TRIS-
As I enter my first class, science with Ms. Mathews, I take a seat in the farthest corner of the room, attempting to draw the least amount of attention to myself. I take my notebook and pencil out of my bag and my mind immediately travels back to the interaction with the blue-eyed boy in the hall. I had to admit he was incredibly handsome but it wasn't just his striking features that made me think twice about him. It was how nice he was. Kindness has been extremely rare in my life since the accident and I couldn't help but feel a spark of satisfaction when he invited me to sit with him and his friends at lunch. It made me feel important. Wanted.
But I can't think that way. Not now not for the rest of high school because if I get involved with anybody, especially in a romantic way, I will get hurt but more importantly, they will get hurt. The people around me always do. I can't afford any more pain inflicted on myself and especially not others. So I will suppress my desires to feel needed and excepted, for the sake of others around me. And that's okay, as long as I can get through these last two years of high school without any more casualties.
I am suddenly brought out of my thinking as I feel a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I see a tall, copper-skinned girl standing before me with an enormous smile plastered on her face.
"Hi!" she squeals, "You must be new here! I'm Christina!"
"Oh um yeah. I'm Tris," I mumble, hoping that she will take a hint and leave me alone, but of course she doesn't and continues to ramble.
"Well I just wanted to say 'hi' and by the way you are totally gorgeous! I bet the boys are all over you here! Oh do you play any sports? I am the captain of the Cheer Squad here at Divergent High and we could really use a pretty face like yours on the team!"
"Uh sorry I'm not exactly the cheerleading type" I respond, which wasn't exactly always true. At my old school before the accident I was one of the best on the squad and made varsity freshman year. Now, the only thing I do is run and box. Cheerleading was Beatrice's sport and I am definitely not her anymore.
"Oh well that's too bad. If you ever change your mind, I would totally allow you on the squad. Oh! Do you have anywhere to sit at lunch? You could sit with me and my friends. People call us popular but I mean we don't like to call ourselves that because it sound so condescending, you know?" she blabbers. I wonder how this girl can talk to much in such a short period of time. Doesn't she need to breathe?
"That's okay, I like to eat by myself. Thanks anyway," I lie. I would love to sit with them and start a new life with friends and laughter, but that's not an option for me.
"Well okay, but a seat is always open at our table!" she replies before finally leaving me to pay attention to the teacher, who has now begun her lecture.
My next two classes go by quickly and finally it is time for lunch. As I make my way through the hallway towards the cafeteria, I can't help but notice how many people are looking at me. Actually, mostly boys. Their wide eyes follow me through the halls and their mouths slightly gaping. Am I really that ugly? I mean I always knew I wasn't exactly the most appealing girl, as my first foster father pointed out many times, but I never knew I was this repulsive.
I keep my head down, trying to concentrate on my feet. Left, right , left, right, lef- ow! For the second time today I run into someone, falling to the ground, causing more heads to turn in my direction.
"Watch it Stiff!" A muscular brown-haired boy with piercing slivered eyes yells.
"I'm sorry" I mummer as I get up and brush myself off.
"Well aren't you something" he says, eyeing me up and down with hungry eyes, reminding me of the way Bud or Eric used to look at me. I shiver. I attempt to walk away as a feel someone's hand make contact with my rear, giving it a hard slap. Anger boils inside of me as him and his two friends, a boy and a girl, cackle at my discomfort.
Just as I am about to turn around and give the guy a hard punch to his stupid face and tell him to leave me alone, another voice travels through the air
"Leave her alone Peter." I turn to see Four walking up to the boy you slapped me, whom I guess is Peter. His eyes are full of anger, reflecting the emotion I currently have flowing through my veins at the moment.
"Aww c'mon Four, I'm just having fun with my girl here. Maybe when I'm done with her you can have a go at her. But let's be honest here, we both know I am the only one that can satisfy her fine ass" Peter sneers.
Before I have a chance to myself, Four's fist connects with Peter's jaw, causing him to crumple on the floor. I give him a hard kick to the gut, to drill it into his brain that I am definitely not interested.
"If you even touch me again I swear you will have a lot more than a few bruises that you have now" I yell, before storming away towards the lunchroom. I hear Peter scream a threat towards me but I couldn't give a rat's ass what he has to say. The sound of footsteps follow me and I jerk around, expecting to see a raging Peter, but instead I am met with the deep blue eyes that cause my body to relax slightly. I understand that he was only trying to help, but it bothered me that he thought I couldn't handle myself.
"You know I am strong enough to take care of myself," I spit at him. He seems a bit taken back by my sudden outburst but then cracks a small smile.
"Undoubtedly," he replies. I search for the sarcasm in his voice but surprisingly find none. "I just couldn't pass up an opportunity to punch Peter. Saving you was just the cherry on top," he jokes.
His smile makes my insides melt, causing me to mentally curse myself for letting my wall down enough for a small smile to reach my lips. His smile widens as he sees the small gesture of sincerity in my smile directed towards him. That snaps me back to reality, and after swiftly returning my face to it's original mask, I reply with a curtly nod and enter the cafeteria, leaving him standing there with his breathtaking smile still sending sparks of electricity through my body.
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