Tris' POV
This is not fair at all. The seniors are so lucky to do thrilling activities. But I guess it's fine, since I love playing basketball and running. The gym is divided into two; a half for the seniors and the other half for us, the freshmen. The freshmen girls are asks to run around the school for 10 laps, while the boy got to play basketball first. As the whistle blows, I run pass everyone like I did in my previous school. In a blink of an eye, I have ran 10 laps.
"That's cool, Tris!" Christina exclaims after she finishes the 10th lap ten minutes after me.
"Where did you learn that from?" pants Marlene who stands beside me.
"I'm in the track team in my pervious school," I blush; I'm not used to compliments.
"Impressive! Are you a new student? What is your name?" Mr. Bud approaches me while looking at the stopwatch he is holding.
"Tris," I blush again.
"You are good in running, care to try out track team?" the teacher asks me.
"Sure," I nod.
"It is 4 PM on Wednesday, keep up the good work."
"Thank you," I say before he walks back into the gym.
The girls then walk back into the gym to watch the boys' basketball game from the bleachers. Christina keeps on squealing about Will when we watch the boys playing basketball. Will and Uriah are in the same group and their teamwork is pretty good. I then watch the seniors. The seniors are not divided into gender. Zeke and Shauna are bust shooting darts from a real-looking replica of black guns. They are good at shooting; most of their darts reach the bulls eye or areas near it. I then shift my sight to Tobias, who is throwing knifes at the target. He is really a professional; all the knifes are stuck in the bulls eye. Lynn is also throwing knifes but she is not as good as Tobias.
"Oh, Triss-y gets a crush," squeals Christina right beside my ear.
"Ouch! Christina, what are you talking about?" I flinch.
"You are constantly staring at that Muscle Boy," teases Christina while pointing at Tobias, who is still throwing knifes to the bulls eye.
"I do not have a crush," I state.
Before Christina can tease me again, Mr. Bud's whistle blows. Thank God!
"Boys, you will be running now, while girls, be in a line in front of the basket," orders Mr. Bud.
The boys run out of the gym to the tracks, while the girls, us, line ourselves in a line. Christina is in the front; I am behind her and Marlene behind me. Since Mr. Bud is recording the boys' times, we start the ball throwing independently.
Christina throws the basketball first and it enters the goal. I throw next and it doesn't even hit the basket. I run to the last space behind Christina. I can hear Molly, a huge girl who apparently everyone hates, snickers in the middle of the line. I ignore her. When all the girls have taken their turns in throwing the basketball, Christina throws the ball again and after that, I repeat my failure. This sucks!
TOBIAS' POV
There is nothing better than throwing knifes. This relieves all the stress I've been building everyday. I cast a glance at the freshmen girls who are throwing basketballs into the ring. My eyes constantly shift to Tris even though she is not throwing. During the throwing time, she fails to throw the ball into the ring. I think she is not maximizing her power. She is small but I know that she has a lot of potential.
I watch her throw the basketball again and this time, it hits the ring but doesn't enter it.
"Having a grudge on the ring?" I see Uriah runs inside the court, sweating profusely.
"Haha, funny," Tris says flatly. "I may have grudge on it for real if I keep on missing the hole." Tris then walks to stand behind Christina.
"Learn from the pro," Uriah grins before grabbing a ball from a green container and throws it to the ring. Surely, it directly enters the ring without much trouble at all.
"Sorry, I'm not as good as you," says Tris sarcastically.
When it is Tris' turn, Uriah runs towards her. "Want me to teach you?" he asks Tris.
I don't know why but I feel a twinge of jealousy. It is definitely not because of Tris…I hope. It must be because Uriah is very easy to gain friends. Yes, that must be it. I am lost in my thoughts and as I come back to reality, I see Uriah standing behind Tris and is holding Tris' stomach and arm. What the heck!
"I never know people can frown like what you did," Zeke laughs in front of me.
"What are you talking about?" I ignore him and goe back to my knife throwing session.
"Don't worry much, my friend, I will ground Uriah when we go home," Zeke embraces me.
"Shut up," I escape from him and start throwing my knifes again, but with more force.
Why does that irritates me so much?
I read a lot of stories and mostly, Tris is portrayed as someone good in everything and I want to try something different. Tris may be good in running but not in basketball. What more is she bad at?
Thank you, GlimmerandSparkle for the amazing review and idea. It really helps me
~Claire DuPont~
