Dear Diary,
I hope you have fully embraced rule 1 because without that you might as well not even try. Next step is almost as important as the first. Rule 2: Live the life of a heartbreaker. If you are wondering what this means, it means you cant just go around breaking boys hearts while being all shy and conserved. If you act like that, no guys will want to be around you! You need to fully embrace your new lifestyle. This means wearing black, partying, defying authority, and just being an all around badass. Piercings, tattoos, make-up, and died hair will help with the look. Try leather. You instantly look like you want to beat someone up. Now go out there and kick some ass my lovelies!
Kisses! xoxo
Tris
I shove my diary in my locker and head to first period. I waltz into science sipping my frap, 25 minutes late. As I open the door, everyone looks up from there work to stare at me. By now i'm used to everyones staring at me so I just ignore it.
Mrs. Mathews starts to glare at me. She is the worst teacher ever! I can't believe I have to suffer through science this early in the morning.
"Who are you?" She says with a growl in her voice.
"Man, who pissed in your cornflakes this morning? And i'm Tris Prior." I reply smirking the entire time.
"Don't sass me Miss Prior! Care to explain why you are showing up almost 30 minutes late?" She snottily says, raising her eyebrow in the process.
"I am so sorry, ma'am, my little brother wasn't feeling his best this morning so I helped him feel better before driving him to his school." I finish it off with a completely fake smile.
She doesn't seem to notice though and tells me to take my seat and not let it happen again. I must be a better liar than I thought!
I walk to the back and take the last seat next to Christina.
She leans over and whispers, "Tris, you don't have a younger brother."
All I do is turn to her and wink before facing the board and pretending to listen to Mrs. Mathews drone on and on for the next thirty minutes. Before I know it the bell is ringing and i'm packing up to head to my locker.
Before I even finish packing, Christina engulfs me in a hug. "TRISSY! I HAVEN"T SEEN YOU SINCE THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!"
"I missed you too Chrissy but if you don't let me go I'm going to die from suffocation." I reply gasping for air.
She lets go and throws her arm over my shoulder. We start to walk out the door and to my locker. As were walking she asks me about my summer and I happily tell her all about it. We talk about my piercings, tattoos, sight-seeing, the rocking tan I managed to get, and lastly my favorite subject ,BOYS!
"So Tris did you meet any hotties over in Europe?" She asks even though she has a knowing look in her eye.
I smirk as I say my answer to her. "O you know I did. We have to plan a sleepover and I can show you all the new pics I added to my hotties album on my phone."
Christina and I are laughing as we approach our lockers. Hers just happens to be right next to mine. Unsurprisingly, there is a group of people standing around my locker. All of them the best friends anyone could ask for.
As we get closer everyone notices us. The first one to say something is my favorite right after Christina. Uriah runs up to me, picks me up and spins me around while were both laughing our heads off. Once he puts me down I say hi to Marlene (Uriah's girlfriend), Will (Christina's boyfriend) , and Lynn. The five of us are what most consider the "popular" kids of the junior class. To us its normal though because we've been like this since the start of freshman year. We all start blabbing about our summers before the bell telling us class started rings.
"Damn. Late to two periods in a row. I have art, anyone else?" Uriah and Marlene say they do to so we all head towards that hallway.
"So what did you two get up to this summer?" I say wiggling my eyebrows.
They both flush crimson red at what i'm suggesting, confirming my suspicions.
"OMG! DID MY LITTLE BITTY URI GET SOME THIS SUMMER!" I manage to say before Uriah slaps his hand over my mouth trying to shut me up. I just bite his hand causing him to jump away wincing in pain.
"God Tris, do you have to be so loud all the time. And that really hurt!" He says holding up his hand.
I stick my tongue out to him as I walk into art and head for one of the tables in the back. I notice that one table has two seats next to each other and the only other table only has one seat. Great, look who's going to be sitting alone. This is one of the many reasons I hate being around couples who have been together for a while. i always feel like the third wheel. i take my seat alone at the table and look around to see who I will be stuck with for the rest of the year.
To my left is a guy I remember from my sophomore year math class. All I remember is he spends more time with his finger up his nose than actually paying attention to the teacher. I have to remind myself to stay away from him.
When I look to my right I am met with the most spectacular blue eyes. I feel like I could get lost in those eyes. I truly wouldn't mind staring in them forever. I then realize I have been staring longer than socially acceptable. I move my eyes away from his and stop to examine him. Damn! I thought his eyes were gorgeous. He looks like the greek gods themselves sculpted him. I reach out my hand with a smile to introduce myself.
"Hi, i'm Tris. I guess well be seeing each other a lot considering we chose seats next to each other." I say with the biggest grin on my face.
"Why hello Tris. I'm four and I guess your right about seeing each other a lot." He says matching my grin. He shakes my hand and we stay just holding hands and looking into each others eyes longer than we should have. We don't even notice the teacher giving us an assignment to draw something that represents us.
I'm broken from my spell by being hit in the back of my head with a paint brush. I whip around to see Uriah snickering while Marlene scolds him, trying to contain her laughter.I growl at them as I turn around to complete the assignment. i end I drawing the same birds I have tattooed on my neck. By the end of class, i'm just about done with shading them in. I get up to leave and as I go I don't forget to say goodbye to Four.
I turn around and say "See you around number boy!" with a wink at the end. I walk out of the class with a smirk on my face and head to my next class, which so happens to be english.
Hey guys! Second chapter in one night! Whoop! I hope this is just as good as the first even though I spent less tim on it! Keep reviewing and following and all that shabang.
-Hockeycrazy7
