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Previously on Cheer Up, Divergent!...
We all take a step forward. This is so on.
So there they were. Erudite: They call themselves a cheerleading club, but we all know all they do is study in their get-together's. Again, they are in the top 6%; Winners in the winner-take-all effect, in other words, the bitchy cream of the ice-cream at Sevit.
Then there's us. Divergent: a band, music club, singing group-call us whatever, in the bottom 6%; The shame of Sevit High.
Tobias drops his facade of humour and sarcasm and now wears a bored expression on his face. His eyes scan our group. "If you have nothing, grovel." Then he stares directly at me. "Or do you not know that, since you're so dumb?" Another smirk.
I lose it for the millionth time in the past hour.
"You-" I rolled up my sleeves and point at him. "You're dead today."
I tear off my hair tie and let my blonde straws spread over my shoulders. "You-you get over here."
It was an invitation for the others to finally release their beast. Peter marches forward and Uriah and Zeke start tearing on him. Marlene and Christina takes on Lauren and Susan, pulling their ringlets and Drew uses his textbook to defend himself against the towering Al. Will staggers forward in attempt to help Peter, and then it was all like a stampede of animals fighting for food. Caleb and Molly stands aside, watching the whole scene unfold, with mouth agape like a fish's.
Uniform verses delinquents.
I lunge at Tobias head first to be meeted with a rock hard chest. HE WORKS OUT TOO? He stands still and raises his hands up, feigning innocence, as I lose my shit.
"Come at me, you bastard!" I shout. "Come on!" I usher my head to his chest. "Do it, pull my hair! Go on!" For once I want to see the mighty Tobias lose his shit. But it does not faze him. He remains calm and the bored expression is still plastered on his face.
Everywhere else, madness continues to take its toll.
"You are so dead!"
"You bitch!"
"Ungrateful idiots!
"Wanna go? Let's take this outside you posh bastards."
I pull my head away from his chest, but then something is tugging on my hair. My eyes travel up slowly in horror, as I realise a piece of my hair is stuck to his badge.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow. Help me you-!"
His hands are still up midway in the air, like he's saying: This girl is crazy. I'm a victim. I'm not responsible for this.
"And why should I?" His voice is steady, despite all the shouting and screaming from everyone else.
Suddenly I realise other students have gathered around, emptying their classes and are viewing this scene. Laughter mixes with shouts and I know we have a pretty big audience. This is what they wanted right? For the bottom 6% to get kicked out?
I continue to groan in pain, as my hands fumble to untangle my hair from his badge. It finally slips free and look up again at him, who has a look of amusement on his face. Then I bunch up the collar of his uniform with one hand and the other, fist raised.
"You have a death wish?" His hands grab onto the hand I have on his collar and he is about to say something when-
"HEY!"
Just like movie, we all freeze and everyone stops what they are doing: Christina, in the middle of tugging at Lauren's hair; Marlene, biting Susan's hand; Uriah and Zeke fist mid air, and Al getting his nipples twisted by Drew. Even Tobias looks kind of startled.
We all direct our gaze at our homegroup teacher: James Tucker. A man in his late thirty's with dark skin and thin framed glasses.
He lifts his head up in frustration but then grits his teeth like he is enduring some sort of pain. "All of you!" He ushers the students who are watching the fight back into the classroom with his long ruler. "Get inside! Hurry up!"
During this time, we all untangle ourselves from the others and Christina and Marlene rushes to me.
Max turns back to us, using his ruler in swift motions to point at our respective club rooms.
"I'll give you five seconds, and then you all get penalty points," We all stagger around, baffled and unsure where to go. CRAP, CRAP, CRAPPPPPP.
"Penalty points for every additional second!" He power walks to us and starts pointing at Al and Drew who are still hissing at each other.
"Five. Four. Three. Two. One! Start!" Christina pulls Marlene and I into our club room and Uriah Zeke trips their way behind us.
Students of Erudite however, take their time and finally disappears into their rooms.
We all crouch down on the wall as we hear multiple sounds of heels clacking on the ground and voices of all females. We all shoot questioning glances at each other. Uriah raises his eyebrows along with Zeke and Al just shrugs. I slowly rise to look through the glass. The walls were built with glass, where it is opaque on the bottom and clear at the top. I peek above the opaque glass and see a group of maybe ten middle aged women, wearing fancy pearls and pencil skirts paired with furred coats gathered around, inspecting their surroundings with pursed lips. Red wine lips and hair pulled back, they must be the parents of Erudite and some other kids, here for Parent Info day.
Next to them is the beast herself... Jeanine Matthews. Short Platinum blonde hair, icy blue eyes and a revolting mole on her chin, she is the bitchy cherry of the ice-cream here in Sevit High: Our principal.
"Well, here we are! This is where our students usually study," Matthews says with cat like smile. She points at Erudite, and then one of the parents glances towards our room. I immediately bob down and Christina tugs my shirt roughly. I face her, with wide eyes and she in turn gives me a look that screams: FUCKK. Her autumn eyes swirl with fright and I hold in my breath.
"What is this room?"
A nervous chuckle from Matthews. I can almost picture her adjusting her glasses and that look of annoyance passing though her wrinkles. "Well, this is the Music club where some of our students learn musical instruments." Yeah right. No one taught us shit. Twisting our delinquent club into some sort of music prodigy. I scoff.
Another parent speaks up. "Wouldn't it disrupt our kid's learning if they are put right next to the study room?"
"Well..." Jeanine starts, her breath shaky. "They only have 6 members and your kids are very diligent students."
Another voice, but this time from a male. It was Eric. No one really knows his last name, so we all have to address him as sir. He was the assistant principal, well not really. He was Jeanine's slave. He always followed her everywhere and carries out her orders. Biggest asshole out of all teachers, only giving out penalty points for students under the 50% rankings. You can already guess how much penalty points from him we get every week.
"Lets go see the new renovations for our library shall we?" He suggests, with a hint of desperation in his voice, unable to be missed.
"Yes!" Matthews pipes up way too enthusiastically. "This way..."
It was like the sound of tens of horses galloping away in the distance. We all exhale deeply, glancing at each other with those crazy smiles on our faces we do, every time we get away with something. I breathe out a laugh and smile widely.
I smiled too soon.
The door bursts open and we lean back with our hands on the ground. I legit fall on Uriah when I see Eric in the doorway.
He's in his late 20's, which makes me think he's way too bitter and grumpy for his age. It makes me wonder how he would be when he's an old man. He even wears a suit. Like, suits are cool but not even the other teachers wear them to work.
He crosses his arms and snorts. "You think I didn't see you Prior?" I groan loudly and the others do the same. "You're lucky that they didn't see you! Or else that would have been 10 penalty points each!" He spits.
I roll my eyes. "Why?" I stand up. "We are the music club. Wouldn't it show productiveness if we were performing?"
That kind of throws him coff. He scrunches his face in chagrin and coughs. "I got my eyes on you lot!" He narrows his brown eyes and points at us, his finger scanning us from left to right.
"Right..."
He straightens his tie and looks at us again. "If you disrupt the students of Erudite, you and your group won't stand a chance of lasting." And with that he trots off and everyone else stands up beside me, muscles tense and faces solemn.
Once again, Erudite remains as top priority.
I plop onto my bed and lay there, face down on the covers until someone tickles my feet.
"Hey!" I flip myself up to see Molly. Her short auburn curls frame her diamond shaped face, and she has celery green eyes. She laughs and I giggle. "Hey Molly!" I greet her and we both sit next to each other on the grey carpet.
"I'm sorry about earlier on," I start. "I didn't mean a lot of what I said."
She nods meekly and gives me a smile. "That's okay."
"No, it's not!" I protest. "I was just-" I make a frustrated noise at the back of my throat. I just lost everything back there... My pride, my dignity, and even a bit of my hair. "Tobias was just pissing me off so much... And the fact that my own brother wouldn't even side with me was just..."
"It's honestly okay Tris..." I nod and my shoulders slump. "Come on, let's practise for music."
I nod and we start practising our song that we have to preform in class tomorrow.
Oh baby there ain't no mountain high enough,
Ain't no valley low enough,
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe
But then during the song, my mind goes back to that encounter and it fills me with so much rage. Because people like you have no fear, so they can accomplish nothing... The look in his eyes, the way it darkened and the way his face became like a statue. There was no humour, no sarcasm; he meant it.
I start kicking the ground and pound my fist on the floor and she flinches, startled at my sudden outburst.
"This is blatant discrimination! Eric is always threatening to abolish us!" Molly laughs and I frown. "How come your Erudite gets to use such good facilities!" She side glances and shrugs.
"Don't be like that... How about talking things out between clubs?"
I scrunch up my face. "Talking things out? With who?" She gives me a look full of hints that I refuse to acknowledge.
"With that bastard, Tobias Eaton?"
"Well, if we keep fighting, you guys are the only ones who'll suffer." Ugh. She's right. They can probably even sue us.
"Do you think I'll be able to communicate with that guy?"
She shrugs nonchalantly. "Just come on strong so that he'll fear of getting punished, too."
I lean in closer to her. "Do you think I'll be able to get through to him?" She doesn't say anything, but she nods with her eyes. Just then, her phone chimes and I hang my head low, thinking of how much of an asshole he is going to be, while she checks her phone.
"Ugh... It's a student meeting." Somehow her tone doesn't seem so convincing-but maybe it's juts my imagination. Then she looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. "I have to clean the room too..." She groans.
I know Molly works hard, way too hard actually. That's why she's ranked second, just behind Tobias.
"Go ahead." I smile. "I'll take care of the cleaning for inspections."
"But still... I always feel bad..." She mopes.
I slap the ground. "It's okay!" I announce. "You help me out all the time, too!"
She chuckles and pat my hair. "Thanks, I'll be back!"
"Okie!"
But when she leaves, I collapse on my bed again and start kicking the covers. "I'M SOOO PISSED!" I growl under the covers and slam my hands on the mattress.
The thought of even talking to Tobias again only pissed me off even further.
Soooo not getting a lot of reviews or even faves and follows. What did I do wrong guys? Do you want more of Fourtris?
Because there will be in the next chapter!
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