Hey, Qwerty here! This is only my second fan fiction and my first one is called Falling Away. Check it out!
Love,
The qwerty girl ;P
Tris P.O.V:
"Tris!" I woke to pounding on my door. I moaned in a sleepy way. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ban- I bolted upright. Caleb, you are in for some serious bodily damage. I threw the covers off, swinging the door open to reveal a very school ready Caleb. "Get dressed!" He yelled. What are you waiting for?!" A chance to harm you, I thought stormily. I shut the door with an excuse about being 'down in ten, don't get your panties in a twist'. I threw on a tight black shirt and skinny jeans, along with dark snakeskin flats, drawing on some eyeliner and grabbing my phone and a leather satchel. I threw a text to Christina, a girl I met yesterday, after we moved, and who lives next door and goes to our school.
First day...need a ride?
The response came almost immediately. Yeah, but you have to pick up Four and Marlene. Don't worry, they're here. I rolled my eyes but conceded, grabbing the keys to my truck on the way out.
"Where are you going?" Asked Caleb. I winked, "Gotta pick up a few guys and ditch today." He didn't catch on, and his face contorted. "TRIS!" I waved,"See ya!" Ah, revenge is sweet.
I stopped in front of Christina's house, blaring the horn mercilessly. Christina and a few other guys ran out of the house, slamming the door noisily. "Wassup, Emo Girl?" Asked Uriah playfully. I shot him a glare and motioned to the back of my black pickup truck. "Oh, sorry Uriah," said Zeke, faking emotion, "No pansycakes in the front." Four, Zeke, Marlene and Uriah clambered into the back as Christina dropped into the front seat. I pressed the gas.
Tobias P.O.V:
When I saw Tris today, I literally blanked. It all went, whoosh, out the window. Mid sentence. Great, Four. Just great. She was sitting in the front, shaking her head to the song and occasionally faking a guitar. We rushed outside and I climbed into the back. Tris was... wow. I mean, like, wow. She was different, and she sure wasn't afraid to let people know it. I smiled a little, thinking of her. Then I was like, Jesus Tobias! Snap out of it! Tobias Eaton, or more commonly known as Four, as me, does not have a crush. He's a jock, a superstar... I don't get crushes.
But then, I don't know half as much about myself as I'd like to.
Yoyoyoyo! How'd ya like it? Flames accepted, along with IDEAS! I'll be updating soon!
Qwerty
