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Tris POV
I glare at the clock in disgust. From downstairs, I can hear my brother, Caleb, yelling at me to get ready. I roll my eyes and get out of bed.
In my closet is a full assortment of random jeans and sweaters. I'm not much of a girly girl. I prefer hoodies over blouses and jeans over skirts. If Christina were to choose my clothes, I'd be wearing three inch heels and an innapropriate dress. For all I know, her favorite hobby is using me and Marlene as her personal Barbie dolls.
I throw on a pair of worn out jeans that are ripped on the knee, and a blackT-shirt along with an old hoodie. Not anything over the top. Today is my first day of my Sophomore year at Divergent High. It's a pretty nice school, to be honest. We are divided in five "factions" which determine our classes. Im in Dauntless, and Caleb is in Erudite. My farther is slightly dissapointed that we aren't in Abnegation like he was, but my mother doesn't mind.
I go downstairs and am welcomed by my brother's scolds. "Beatrice! We're going to be late. I do not want to be late this year again."
I don't bother reminding him to call me Tris. He never does.
"Morning to you too." I respond, tipping my head. Sarcasm is in my nature, even if Caleb hates it.
My mother kisses my cheek and hands me my breakfast. After we finish, we head to Caleb's car and drive to school.
I say goodbye to Caleb as I walk to the office to pick up my schedule.
Before I even reach the door, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me. I smile and turn around to face Eric, my boyfriend. We've been dating since last year. I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a soft kiss.
"Morning beautiful." He whispers against my mouth. I smile and began to kiss him when a low voice interrupts us.
"Well,isn't it the love birds again." Four says with a smirk on his face.
He and Eric have been enemies since forever. When we started dating, I was forced to hate him too.
I glare at him as he walks by us. He's always so arrogant and cocky, it drives me mad. Eric bends down to give me one more kiss when Christina interrupts us.
"Damn! It's only been three months."
I roll my eyes and let go of Eric.
"I'll see you later." I say, giving him one last peck on the cheek. Then I turn and follow Christina.
We have almost every class together except for chemistry and history. Our lockers are right next to each other.
We walk down the hallway and find them. I try to put in the combination, praying that it'll work. Of course it doesn't. I'm about to try again when a pair of hands stop me. I turn around and see Four. He smirks and puts it in for me before I can stop him. Obviously, it works for him.
"I didn't need your help, Number Boy." I say, giving him a death glare.
"Of course you didn't, Short Stack." He says before walking off. I fume and curse under my breath as he walks away.
"And that is our perfect welcoming to our sophomore year." Christina exclaims as we walk down to homeroom.
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