his body hidden by the wooden desk. Marlene kicks him softly.
"I do, doesn't mean your not a Pansycake." So they're dating. Christina looks embarrassed.
"Tally, that's Uriah, Marlene, Zeke, Shauna, Four and Will, my goofy friends." I just about agree with that statement, Four doesn't look goofy at all, more like the terminator with the glare he's giving me. Christina looks expectant.
"Hey." I say, trying to act happy, they look like they're going to say more but then a ringing sound fills the classroom. Saved by the bell! As the class begins to leave Christina turns to me.
"What's your next lesson?"
"PSHE." I say from memory, she smiles.
"We all have that. We can take you." I nod, even thought I already know where the classroom is. They all hurry to class and I really wish I could run with them, but I can't, I have to keep up the foot thing. I notice Four doesn't run off, instead stays close to me.
He doesn't speak to me which puts me off a little, but I have to act shy, Tris would talk to him straight away, Tally would wait for him to make the first move. Time to be Tris.
"Hey." I say, he makes a small hmmm sound. Maybe he just doesn't want to talk, I'll respect that. We arrive at class, on time this time. I stop to search for a seat, I feel a hand on my upper arm and I stumble after Four who pulls me to the back and lets go of me as I bump into a seat, conveniently next to his. Please note the sarcasm.
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