Author's Note

Okay so second chapter. I am not sure who I want Tris with yet. I will decide later, for now many of people are going to be flirting with the new girl. So tell me friends are we friends I hope anyways I think this story is fun to write. Gives a good headache, if you write a decent size chapter. So have fun reading!

The bell rings and I shove my pencil in my satchel. I lift my backpack on wearing both straps.

"Tris hurry up!" Chris is already out the door and she is waiting for me. "What do you have next?"

She grabs my paper for me making it hard for me to answer, considering I have a little short-term memory loss.

"World History, awesome I have that next too!" She screams loudly, forcing my hearing away for a few seconds. I grab my paper back and shove it in my side pocket. When we get to the classroom it's locked.

"Out of the way!" I hear someone coming. He walks around the corner. He looks like the football coach. He unlocks the door and we all rush in after him. Me and Chris find a table and two boys sit in the seats across from us. One of them looks up from a book. He stares at Chris for a second and I think I am the only one who notices.

The other boy is making jokes about a girl sitting in a chair at the other table horizontal from us. She pulls up a chair sitting on the end that me and book reader share.

The boy in front of Chris is the first to break our awkward silence. "So I'm Uriah, this is my pallo Marlene." He throws a pen at her and she dodges it and throws her pencil back. "This is Tris!" Christina announces to everyone at the table. I wave my hand shyly.

"I'm Will." The book reader looks up and then back down at the book he was reading. Chris punches me in the arm. "Hi I'm Tris." I say unsteadily, since I have already been introduced. "Sweet! We can be friends!" I look towards Marlene. She seems nice. She also seems really fun to hang around.

"In fact I say we group hug!" Uriah shouts out, leading everyone's attention to him. "This is the new kid Tris!" he yells out my name to take some attention of him. He has directed everyone's eyes to me. I blush and turn back to my table.

"Uriah," Marlene lets out a whisper. "Let's not do that anymore okay?" She reaches over Will and pokes Uriah.

"Never!" the teacher walks back into the room. "Okay today we have a get to know me report due." He sits at his desk and I look back he is busy.

I pull out my phone and text Chris. The book reader was so starring earlier! :D. When she receives and reads the message she turns to me with a smile and my phone buzzes. IKR, it feels like he is toats staring a hole through me! :P. I look at her and giggle.

Marlene stares at me then goes back to pencil throwing at Uriah.

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Finally, I think when the bell rings for 3rd period to be out. I run through the hallway. When I make to my locker I rush to pull out my gym bag. I jog down the hallway out the front of the building and find Susan walking in front of me towards the track.

"Hey Susan!" I yell to her and she waits up. She looks at me, "There is a dressing room down there you can use." I nod thanks and rush off the way she pointed. I turn the corner of the field house. Just then I run full on into someone slamming back with my backpack against the ground. They stumble back but they are much bigger than me.

"Sorry" he walks towards me to help me up. Then doesn't and just keeps walking.

His deep blue eyes catch mine blue-gray eyes for a millisecond. Then he continues to walk back to the door of the field house. I think about him for a little while, he must be at least two or three years older than me. I pull on my yellow gym shorts and a white shirt that is way too big for me. I use my other hairband to pull in the shirt to fit my body. Then I use my white hairband to put my hair up.

When I walk out of the dressing room I see what must be our coach and walk up to them. I follow behind them as she calls for a team meeting. "Okay let's see I need everyone to write their name and a parents number." She looks around, she is really pretty but kind of short, "Then afterwards job a warm up lap!" I agree and have my info down second. I start my lap and I pass a shorter girl. I feel so free when I am running, like I'm the only one in the world, no one could keep up with me before so I doubt anyone here will either. Free from school, boys, friends, emotion, grades, and expectations. I love to run and I enjoy every second of the track.

When I get back around coach looks impressed and she nods her head at me. I walk over thinking of the stranger from earlier.

"You know I said jog a lap right?" I nod. "Jogging is not 1:45.13" I nod again. "Can you do better?" I nod again. "Whatever you need me to do Coach."

"Okay I will time you, run this one!" She starts the timer and I run again. Feeling a rush, I start to run even faster. At this point everyone is staring. I make is back and coach is stunned. "1:03!" she says gasping. I catch air deeply breathing to level my heartbeat. Okay so maybe I am a little better than what I take credit for. All of the football boys run onto the track and field. And I see the boy who bumped into me. His jersey number is 4 so, I will call him Four.

"Tris nice short shorts!" Uriah calls from the starting line on the track. I blush and him and a few others begin race. Looking around, I notice few guys are glancing in my direction, and one of them whistles with a smirk on his face. The rest of practice I get stuck with 2 miles and 2 800s. Afterwards I get changed fast. Chris, Marlene, and I start walking back as we walk up the steep hill back to the school, I hear whispers behind me. I also hear my name a few times and I grin knowing no one is paying me attention. If I didn't having running, I wouldn't have anything to keep me sane. Face paced steps come closer and Uriah shows up beside me.

"Hey Tris have fun at the track beating everyone?" I nod and crack up at the way he said it. We talk for the rest of the way up. I just can't shake the feeling that someone is staring at me though.

Author's Note

Do you like it? Reviewing would surely remind me to update soon. I like writing and I would never miss an update ever! So tell me any ideas I love them all and read every single review so don't be afraid to post anything! Thanks for reading! ~Kayla