Four's POV

I wake up with a groan, quickly shutting off my alarm which is blasting Led Zeppelin right into my ear, almost deafening me.

I remember it's my first day at my new school 'Divergent High' and my stomach sinks because I am not looking forward to it one bit.

I hate being the new kid, and I have been a couple of times since my Father has a job which requires us to move around a lot. I'm not complaining, though. He's hardly ever in and he gets paid a lot so we have quite a big house, even though it's just the two of us.

I get up and shower, then dress in a black t-shirt which is quite tight, so it shows off all my muscles. I've been going to the gym a lot lately, since I've discovered it's a good stress and anger reliever, which I was in great need of.

I also have ripped black jeans on and black trainers and I rub a towel on my wet hair and shake my head back and forth so it's perfectly mussed up.

I know I'm taking too much effort for school, but I can't help wanting to make a good impression. I want people to like me, which I never usually want. Only Marcus told me last night that we'd be staying here until I finish school so I might as well try to make some new friends. I don't want to be a loner for two years.

I look at the clock and see that its 8:30 and I have to be in school at 8:45. I run down the stairs- forgetting about breakfast since I'm too nervous to eat anything- and head outside to my car; a black Audi r8 spyder. I love it and it's even better knowing I fixed it up myself. I get in and drive the short distance to school.

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5 minutes later, I arrive. It would have been longer if I didn't drive ten times faster than everyone else. I head inside and walk up to a desk in the reception and see a woman sitting there. She sees me and smiles. "Are you the new student?" she asks, while brushing some of her dark hair out of her face.

I nod and her smile grows wider.

"Tobias Eaton?"

"Yes" I say "But I prefer to be called Four"

"Okay then, Four. I'll make a note of that for your teachers so they know to call you that. Here's your timetable and locker number" She hands me the papers as she saying it and before I can thank her, she ushers me off, talking about how I can't be late for first lesson.

I walk down the corridor, unsure of where I'm meant to be going, when someone jumps on my back, almost strangling me.

I'm about to shove them off and punch them in the face, when I hear them laugh and I recognize it.

"Four, darling. How are you?" the voice cries.

"I'd be a lot better if you got off me, Zeke"

He laughs again and jumps down, but pulls me into a big bear hug.

"I haven't seen you in ages"

"Sports camp was like, a month ago. That's not that long" I point this out to him, but I can't help grinning. At least I know I have one friend, even though I completely forgot that Zeke came here.

We met at sports camp a few years ago, which I only went to so I could get away from Marcus. I've been going ever since, even when we move around. I think Marcus likes me going because he doesn't have to see my face for two months.

"Yes" Zeke says "But it feels like so much longer with you, because of how much I've missed you"

I roll my eyes at him and he snatches my timetable out of my hands. "I'll see if we have anything together"

He scans it and then squeals like a twelve year old girl on Christmas Day.

"We have all the same lessons except for Math"

"Why aren't we in the same math?" I ask him, confused.

"Stop judging me, Four, I can see it in your eyes."

I laugh at him "Sorry for bringing it up"

"Yeah, I get enough abuse about being dumb from Uriah"

Uriah is Zeke's brother and they are so alike. Most of the time, it's kind of strange since they say things at exactly the same time and share the same thoughts.

"Can you take me to my locker?" I ask him

He looks at the number and grins.

"Unlucky Four, your locker's right next to Christina's."

We stop at my locker and I look at him quizzically.

"Who's Christina?"

"I am" a voice says from behind me. Zeke goes pale and I turn and see a dark skinned girl giving him a death stare.

"What's wrong with having a locker next to me?" she asks, taking a step closer to Zeke, who moves back instantly.

"Nothing" he gulps, but then gains some courage and rolls his eyes. "It's just that you and Will have make out sessions against your locker every morning and no one wants to see that, eve from down the hall, let alone right next to you."

Christina blushes slightly but laughs.

"Anyway" Zeke says, quickly changing the subject. "This is Four. He's gonna sit with us at lunch"

I sigh in relief. I didn't really want to ask Zeke if I could sit with him because it would be really awkward, but I didn't want him to just ditch me.

I look at the two of them and ask "You guys eat together"

Christina rolls her eyes at me. "There's a big group of us, it's not just me and Zeke."

"No need to be sarcastic, I was just surprised that someone actually wanted to sit with this douche" I gesture to Zeke as I say it and he elbows me in the ribs. Christina smirks at us and the bell rings so she says bye to the pair of us and we head our separate ways.