Tris pov
Disclaimer: I don't own a giant purple panda named Philip or divergent which is very upsetting.
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I start with my laps then I move on to the punching bags. After that I go to the beam and the stunt mats. Next I work on jump serves and spikes for volleyball and backhands for tennis. I move on to figure skating and hockey. There was two things my father let me do sports and playing music. It was the only thing I could do to escape a beating. And because of his image I had to be perfect at it so I play practically every sport and instrument flawlessly. I loved it though so I was ok with doing that. It was the only place I came to life so before school from four-seven then get dressed for school at 8 and after school from 3-6. It doesn't effect my social life mainly because I don't have one.
I take a shower then I get dressed. When I'm done I cash into someone. "I'm so sorry! I'm so clumsy! Don't hit me!" I put my arms up to guard my face. The last time that happened it was Peter and he beat me where it wouldn't show.
I expect to be laughed at but instead I am hugged. "Hey it's ok. I'm not going to hit you. Did someone really do that?" a girl with mocha skin asks.
"Yeah. Like everyday. But I mean it could be worse. The only annoying thing is everyone is in on it which is why I was surprised you didn't hit me or something." I say with a shrug.
"Oh my god. You mean you're the girl that is apparently a jerk that thinks she's better then everyone." The girl says.
I laugh. A lot. "Hahaha you haha mean ha people ha thought that. I stopped talking because Peter knocked me to the ground after I said hi and I got hurt so I spent the day in my aunt tori's office. After that I got harassed and beaten up after every single time I talked." I say with a smile still on my face.
The girl looks at me with an open mouth. "I can't believe you have put up with this for like three weeks and have put up with this alone. All those jerks can go to hell because no one is going to hurt my new best friend. So what should we do speechless."
"Well first we should know each others name. I'm six. Yes like the number. Yes 1-5 were taken." I say.
She laughs. "I'm Christina." Christina says.
"Are you sure you want to be around me? Bad things might happen and I don't want you to get hurt." I say and Christina laughs.
"Well we have class together with my gang of friends. Do you mind if my friends used to be mean to you? They don't know you they just know of you." Christina says.
"Yeah. I don't mind. I love music class I just never sing because Peter is in that class." I say.
"I have an idea!" Christina says.
"Oh my gosh it's a miracle!" I say.
"I'll explain on the way." Christina says with an eye roll.
