Four POV

It's lunchtime and I'm sitting at a table in the cafeteria with my two dorky friends; Zeke and Uriah, the brothers of stupidety. They are really weird in every way.

"So you're telling me..." Uriah starts. "That if you throw cake...onto a minefield...that it'd explode?"

"Exactly," Zeke says.

"But not Dauntless cake, right?" Sometimes I worry about Uriah. He's very...special.

Zeke sighs in frustration, completely over his brothers stupidity. "Yes, Uriah! Dauntless cake!" he yells with his eyes wide in annoyance.

"But why?!" Uriah shouts loud enough for the entire cafeteria to hear.

Everyone turns their head and stares at us. "Uriah, you're drawing attention and I have a reputation to maintain," I say.

There's a moment of silence and then everyone goes back to eating. I look over at Tris. Damn she's hot! I wonder how long this will last. A day? A week? Until I see another hot chick I haven't banged? Most likely the last one.

When the bell goes I go to PE. Another class I have with Tris. We have like four classes together. Math, PE, Art and Music. I go to the gym and immediately we are told to changed into our PE uniforms. We all do as told.

"Okay! Tryouts for sport teams are tomorrow at lunchtime! If you want to join sign up sheets are over there! We have football, dancing, cheerleading and soccer! Don't disappoint me!" I'm definitely doing football. I do it every year and every year I'm always quarterback.

"Okay! Now we're playing basketball!" Coach Amar says. We play basketball for about an hour and then the bell goes and I go to my next class.

Art was uneventful. We have an assignment that I don't wanna do. Something like draw an emotion. How are you supposed to draw an emotion?! Maybe I'll just do an emoji. That's an emotion.

I head off to Music. I hate this class. For starters it's full of people I don't like and second, I hate singing in front of people and I don't know any instruments.

I sit at the back of the auditorium with Zeke and Uriah. I actually know almost everyone that's in this class. Which isn't exactly a good thing. Ms Wu stands up and hands us an assignment. 'Create a Band' the title reads. Our assignment is to pair up with people that each play a different instrument and then perform a song together in two weeks.

Zeke and Uriah turn to me. "What?" I say.

"I'm with you!" they both say in unison.

I nod. "Fair enough."

We've decided that I'm the singer, Uriah is on drums and Zeke has guitar. I have no hope for this group as long as these two knuckleheads are in it.

When school's over I drive home. My dad isn't home. He's on a business trip thankfully. He's not getting home until Saturday so I have plenty of time to not worry about him. I shall be pain free until then. No beatings!

I invite Zeke and Uriah over. We think about what song we're gonna do for Music.

"How about 5 Seconds of Summer?" Uriah suggests.

"No!" Zeke and I both shout in his face.

He puts his hands up in surrender. "It was just a suggestion... Oh! Miley Cyrus!"

"No!" we shout again.

"One Direction...?"

"No!"

"Wow! You two have really bad taste in music!" he shouts.

I sigh and think. "How about Centuries? By Fall Out Boy?"

Zeke and Uriah nod. "I love that song!" Zeke shouts.

We look up all the lyrics and notes and start learning them. We take a break at six. We still have two weeks until we have to perform.

We pack up and Uriah gets the idea to just go to McDonald's for dinner. I drive us there, being the only one with a car. We take a seat in a booth and Uriah goes up to order.

"So have you banged Tris yet?" Zeke asks.

"Dude, I've been with you since I asked her," I say. He's such an idiot.

"Yeah, I know but maybe you banged her during class or something..." he says.

"Oh yeah. In PE during sex ed we had to do a prac," I say rolling my eyes.

"Wait, really?!" Zeke asked surprised.

"No!" I shout. "You're an idiot."

We laugh. Uriah comes back with food. We eat dinner and then they sleep at my house.