I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Tris POV
After my fight with Eric I head to the mall to pick up some school clothes. I find six dresses, five short shorts, three pairs of skinny jeans, seven crop tops and a few pairs of shoes. When I start to walk out, I look for my keys in my bag. I hit another solid object, the impact shot up pain through my side and I wince. I look up and see a beautiful pair of blue eyes.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there." He says with a sad smile.
"No, it was my fault. I wasn't paying attention." I say. I look around us and were aren't alone; two boys who look like brothers and two girls. One of the girls is kissing one of the boys' cheek. "Sorry again." I whisper. I meant to say it louder but my throat feels tight. I notice the boy with blue eyes has his hand around my elbow, keeping me steady. I walk away as steadily as I can still feeling light headed because of the pain surrounding my rib cage.
When I get home I rush up stairs and take off all my clothes to inspect my side. I have a huge black-blue bruise covering most of my right side. I won't be able to wear my crop-tops until my side is healed. I get into the bath and take an ice bath to help with the swelling. I didn't realize how late is got. Almost one in the morning. I get up slowly, biting my tongue to keep from screaming out. I whimper a little and clamp my hand around my mouth. I go to bed that night sleeping on my left side without a shirt, it hurts too much to raise my arms up.
The next morning I get up and say I'm going for a run but instead I'm going to go see a doctor. Max said there were doctors at the Pit and could help me without the medical cost. I go through the back door and head to the Pit.
I know if I jump from the roof to the net that would hurt, so I go through the underground entrance instead. When I get to the Pit's hospital I'm told to take off my shirt.
"I can't, it hurts too much." I tell the doctor.
"Well, hun how am I going to look at it if I can't see it?" she asks me. I slowly take off my shirt, wincing every time I go to fast. The doctor has a puzzled look on her face.
"What? Is it bad?"
"No you just have four bruised ribs. Here is some painkillers, I'm going to give you a shot to help it heal faster. Is that okay?"
"Yes, that's okay." My whole body shots up with pain when she gives me a shot in the ribs. I take some of the painkillers; they taste like sour lemons.
"Okay you are all good, just don't get punched there again. Okay? And take one drop of the painkillers every six hours or so." She smiles at me. Before I go I see Eric with medical tape over his nose. Good I broke it, I say to myself.
Monday: First Day of School.
I wake up with the same throbbing pain in my side. I have been sleeping without a shirt this whole week. I look in the mirror again, my side is yellowish- brown now. Gross. I still can't wear my crop tops without showing my bruise. So I decide on my black lace dress with flats. I curl the ends of my hair to form soft and full curls. I apply my regular make up; black eyeliner, black mascara, and nude gloss.
"What are you wearing, Beatrice?" Caleb asks me while handing me my breakfast.
"Clothes." I say. I start eating my eggs.
"I got that part, but why a dress with lace? Are you trying to look…hot?" he says, whispering 'hot'.
"No Caleb. I like this dress and you can't stop me from wearing it. Unless you what me to go naked?" I say with a smirk. He doesn't say another word. After breakfast I kiss and hug my parents goodbye and head to the garage. I have a '69 Camaro, I painted it a dark black-blue and it has white racing stripes. My dad and I fixed up this one two years ago.
My school is a ten minute drive from my house. So I leave early so I can pick up my schedule and find my locker. I stubble my way to the office and see a lady wearing all black with a gray streak in her hair.
"What's up kid?" she say without looking up.
"I'm new here and I need my schedule."
"Okay, name?"
"Beatrice Prior."
"Yeah, here you go…"
Locker: 641 Locker combination: 476
First Hour: AP Physical Education; Teacher: Coach Wu
Second Hour: AP Mathematics; Teacher: Mrs. Prior
Third Hour: AP Human Biology; Teacher: Mrs. Matthews
Lunch
Fourth Hour: AP History; Teacher: Mr. Greene
Fifth Hour: Art; Teacher: Mrs. Wu
"…See you in in fifth hour." She says with a smile.
I start to walk down the hallways when I finally realize. I'm lost. I see a group of kids giggle and I walk up to them.
"Is something funny?" I say getting irritated.
"You have been walking in circles the last five minutes" a tall, lean, tan girl says. "I'm Christina." I look around and recognize the dark skinned boy from the other day. He was with the boy with blue eyes.
"Hi I'm Tris. Can you point me in the right direction?" I say looking around.
"Sure what's your locker number?" I hand her my paper "Cool your locker is a few down from mine and you are dead center in the middle of the jocks." She says with a sad tone.
"Great!" I say sarcastically
"This is Will, Uriah, Marlene, and Lynn." Christina says "We have all the same classes but without you. Do you have anything that isn't AP?"
"Art."
"Well we have one class together, but you have all your classes with the seniors."
"I could get Zeke to show you where your classes are." The tan boy-Uriah says.
"Zeke?" I ask him.
"My older brother. He's the one that was next to me at the mall." Uriah explains.
"Oh… Okay." I say shyly.
"He won't bite… I think." Uriah smirks.
"Okay as long as he has his rabies shot." I joke back.
We walk down the hallway talking-well they are talking I'm listening. I see a tall boy leaning against my locker.
"Excuse me please move." I ask. The tall boy turns around and I find myself getting lost in his deep blue eyes.
"So you can talk." He say peeling himself off my locker, he looks down at me like he is weighting and measuring me.
"Yes. Why do you say that?"
"Well when you ran into me at the mall you hardly said two words." He says.
"I did I said 'I'm sorry' two words." I say while putting my stuff into my locker. I close my locker and say "Do you know where I could find a guy named Zeke?"
"Why do you need Zeke? Is he your new boy toy or something, you know he has a girlfriend." He turns from me and starts to yell. "HEY SHAUNA! ZEKE IS-"But I stop him from finishing that sentence but slamming my foot into his foot "Ouch! What was that for?"
"I'm not dating Zeke or anyone for that matter. He is just showing me my classes." I say.
"Why didn't you get Uriah or another one of your junior friends to help you?"
"Because all my classes are AP and none of my 'junior friends' have them. I have all my classes with Zeke. And why am I telling you all of this?" I whisper- yell.
"I don't know. And if you have all your classes with Zeke then you also have all you classes with me." He says smirking. "I don't even know your name."
"Tris" I say rolling my eyes.
"I'm Four and here comes Zeke." He says. I turn around and see the boy who looks like Uriah but a little shorter and with a girl around his arm. The same girl who was kissing him cheek when they were at the mall.
"Hey I'm Zeke and this is Shauna. Uriah told me we have the same classes and I'm here to escort you to first hour." Zeke says with a British accent for the last part. We all head down the hallway and when we get to the entrance to the locker rooms, Shauna takes me instead. I get changed in a bathroom stall instead so no one will see my bruises. I throw on a back sports bra and running shorts and a white tank top. Shauna and I go to gym, but I stop in my track when I see the gym coach…
