AN: I apologize for the delay, I know that I said I'll update by Sunday, but I couldn't so I'm deeply sorry about that. we already started quizzes for the semester! We even have two next week! And a research paper and projects to hand in by the end of the month, busy busy life. Though in the meantime I will do all I can to keep you guys updated. I wouldn't leave you guys hanging every time so don't worry! (; Read and Review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent trilogy or the song used. (It's Let me go by Avril Lavigne ft. Chad Kroeger
"What are you doing here?" Was all I managed to get out after I snapped out of my shock.
"Can't I see if you are ok? You know you ran after that class crying and neither Uriah nor Christina could follow you through the crowds, I'm surprised that you pushed through the crowds and managed it here in less than five minutes." He says with a cocky grin.
"Is that all? Because if it is you can leave now as you can see I'm fine." I said coldly
"Obviously, you are not fine especially after running out of class all of the sudden. Why did you?" He says in a softer yet serious tone.
It has been a while since someone actually cared about me, asked me if I'm fine. I haven't been fine ever since the accident but I'm doing a pretty good job with my facade, acting all free and cheerful to not make anyone suspicious. Or so I thought.
"It's not any of your business so leave it alone Four." I answered seriously and a bit more harshly than I intended to.
"Well, if you need to talk, do know that I will listen okay?" He stated while I just nodded.
I thought that he would leave me alone after that but he didn't leave until five minutes later and I sighed a sigh of relief.
But my relief was short lived, as Four returned 3 minutes later with two trays in hand. I raised an eyebrow at the trays but he only shrugged and placed one of trays on my lap and sat beside me and all he said was "Eat, you will need it, especially for my class." He smirked at the end of the sentence. "Not as much as you do, old man." I said teasingly. "Old man? How old do you think am I Tris?" He said while rolling his eyes
"27? 28? 29?" I replied with raised eyebrows.
"I'm 20 soon to be 21. I was smart enough to graduate early from high school and from university." He said with his signature smirk. "Interesting." Was my reply.
I shook my head but started eating none the less. I started with the mini hamburger then juice then chocolate cake that was overly DELICIOUS!
Sitting there beside him helped distract me from my discomfort and pain that I was feeling earlier.
The bell rang all too soon and I became annoyed because lunch ended so quickly. While I was getting up I felt sudden pain in my ribs from the beating last night and quickly sat back down while clutching my hurt ribs tightly, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to get rid of the pain.
"Tris you alright?" Asked Four In a worried tone and concerned facial features (which surprised me)
I got up slowly and nodded. It was then that I realized that a Male touched me and I didn't flinch. I have been freezing, going stiff or flinching at any kind of physical contact (specifically from male gender) and Four seemed to realize that because he quickly removed his hands from my back and muttered a quiet "Sorry." I tried to show that it didn't bother me through my facial expressions but I'm not sure if I succeeded by the look on Four's face. We went to class and by now my most hated subjects are Calculus and English! God I don't know whom do I hate more, was it Eric or Mrs. Mathews, but one thing for sure, they are both annoying and controlling more than any other teacher and way too strict. During my free class I wanted to be alone so Christina and the others went to the library to 'study' while I told them that I wanted to look around the school alone. I was walking aimlessly around the school until I reached a door that had a weird sound behind it, like a roaring sound. I went through it and was shocked and amazed to see a chasm, so beautiful and fascinating yet so huge and scary as with one push of the railing, you fall to your death. I shook my head to clear it from any negative thoughts. I have decided that this is one of my favorite places aside from music and art rooms. I stayed there for another 10 minutes before continuing my exploration. I Four's classroom seeing him teaching to Sophomores or something, I smiled slightly to myself. I kept walking around until my feet lead me to the music room, it was empty so I entered and closed the door behind me. I walk quickly to the grand piano in the side of the room, facing the door and sat down while running my fingers above the piano keys. With a small smile I started humming one of my favorite songs and unknowingly started playing the piano.
Love that once hung on the wall
Used to mean something, but now it means nothing
The echoes are gone in the hall
But I still remember, the pain of December
Oh, there isn't one thing left you could say
I'm sorry it's too late
[Chorus]
I'm breaking free from these memories
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I've said goodbye
Set it all on fire
Gotta let it go, just let it go
You came back to find I was gone
And that place is empty,
Like the hole that was left in me
Like we were nothing at all
It's not what you meant to me
Thought we were meant to be
Oh, there isn't one thing left you could say
I'm sorry it's too late
[Chorus]
I'm breaking free from these memories
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I've said goodbye
Set it all on fire
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I let it go and now I know
A brand new life is down this road
And when it's right, you always know
So this time I won't let go
There's only one thing left here to say
Love's never too late
[Chorus]
I've broken free from those memories
I've let it go, I've let it go
And two goodbyes led to this new life
Don't let me go, don't let me go
Don't let me go, don't let me go, don't let me go, don't let me go
[4x]
Won't let you go, don't let me go
I heard a clap from in front of me and I quickly snapped my eyes open, startled to who heard me play, for I haven't played any kind of any musical instrument in over a year and a half and now I'm playing with all my heart, and not just once but twice in under 6 hours, something is wrong.
"That's really good." Said the woman with black hair.
"Um, thanks." I said shyly.
"You are the new student that Lauren nor Four could stop talking about?" She asked/stated.
"Um, yeah that would be me. My name is Tris Prior. And should I be creped out or feel complimented?" I joked, trying to get rid of the tension in the air.
"Tori Wu, your art teacher. And I would say both." She joked.
"Pleased to meet you Tori." I said with a small smile.
"Me too." She said while nodding her head. "Well Tris, I think we should get going to class, I have your class in about," she paused to glance at her watch and at that same exact moment the bell rang signaling end of Free period "now, so let's go
" she said sheepishly as she started back to the door while I followed behind her. "And Tris?" She said while looking at me over her shoulder. "Yes?" I answered/asked. "I would love to hear you play again. A talent like yours shouldn't be gone to waste, no matter what." She said with a soft smile then slipped out of the door before I could fully process her words.
After getting my stuff from my locker, I headed to Tori's art class. When the class steeled down, she started her instructions.
"I hope that you all had an amazing break and ready for your second semester in your final year of high school. I would like to welcome our new student Tris," She said while nodding her head in my direction. "Your assignment for today is to draw something that means so much to you, something that reminds you of a past event or any kind of drawing that means the world to you. I would like you to start now and be done by the end of class." She stated and everybody went around getting their stuff or asking her for equipment because they didn't have theirs with them today.
I pulled out my sketch pad and started doodling until I had an inspiration. By the end of class I had drawn three black ravens, one for each family member. All too soon, art ended and it was time for the class she was looking forward to yet dreading the most, scared of what is to come.
I walked with the group to Four's class which looked like to be held in a training room or something? I was a bit confused about the room but didn't show it on my face, I kept the small smile on my face ever since my encounter with Tori before art.
"Let's get started shall we?" asked Four as we stood around him. "You will practice your punches and kicks on the punching bags over there for the day and if we have time, two of you will fight each other to demonstrate for your class, now run along." He instructed.
Everybody went to their own punching bags and I stood in front of mines, which was between Uriah and Will, who was beside Christina. I took a deep breath and started punching slowly, not wanting to do as I always do when I practice in the gym every morning before school, well that was in New York ever since three classmates, Drew, Molly, Sam, back in New York a year ago attacked me because it was a dare and they tried to rape me and they almost succeeded. It still haunts me in my nightmares sometimes, if it's not it then it's the nightmare of my mother's and Caleb's deaths, or my dad saying I was a disappointment and him beating me till I fall unconscious.
Ever since then, I go to the gym every morning to get stronger in fighting and defending myself. I was planning to drop by the gym today to register myself as a local member to continue my routine. I smiled at the idea of being in the gym again and punching my frustration out on the punching bags and I started to punch the bag in front of me even harder. I kept punching the bag all class non-stop and almost didn't stop, even when the bell rang, if it wasn't for Uriah holding me back and Marlene standing in between me and the punching bag, looking very worried. I hadn't realized that I while I was punching the bag, I started crying silently. I guess I punched with all I had, let all of my emotions out on the poor punching bag.
"Do you want to-"asked Will, but I interrupted him by shaking my head and saying "I'll be out in a minute, I'll see you in gym." And took a deep breath to calm me and the adrenaline rush that was coursing through my veins. They all looked hesitant to leave and I gave them a small smile to reassure them that I was fine but from the looks on their faces, I guess I failed because they didn't looked reassured at all, but they left nonetheless. I stayed back for a minute or two to calm myself and get control of my emotions before I followed them out of the training room, but was stopped by a voice that I didn't know was there, in fact I thought that I was left all alone.
"Are you alright?" asked Four "because I have never seen someone punch a bag that hard and well, especially for a full hour." He added after a while.
"I'm fine, this is the second time you see me like this and keep asking me if I'm fine, are you stalking me or something?" I asked, avoiding his statement from earlier.
"No well, your group of friends seemed very concerned so they asked me to make sure you are alright and that you don't start punching the bag again." He stated in an intimidating tone.
"I told them I won't, geez, plus don't we have another class we need to be at? Especially you Four, as you are also teaching the class with Coach Amar." I said in a teasing tone while making my way out of the training room and heading the gym.
"There you are! I thought you got lost or something." Said coach Amar the moment I stepped into the gym. "Tris Prior, and well kind of, after all I'm still new, coach." I lied smoothly.
"It's alright really, as long as you have a good reason to why you're late and/or a note or something I don't mind and as well as you joined us here safely. " he said grinning while his eyes lingered on my starting to bruise hands, from all the punching.
"Well Tris, I would like to see how fast you are and how well can you play basketball, so you have 10 laps with Christina, Marlene, Myra, Sara. Are you ready?" he continued
"Of course I am." I said with a grin.
"On the count of 3." Said coach.
"1, 2,3!" with his signal, we began running, I was jogging at first but soon enough I ran into a sprint, I ran to get away from all of my worries, I ran to try and forget the day of the accident for once, I ran to forget the shocked look on Caleb's face and Mom's pained one when we were hit. I ran to forget about how my dad beats me, I ran to forget how alcoholic did my dad become, I ran to forget how I feel unsafe even at home, I ran to forget the worry of unadapting to this new life that dad threw on me all of the sudden, I ran with all my might to forget all of my worries, just for this run.