Monday, May 3rd, 7:13am
Ugh. I mumbled something incoherent as I rolled onto my stomach, it was time to get up and crystalline lights were stabbing my eyes from the drawn in curtain. Christina must not have gone out last night like she was supposed to considering that she was up already getting dressed. I don't know how but she could always tell when I was awake "Good morning." She chirped from her side of the drab grey and green dorm. My response, as per usual at this ungodly hour what an unintelligible mumble. I was running on low steam from studying far too late last night. I don't go out usually like Christina, though I do hang out with our boisterous and diverse group of friends. It would be hard to be rid of them considering we've all been friends since we arrived at Kilms in 9th grade. Kilms was the boarding school we all attended, where rich kids were sent to Figure it out for themselves. I certainly wasn't like the average Kilms kid, instructions were pretty loose here. All you had to do was be in by midnight on school nights and kids usually failed to do even that. None of us were scolded very often, consequences being a term you don't hear very often. The principle miss Reyes is one of the nicest I've ever had. She believes in a helping hand more than a hard hitting one. Most of the kids here though take advantage and do whatever they want. I'm simply more shy and unlike many of them I wasn't sent here because my parents couldn't handle me. I've always been quiet little Beatrice just trying my best to be unnoticed. I mean sure I've come out of my shell a lot since I've come here but I'm still the shy one in the group. My friends call me Tris and I haven't been called Beatrice in quite a while.
Im finally getting up and dressed when my phone alarm alerts me that I'm gonna be late if I don't hurry up. I throw on some jeans, a hoodie and my vans, and I'm out the door. Christina appraises my outfit and gives me a disapproving look.
"You know, you have a kick-ass body I don't know why to hide it under these weird boring clothes."
I rolled my eyes as much as I love Christina, she's a pain in my ass, she's always trying to get me to play Barbie doll. I disagreed with her comment about my body it was obvious I didn't have a nice body. Im extemy thin with barely there breast and small hips. The worst part is my height I'm 5'3 at most so instead of being described as willowy I get childlike. And standing next to Christina the description couldn't be more accurate. She could be a super model, with her naturally caramel clear complextion. She's also tall with feminine curves that I would die for. That's probably why guys fall all over themselves for her attention. But she only has eyes for our friend Will. I keep telling her he likes her too but she just brushes it off and blushes. We finally reach the classroom 5 minutes late and I groan. Most of the teachers at Kilms are just as nice as the principle, except for our 1st period teacher. God she's the worst and me and Chris are in for a major Bitch-fest. When we enter the room though I already hear arguing and I finally realize it's Ms. Matthews and someone with a deep voice not like anyone's I recognize. We enter quickly taking our seats before she can notice and I shoot a questioning look at zeke one of our close friends. He's a year older then us being a senior while we are still only 16 and juniors but classes are mixed all the time here. He smirks and just nods his head to the scuffle at the front of the classroom. I finally see the person to match the voice and I swear I stop breathing. The most handsome boy I've ever seen is looking stern faced at our teacher like it doesn't even phase him that she's screaming at him in front of the whole class. I swear I've never seen a finer specimen his jaw is solid and fits perfectly to his face with stubble ghosting over it he has a hooked nose and a plump bottom lip that leads to his spare upper lip that tugs down at the corner in a permanent scowl and- holy fuck those eyes. They're the deepest blue I've ever seen. I forget to breath again and A blush spreads across my cheeks as I realize he's staring back at me looking not at all amused, I force my eyes down towards my desk and put my hand over my eyes. I chance another glance and see his lips tugged in a smirk. My cheeks feel even hotter at the thought of getting caught staring and I know I must be bright red by now.
"Do you think this is funny!" A screeching voice interrupts my thoughts as I look up to find him averting his eyes towards her.
"Well yea a little." He chuckles. No way did he just stand up to dragon lady. I hear zeke just about choke and I cover my mouth to stop myself from laughing. She looks like she's about to explode.
"Just take your seat, it's your first day and you've already dissprupted class enough."
So that's why I don't know him he's new. Well he probably already has all the girls after him and would never pay any mind to me so I shouldn't even focus on him. As if he could hear my thoughts I feel a hot Palm pressed to my back and I can feel the blush return to my cheeks. Who told this dude that it was ok to touch strangers. He leans in and I shiver.
"is it cool if I sit here." He asks with a delicious smirk. I lose my train of thought before replying with a nod after moving my back pack.
Tobias
How the hell do people get anywhere in this school. I walk down the third hallway that looks exactly the same with the bullshit map the lady; tori I think her name was; gave me. I can't even find my locker let alone my classroom. I run into something rather someone. I apologize to the kid I basically ran over. And realize he's not a kid at all. He's tall maybe not my hight but tall dark skinned and all smiles.
"It's cool man, I'm Zeke. You lost?" I smiled back at him he seemed like a genuinely cool person
"yea I uh have to find advanced Chem."
"oh I have that class right now too just follow me." As he says this he's already in stride so I follow behind quickly.
"So I'm guessing you're new and don't just have some weird case of amnesia or something." He says I smirk
"yea man I'm new."
"welcome to Kilms where we do whatever the fuck we want." My chuckle is cut short by loud authorative voice
" I'd get into the class now Ezekial. Oh and who's this? Well I guess you too."
I walk leisurely into class. I'm about to grab a chair when the shrill voice stops me again.
"Excuse me but here we introduce ourselves as new students."
"I'm Four." I reply just as sternly. teachers like this have never scared me. What's the worst they could do.
"How ridiculous! what's your real name." Irratation flares up at this common conversation. And the fact that this women was still yelling at me.
"Like I just said, Four. Four Eaton." I wanna gag at the mention of my last name and its connection to my father. "Are you mocking me ?" I tune her out after that to tired to deal with her loud anger. She's still yelling when I see a flash of blonde out of my peripheral. I turn to see two girls one is tall dark skin; pretty i guess. The other is small, petite would fit better. Her hair is forming a blonde halo around her face in soft ringlets. Her mouth is plump and her eyes are such a beautiful blue grey I nearly swallow my own tongue. I look up again to find her staring me down seriosly checking me out and a knowing smirk pushes onto my face. An incredibly enticing blush takes over her cheeks which makes me smile a little. I've never taken notice in girls much I never had the time between running from Marcus. But something about her imeadiately caught my attention. I register that Ms. Matthews is talking to me and expects an answer
"mr. Eaton do you think this is funny?!" The name grates my ears and I can't help but answer sharply like a smart-ass.
"Well yea a little." She looks as if she's going to punch me in the face and I here zeke choke out a laugh.
"Just take a seat, it's your first day and you've already disrupted class enough." She says with a huff. I walk to the seat next to blondie and see her back pack in it. I place my hand on her back to get her attention and im startled by the current that ripples up through my arm. She looks startled so I continue on speaking.
"it is cool if I sit here?" I ask with a smile. She flushes again and my mouth goes dry. She nods and moves her back pack. Ms Mathews droans on while I sneak a peek at her. Maybe this won't suck so bad after all.