Divergent High

Chapter 2~Number Boy

Tris POV

The bell finally rings and we pop out of our seats. Christina said she'll meet my in our next class which is history, I decided to head back to my locker. I get there and unlock it as four comes up. He has the locker next to mine, I grab my textbook and shove it into my bag. "Your tris right?" A deep voice says and I look over. "Yes. Why?" I ask. Four shrugs and replies. "Your new.. Wanted to know your name." He says. I close my locker and say good bye to him. He doesn't answer. I walk to history and think about him, something about him seemed... Different. Like he was hiding something, something that was big. Not from me in particular but from the world.

I sit next to Christina and Zeke sits in front of me. "Tris right?" He says and I nod. "Cool! Nice to meet you." He says and turns back around to face the front of the class. "So have you met four yet?" Chris whispers to me. I look to her. "Yes why?" She gives me an uncertain look. "Just be carful round him." "Why?" I ask back. She sighs. "He's thinks the world revolves around him and he's a huge jerk! And he was a bit of a player last year.. He still might be but I dont know." She says and I stay quiet. "Don't get in his way, just a warning." She says and I nod.

Luckily I don't have this class with him or my next class. Gym comes and I do have that class with him. Lynn, chris and Zeke also share that class with me. The girls and I change, chris wears a shirt that say 'I don't sweat i Sparkle.' Pink of course. Lynn wears a tank that says 'do you even lift?' Black for her and I wear an orange shirt that says 'train like a beast, look like a beauty' with blue shorts and orange tennis shoes. "Alright! We are doing laps today! Go!!" Coach Amar says and we start running.

By my tenth lap, most people are slowing down but I'm just getting started. I spot four in front of me, us two are the fastest ones it seems like. I race up next to him. "Your pretty fast." I say and he glances over. "Your pretty fast yourself." He says and I smile. "Not faster than me though.." He says and I roll my eyes. I'm not letting him beat me. We have one lap left and I'm going to beat him! I speed up and pass him. I keep going and don't dare look back. As soon as I know it I finish my lap, first!

I look at four and he's catching his breath. His face looks shocked and I smirk.