Tris POV

"Come on Trissy time to wake up!" Uriah says as he bounds into my room.

"Be quiet! They could hear you!" I say. Zeke and Four don't know my real name, just like how we don't know Four's real name.

"Sorry, sorry. But come on! Time for the first day of high school!" I roll my eyes.

"Ok, ok. Get out of my room so I can get ready!" I say. Uriah jumps up and rushes out the door. I shake my head and push the covers away.

After taking a long hot shower, shaving my legs and yelling at Zeke for taking my towel, I am sitting in my towel doing my makeup. I wing my eyeliner, put on two coats of mascara, purple eyeshadow, put concealer under my eyes, put on powder over my face and put on matte purple lipstick. I throw on black ripped jeans, a black spaghetti strap crop top with cutouts on the side, combat boots and a black zip leather jacket. I look hot. The crop top shows the tattoos on my collar bone. There are three ravens on my collar bone flying towards my heart.

I run down the stairs and grab the muffin out of Zeke's hand.

"What was that for?" Zeke asks.

"That was for stealing my towel." I say with a glare.

"Whatever. Uriah! Four! Get your behinds down here we have to go! Oh and Six, should we only bring one car?" Zeke says.

"I am driving my Ferrari. You can do whatever."

Uriah walks down the stairs. "I'm driving my Lambo."

"I'm taking my Harley." Four says as he walks in from the garage.

"Tris, Uriah take me with you!" Zeke says.

"Just take the Lexus. Nobody touches the Audi. That shouldn't be taken to FH. I don't trust the kids." Four says and we all nod.

"Ugh Fine. Guess we have to make an entrance, no laying low." Zeke says.

"Since When has Zeke Pedrad wanted to lay low?" Uriah asks. We laugh. And then Uriah looks at me. "Baby you look hot! You can't wear that, the boys will be all over you!"

"That's kinda the point. I have to attract the attention of Eric, Peter and Drew." I say. I see Four look at Zeke. Zeke shakes his head. Hm.

"Come on I want to drive my baby!" Uriah whines.

"Umm bro, i don't need to know about what happens between you and Six." Zeke says with a icky grin. Before Uri can respond i am on top of Zeke and I punch him in the noise.

"Six get off of me! It was a joke. I know that your not dating and you are just friends! Get off!" Zeke yells. I slowly stand up and I hear Zeke mumble something.

"What was that Zekey-bear?" I ask.

"Nothing Six."

"That's what I thought. Now get up. I'm leaving." I say as I walk into the garage.

"It's raining. Someone's gonna have to give Four a ride." Uriah says.

"Jump in. Six and Uri are probably gonna race anyway, unless you want to die I suggest you ride with me." Zeke says. Four nods and we jump into the cars.

"Ready." Uriah says.

"Set," I say.

"Go!" We hell in unison. And we're off! I run every red light and skip the stop signs. Uriah tried to keep up and he almost hits an old lady in the process. I shake my head and put a little more pressure on the pedal. I swerve into a spot and jump onto the pavement and Uriah pulls in.

"Haha Uri-poo. I won!" I say. Uriah frowns. "Hey baby it's ok. I love you."

"I love you too babe." Uri says as Zeke pulls in. "Finally!"

"Oh shut up. Unlike you two I stopped at the lights. And the stop signs. By the way Uriah, that old lady was flicking you off." Zeke says.

"I'm getting my schedule. Then my bad girl persona has to go on." I say. We run to the office as "ask" for our schedules.

"Six, here's yours." The Tori, a Dauntless agent, says.

"So Tori. Here to watch over us?" I ask with a smirk.

"Heck yeah. And don't get cocky with me, I know the real you." She replies as I look over my schedule.

*Homerooom*- *Ms. Wu*

*First Period*- *Mr. Garcia, History*

*Second Period*- *Ms. Matthews, Science*

*Third Period*- *Mr. Kang, Math*

*Fourth Period*- *Ms. Reyes, ELA*

*Fifth Period*- *Lunch*

*Sixth Period*- *Mr. Amar, Gym*

*Seventh Period*- *Ms. Wu, The Arts*

*Eight Period*- *Study Hall, Ms. Wu*

"We have to call you Ms. Wu? And Amar Mr?" Uriah asks.

"No. You all will be calling me Tori, and everyone will call Amar Coach. It will be like Dauntless."

We nod and walk out of the office towards our lockers.

"Let me see your schedule." Zeke says. We all hand them over and he squeals. "We have every class together! Except last Period. Uriah and I have Matthews for study hall. Four and Six have Tori." Zeke says.

"Coolio. Time for lockers!" Uriah says. My locker is number 1046. The combination is 4-6-10. Uriah's is on my left and Four's I'm on my right. Zeke's is on the right of Four's. The bell rings and we walk to Tori's room.

"Zeke!" Tori yelled.

"Here!" He yelled back.

"Will!"

"Here!"

"Christiana!"

"Here!"

"Uriah!"

"Present!"

"Six!"

"I'm here aren't I?" I say with a fake attitude. Tori rolls her eyes and continues.

"Four!" People begin to whisper and I catch pieces of it. "Their names are numbers?" "Are they related?" I hate it already.

"Our names are numbers, obviously. Have a problem with it?" Four asks. That shuts them up. The bell rings signaling the start of first period and we get up and walk to Mr. Garcia's room. Being a spy, we learn everything important about history. Basically more than what a regular teacher could tell you. The four of us sit there making faces at the teacher and texting for an hour.

"Ms. Prior, what is the name of the man who crossed the Delaware?" Mr. Garcia asks.

"Well Mr. G, my father crossed the Delaware this morning on his way to Europe." I say.

"Ah why that may be true, I am talking about the historical figure."

"Oh you mean you?" I ask.

"Detention next Wednesday Ms. Prior." He says with a frown.

I give a mock salute, "Eye eye captain!" The class laughs will Mr. Garcia shakes his head.

In the group chat i see a new text. Oh goodness.

*U- that was hilarious! You should have seen his face!*

*Z- your gonna skip detention, aren't you.*

*6- Umm obvi*

*4- Garcia is looking over here. Hide ur phones!*

"Mr. Eaton! Detention, Saturday!" Mr. Garcia yells out.

"Sorry dude. I'm busy." Four says.

"To bad. You shouldn't have been texting during my class." He retorts.

"Well sorry that I was texting my mother. She told me to tell her if anyone was bothering me. Your bothering my nap." Four says with a cocky grin.

"Both of you. Mr. Matthews office. Now." Says Mr. Garcia.

"Kay Kay. Bye people! I hope you may escape the evil clutches of this class as well." I say as I bound out of the classroom. Four and I run down to the principals office and we tell Tori about class. She heads back to get Matthews and we sit down in the crappy office chairs.

"Hello children. I hear class didn't end well for you." Mr. Matthews says as we enter his office.

"Mr. Garcia gave us detention for stupid reasons. I got the question wrong and Four was apparently texting." I say.

"Well that was inappropriate. I will talk to him immediately, you will not be needing to report to detention Wednesday." Matthews says.

"Thanks. What's that?" Four asks while pointing to a picture of a family.

"That is-was my family. I had a beautiful wife, a son and a little girl. One day Natalie, my wife, took my daughter with her and they never came back. I got a call years ago saying that they died in a car crash. I remarried and here I am." He says. Natalie, that was the name of my mom. She said that my real dad left when I was little. No.

"Dad?" I whisper.

"Six." I get up and hug him.

"Mom said you left us. We never crashed, we just moved. Mom married a man named Andrew Prior. What's your name?" I say.

"It's Dave."

"Well umm I'm Six's friend, Four."

"Nice to meet you, now get back to class." My Dad says. We were in my dads office for three hours? Dang.

"Please don't mention this to anyone." I tell Four as we make our way to the cafeteria. He nods.

"How much trouble did you get in?" Uriah asks as we join them in the lunch line.

"None," I add the last part in a whisper. "My Dad is the principal. Like my real dad, not Andrew."

"Dad who supposedly walked out?" Uri asks. I nod. I see a girl I met in homeroom wave is over. As we approach I put my mask on as I notice the boys do as well.

"Hi! I'm Christiana!" The girl says while looking between Four, Zeke and Uriah. "This is Shauna, Marlene, Lynn and Will."

"I'm Six. That's Four, Zeke and Uriah."

"Why are your names number?" The boy, Will asks.

"Have a problem with it blondie?" I ask. He shakes his head real fast. "That's what I thought."

"So are you going to the masquerade tomorrow?" Shauna asks us.

"Yeah, any excuse to party!" Zeke says.

"Hey baby," Uriah says to me, "Wanna go get some cake?"

"Your dating?" Marlene asks.

"No. They call each other baby and babe, hug, kiss each other on the cheek sometimes and hold hands but their just friends. To say it easier, their more than friends but they aren't dating." Zeke says.

"Oh. You all should totally date, you are perfect for each other!" Shauna says.

"Umm no. Uriah is my brother and Six is like my sister, that would be weird." Zeke says with a disgusted look on his face.

"No Six should like totally hook up with Four!" Christiana says.

"No, I should totally not!" I say with the same bubbly attitude they had.

"Why not?" The girls whine at the same time.

"Cuz we're just friends." Four says.

"So? Y'all could still hook up!" Marlene says.

"Whatever." Four and I say at the same time. The girls look like they are about to say something about that so I quickly add, "We'll think about it." They squeal and I roll my eyes.

"Six you are going shopping with us tonight. The masquerade is tomorrow and I'm guessing you still don't have a dress." Shauna says.

"What if I don't want to go shopping?"

"To bad. Will take the guys shopping as well." Christiana says, "Tuxes, no T-shirt's either." The guys groan.

"Haha you have to suffer too!" I say.

"Who all is going to be at this masquerade?" Uriah asks.

"Whole school." Marlene says. We nod, this means they will be there; Peter, Molly, Drew and Al. The bell rings and we head to gym. Amar is already there setting up punching bags and the fight mat in the middle of the floor. Zeke, Uriah, Four and I head over there. We begin to help setting up the rest of the punching bags when the rest of the class files in.

"Thanks you guys, go sit." Amar says while nodding to the bleachers. The gang is sitting in the fifth row so we plop ourselves down by them.

"Why were you helping him?" Christiana asks. I have noticed that she is the most one.

"We've know Amar forever." Zeke says as an explanation. They nod as Amar walks to the middle of the gym.

"Today we will be fighting, if you haven't figured that out yet. I need four people to demonstrate...Hpw about Six, Four, Zeke and Uriah." Amar says. We get up and make our way to the mats. Amar told us that we would be demonstrating so I have on a sports bra and spandex. The boys have on T-shirt's and basketball shorts. "Pick your partner." Zeke and Uriah pair up.

"I guess it's you and me." I say to Four.

"Your going down." He replies.

"Sure. For initiation I beat up ten guys blindfolded in six minutes, hence the name. I'm guessing you did it in four." I say. The average time in 10-12 minutes.

"Yeah, and I bet I'll beat you in less that that." He says cockily.

"Sure."

"Pedrads! Get over here!" Amar yells. They walk over and Uriah throws the first punch. Good.

Five minutes later Uriah is dragging an unconscious Zeke to the infirmary.

"Hey maybe Zeke will keep the bed warm for ya." I say. He shakes his head and punched my in my stomach. I punch him in the nose and he kicks my abdomen. I kick his feet out from under him and block his next punch. This goes on for another half hour.

"Alright stop." Amar says, "Wr get it, you both are amazing fighters. You could probably beat me." I laugh at this, I have beat Amar in fights multiple times.

Four and I head to the locker room to get cleaned up.

"Come on." Four says.

"Umm Four," I say slowly, "I'm a girl."

"I know, but let me help clean you up. That cut on your cheek looks pretty nasty."

"Fine. Thank you." I say. He leads me into the boys locker room. He grabs some hand sanitizer and a wash rag.

"Now this is going to hurt like heck." Four says. He pours the sanitizer on the wash rag and dabs it on my cheek. I let out a string of profanities and grab his hand. He pulls back immediately.

"It's ok, just get it over with." I say with a grimace. He nods and offers his hand. I smile and take it. After he finishes cleaning it, we walk back out to the bleachers.

"What's up?" Uriah asks eyeing us weird. We shrug.

"Anything new?" Christiana asks?" I shake my head.

"Ok, I'll be the obvious one. Why in the world are you holding hands?" Shauna asks. I look down, oh crap. I quickly let go of his hand.

"Four was cleaning the cut on my face. It hurt real bad and I grabbed his hand." I say.

"The mighty Six says something hurt? Put it on the calendar!" A recognizable voice says behind me.

"Zeke!" I yell and hug him.

"Six, I just got knocked out. By my little brother. You are strong. Get off." Zeke says.

"You are no fun." I say with a pout.

"No, that's you and Four. You are the most pessimistic people I know." Uriah says.

"Oh Uri's using big words! That's a first, I thought the biggest word you knew was cake." I say with a smirk.

"You. Do not. Joke. About. The cake." Uriah says. I shove him and he falls flat on his butt.

"I hate you Tr-" he begins before I tackle him to the floor.

"Ever say my name in public again and your dead." I say in a dearly quiet voice. "Got it?" He nods furiously. "Good." I get off of him.

A/n

Second chapter done! Happy Juneteenth guys!