Hey guys. New, wired story! Just to explain a bit, the gang are wolfbloods. This means they can turn into wolves when ever they want. But it also mean they turn to wolves on full moons and when they get really angry or distressed without control of it. List of wolfbloods: Tris, Four, Christina, Will, Uriah, Zeke, Marlene, Shauna, Peter, Drew, and any others I might come up with. Hope it isn't terrible. Ps they live in Wisconsin because Chicago is to much of a city with not enough woods.
TRIS POV
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I wake to the constant beep of my alarm. I growl and slam my hand down on it. School. Why do I have to go?
Im Beatrice. Beatrice Prior. I'm a wolfblood and I live in Wisconsin. I am 16 years old and I'm a sophomore at Divergent High. My mom's a wolfblood but my dad isn't, My brother is only partly one. Me, on the other hand, am a 100%.
I groan and get out of bed. I look around my plain, black room and walk to my closet. I pull out black skinny jeans and an off the shoulder dark blue top. I brush my hair out and look at myself in the mirror. My eyes turn bright yellow when I look in the mirror and i have to rub them to get them back to normal. I hope that doesn't happen at school. I run down the stairs and see my brother sitting at the table eating some toast. He looks up at me and smiles.
"Hey wolfy!" I roll my eyes.
"Caleb I told you not to call me that." I mutter and scowl at him. He chuckles and throws me a piece of toast. I catch it in my mouth and gobble it down in less than a minute. He stares at me and I just smile. I grab my bag and wave to him as I walk out the door. I have a car but I never drive it since I love to run and my "powers" give me an extra boost so I never break a sweat.
I run to school in less than 10 minutes and sit down next to a tree to catch my breath. It's nice to run and stretch my joints. I get up and walk to the office. I see a middle aged women at the desk and ask her for my schedule.
"Sure sweety." I wince at the name."Name?"
"Beatrice Prior." I tell her. She types some things into her computer and hands me a piece of paper. It has my schedule and locker number on it. I turn and walk out to go find my locker to put my stuff away. When I walk out I bump into something and fall to the ground from the impact.
"Crap!" I exclaim as I hit the floor. I look up and see a tall, tan girl with short black hair.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" She asks as she helps me up. I rub my head and nod. "I'm Christina, by the way. Sorry for bumping into you." She apologizes.
"No problem."
"What's your name?" She asks.
"Oh I'm...Tris. Nice to meet you Christina. Can you help me find my locker?" I ask and hand her my schedule. She nods and then scans the paper. A huge grin enters her face.
"Oh my gersh! Your locker is right next to mine!" She squeals. I cover my ears. Since I'm a wolfblood, my hearing is very sensitive. She takes my hand and leads me through halls and I eventually give up trying to keep track of where we are. She finally stops I front of a locker and shows me how to put in my combination. Once I put my stuff away, I look over my schedule more carefully. "We have all the same classes." Christina comments.
First Period - Math - Mrs. George
Second Period - Science - Mrs. Jeanine.
Third Period - History - Mr. Lee
Fourth Period - PE - Coach Dachel
Fifth Period - Lunch
Sixth Period - Music - Mrs. Leisure
Seventh Period - Free
Eighth Period - Writing - Mr. Miller
"Cool." I say. "Want to go to math?" She nods and takes my hand to lead me. We walk back through the halls and eventually pull up in front of a classroom. She pulls the door open and walks in confidently. We sit at the back of the room and I start to doodle until the teacher starts.
CHRISTINA POV
I'm not usually this friendly with strangers, but there is something about Tris. She seems different. I think back to when I meet my other friends and they seemed different too. After we all figured out we were the same I knew why they seemed different. Maybe Tris is a wolfblood.
I glance at her and see she's doodling in her notebook. I guess I'll have to figure out. And I know exactly how. When I was new to this school, I always got the tough questions and I got so frustrated I felt the wolf coming. I had to excuse myself and go to the janitor's closet to calm down. I bet the same thing will happen with Tris, if she is what I think she is, and if it does I'll follow her.
The teacher walks in and starts class.
TRIS POV
This is really aggravating. The teacher keeps asking me all the hard questions.
"Tris Prior, please answer the question on the board." I look up and see a very complicated equation on the board. I groan inwardly.
"Ummm..." I start but can't think of the answer.
"Well come on, spit it out." The teacher says impatiently. I start to get a little mad and feel the inner war within me to keep calm.
"17?" I guess.
"No Miss Prior. That is incorrect." I grab the ends of my hair and pull slightly to stay calm. This can't happen here.
"Mrs. George can I please go to the bathroom?" I ask. She gives me an annoyed look, but points at the bathroom pass. I rush and grab it on my way out.
CHRISTINA POV
I knew it would happen! I quickly excuse myself and walk out after Tris. I see her walking through the halls and walk a few paces behind her. She sees the janitors closet and rushes into it. I place my ear to it and hear a banging of something hitting the floor. I slowly open the door and see Tris sitting in the corner with her hand tugging on her hair. Her eyes are yellow. I knew she was one! I close the door slowly behind me and her eyes dart up and instantly fill with worry.
TRIS POV
Oh no! This can't be happening. I look up and Christina and growl lightly.
"Christina get out, please." I say urgently. She shakes her head. "Please." I beg.
"No Tris. What's going on?" She asks. I shake my head and clutch my hair. I feel my teeth grow longer and sharper and look down at my nails and see claws.
"Please Chris! You need to get out!" I growl. I close my eyes tightly. I feel the change. Wolf blood runs through my veins and I feel my bones shift so I stand on four legs. Before I know it I'm a wolf. I glance at her and growl. She doesn't seem scared at all. She steps forward and I step back into the corner.
"Tris calm down. You don't need to be scared around me." She says calmly and I see her eyes flash yellow. Wait what? She's a wolfblood too? I shake my head and close my eyes tightly. When I open them I'm on two legs and I no longer have claws and fangs.
"Christina?" I ask a silent question. She nods with a smile on her face. I run up and hug her tightly. "I'm so glad I found someone like me." I murmur. She hugs back and I hear her laugh.
"Oh Tris. You don't know the half of it." What does that mean? She leads me back to class and the rest of the time the teacher leaves me alone. When the bells rings she drags me to science and when we enter I feel the hair on the back of my neck rise. Something is off. I look at the teacher and when her eyes meet mine, there is nothing but ice and hatred. A shiver runs down my spine as we sit at the back of the class.
While I'm looking at the tools on the work tables, a guy walks up and sits next to Christina.
"Hey Chris. Who's your new friend?" He asks and raises an eyebrow. I scowl at him and he chuckles.
"Uriah! This is Tris." She says to the guy, apparently named Uriah. She whispers something in his ear and he smiles.
"Nice to meet you Tris." I nod.
"Same to you." He turns to the front as the teacher starts to talk. I pretty much blank out for the rest of the class and all I hear is that we are doing something to do with serums.
When the bell rings I rush out of class with Christina.
"Is it always like that?" She must understand I'm talking about Mrs. Jeanine because she nods.
"Not the best teacher. Be careful around her, she's a curious thing." I nod. Next period goes by quickly and before I know it, it's PE. My favorite class, well...besides music. We enter the gym and Christina takes me over to a group of people.
"Hey guys! This is Tris! Tris this is Marlene, Shauna, Zeke, Will, Uriah, who you know, and Four." She introduces me while pointing at each person in turn. I look around at the circle of people, then my eyes alight on the last guy. His eyes pierce mine, they are a bright blue. He has dark brow hair, almost black and a muscular build. Our eyes meet and I tear my gaze away after a little bit.
"Nice to meet you guys." I say with A Small smile. They all say a version of hi or hey, when the coach comes out.
"Ok! Today we are going to run laps. Everyone has to run 12 laps around the track." The coach yells over everyone. Yes! I love running. I trot out side with everyone and take my mark at the start. I hear a whistle and the I'm gone. I glide across the earth with no trouble. I feel like I'm flying, I block everything out and run. Everything around me disappears, I'm alone in my thoughts.
Before I know it I'm done. I look back and see everyone still running. Was I really that fast? The coach jogs up to me with a grin plastered on his face.
"Tris! Do you think you would try out for track?" He asks hopefully.
"Ummmmm...maybe coach. I'll have to ask my parents." I tell him. he nods and heads off to watch the rest of the students. I walk over to a tree near the track and hop up onto one of the limbs to watch everyone. I swing my legs on either side of it and lay back. I close my eyes and after a few minutes pass I hear vigorous panting under where I lay. I flip around and see Four standing underneath me, looking up at me.
"How did you get up there?" He asks. I look down and notice just how high this branch is. I mentally slap myself at my carelessness.
"Well Umm... I don't really know." I mumble. He chuckles and sits down at the trunk of the tree. I twist so my legs hang off one side and fall off the branch. I roll forward when I hit the ground and jump up.
"Your pretty fast, you know." He comments. I shrug. "Any hints to how you do it?"
I bite my lip. I know how but I can't tell him. "I did track back at my old school." I say and run my hand through my hair. He chuckles. The rest of the group walks up panting hard and I smile.
"Gosh Tris...how did...you...go so...fast." Uriah pants. Christina gives me a knowing smile and I shrug. I notice that she didn't run as fast, so she must not be built for running. Or she doesn't have the instinct. She probably didn't grow up in the situation of having to run from everyone who hated you.
The bell rings and we head to lunch. We sit at a largish table and I'm in between Christina and Four. I didn't bring lunch so I just zone out and drift into my thoughts. I return to back in the closet when Christina said, 'You don't know the half of it.' What the heck did she mean? I finger snaps next to my ear and I flinch. That was loud.
"Tris I asked you a question." Christina says and gives me a weird look.
"Uh sorry. I was just thinking. What was it?"
"Are you doing anything after school? We want to do a get together and possible play some games." She asks. I nod. Sounds fun.
"Sure. Sounds like enough fun. I just need to tell my parents." I tell her and her smile brightens. My eyes graze the circle of people around me and I see Four looking at me. I raise my eyebrow and he looks away. I chuckle.
"So what elective do you guys have next?" Will asks. I've noticed that Chris keeps glancing at him, wonder what that's about.
"Music." Is the reply from Zeke, Four, Marlene, Uriah, and Will also has it. The rest have art Or Spanish. The bell rings and we walk to music. When we enter the class I instantly get a good vibe. The teacher, Tori, seems really nice. I sit with the group and she starts class.
"Good day class! Today I thought we should start off with showing off your talent! Get in groups and decide what you are going to play." She tells us. I turn to my friends and smile. I group with Four, Zeke, and Christina, while Will, Marlene, Uriah, and some girl names Abby are a group.
We sit at a table near the back and talk about what song we will play.
"So I'll play drums, Four can play guitar, Chris can play piano, and Tris can sing." Zeke says finally.
"I don't know. Im not sure I'm a good singer." I say nervously.
"Come on Tris! It will be fun." Chris squeals. I sigh but agree.
"What should we play?" Four asks.
"How about... Don't Deserve You by Plumb?" I suggest. Everyone exchanges glance and nods. We head back to our seats and wait for our group to be called. Tori calls us up and I get the microphone out. Everyone else gets their stuff ready and I stand near the from of the stage. Christina starts to play the intro and I start to sing.
You're the first face that I see
And the last thing I think about
You're the reason that I'm alive
You're what I can't live without
You're what I can't live without
You never give up
When I'm falling apart
Your arms are always open wide
And you're quick to forgive
When I make a mistake
You love me in the blink of an eye
I don't deserve your love
But you give it to me anyway
Can't get enough
You're everything I need
And when I walk away
You take off running and come right after me
It's what you do
And I don't deserve you
You're the light inside my eyes
You give me a reason to keep trying
You give me more than I could dream
And you bring me to my knees
You bring me to my knees
Your heart is gold and how am I the one
That you've chosen to love
I still can't believe that you're right next to me
After all that I've done
I don't deserve your love
But you give it to me anyway
Can't get enough
You're everything I need
And when I walk away
You take off running and come right after me
It's what you do
And I don't deserve you
I don't deserve a chance like this
I don't deserve a love that gives me everything
You're everything I want
I don't deserve your love
But you give it to me anyway
Can't get enough
You're everything I need
And when I walk away
You take off running and come right after me
It's what you do
And I don't deserve you
And I don't deserve you
I finish and everyone is silent. Was I really that bad? I look down and suddenly people erupt clapping. I look up and smile.
"Tris you are an amazing singer." Four says and I blush slightly. Chris hugs me and congratulates me. Guess I'm not as bad as I thought. We sit down and listen to everyone else preform. I keep getting compliments and I'm getting a bit overwhelmed. I hope the attention gets off me soon.
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