Chapter 4

Tobias P.O.V.

History drags along and nothing eventful happens in any of my other classes either. Finally lunch arrives and for some reason I feel giddy on the inside but I have no intention of showing it. Instead I stash my hands in my pockets and head to the cafeteria, getting nods and greetings from the jocks and cheerleaders. I try my best to avoid the girls who try to flirt with me, and by the time I get to the cafeteria I've at least encountered five girls, all whom I've rejected.

I enter the cafeteria and head over to our table. I reckon that our table is placed in the perfect spot. It's at the edge of the cafeteria where the window wall, a wall made of windows alone, and the left wall meet. Our school is fairly modern so it's the design is contemporary. I sit on the end of the table next to Zeke, with no one in front of me. Soon, the girls and Uriah and Will come over and join us and still the seat in front of me is left vacant.

We all break into chatter, continuing the conversation we were having in the morning. I turn to face Zeke, because he starts talking about some new modifications we could do to the Shelby but then all of a sudden in hear the cafeteria doors open and close and everyone in the cafeteria quiets down. I turn around and see Boss girl walking into the cafeteria, looking down at her phone, not even paying attention to the world around her. She keeps walking and the ringing of her phone signalling her that she has a new message, sounds throughout the cafeteria and when she reads it she looks towards the direction of a table full of guys and then she looks around the cafeteria to realise everyone has their attention on her, her cheeks flush a light shade of red. I can't help but wonder who that boy she received the text was, not that I actually saw whom she had got it from because it happened to fast for anyone to see.

Zeke calls out, "Boss girl! Over here!", he waves. She focuses on where she hears the voice come from and when she sees it's Zeke she smiles and makes her way over to us. She comes and takes the only seat currently available at our table.

The one in front of mine.

I can sense that's she feels uncomfortable around us because she hasn't met Uriah, Will and Shauna yet so Zeke introduces them all for her. "Boss girl, this is Uriah, my unwanted brother-", Uriah gives him a flat look and I can't help but chuckle like the rest of the table, Boss girl included. Uriah gives Boss girl a wave and she smiles back. Wow, she has a beautiful smile- what am I saying?. "And this is Will, and Shauna. I'm pretty sure you met Mar and Chris this morning", he says. "And I don't know if you got my name, I'm Zeke and this-", he says pointing at me, "is our lonesome Four", he says over dramatically. I push him away and give a small smile to Boss girl. She smiles back at me and surprisingly she doesn't pry and ask me why my name is what it is. This only makes me more intrigued by her.

"So what's your name? Zeke and Four call you Boss girl, not that I know why, but I'm guessing that's not your real name. Unless if it is, then I'm really sorry-", Marlene starts. Boss girl just chuckles.

"My name's Beatrice, but you guys can call me Tris or Boss girl", she says and then directing the last part at Zeke and I. Zeke gives her thumbs up and I just give her a simple nod and a curt smile. Christina, Marlene and Shauna get carried into their conversation with Boss girl and I look over at her, studying her with my eyes.

She seems so...different from other girls. She doesn't flaunt her skin, flirt or pry into other peoples business. And she has an interest in cars. Though, I doubt she doesn't have a boyfriend, to me she seems flawless. But I can't be to quick to judge, she could be just the same as all those other girls and just use me for the name I have at this school.

The bell rings signalling the end of lunch and we all stand up and just as we're about to leave the table Christina asks Boss girl, "Do you have Phys. Ed?", Boss girl nods and Christina squeals. "That's great, you have it with all of us!". She smiles and we all head to the change rooms. The girls head of to theirs and Zeke, Will, Uriah and I head to ours.

As soon as we separate from the girls Will looks at me and says, "So not even the end of the first day of school and your already developing a crush". I'm taken aback for a second and I don't respond. Uriah's eyes budge and he looks at Will.

"You noticed that as well?! I thought my eyes were deceiving me!", Uriah exclaims. Zeke smirks at them and then he looks to me with a raised eyebrow as if saying, 'See, what did I say?'. I sigh heavily and start walking towards the boys change rooms.

"Yeah whatever, I don't see how this is any of your concern", I say. There's no point in denying with Zeke, he hits every spot until he's certain that he's right. Doesn't miss a single crumb when it comes to these things. That's how Uriah and Will ended up with their girls, but I'm not letting anyone force me into doing anything.

"He's not denying it!", Uriah exclaims.

"Uh-huh", is my only response and I smirk to myself, knowing I'm getting them irritated by not taking this seriously.

"You can't keep ignoring this forever!", Zeke shouts from further behind me. I roll my eyes, of course he wouldn't understand, he doesn't have an identity to hide. He can live his life freely unlike me, I have to watch every step I take, careful not to slip up and let someone in on who I really am.

After getting changed, and more pestering from Zeke, Will and Uriah, we head outside to the outer basketball courts because today's weather was fairly warm. Wearing our sports attire, black sport shorts and a black polo shirt with while stripes on either side of our underarms leading to the hem of the shirt and my black Nike running shoes, we step outside the boys change rooms. I wore a bandage that wrapped up the whole visible length of my right arm, covering the newest addition to my tattoos, the dragons head peaks out on my left arm, but other than that my tattoos are covered. The school strictly discourages tattoos, but me being the only person in the whole school to have gotten a tattoo, they didn't mind. People have been giving me questioning looks and asking if I'd gotten hurt all day, but I ignored it all and my friends new better then to pry into my life because they knew they wouldn't get anything out of it.

Looking out across the three courts that were alined together I see the girls, who wear a similar uniform; tight, black shorts with a sleeveless sports top with the same design; and the boys playing a game of basketball, keeping themselves occupied until the teacher arrives. I checked my schedule before I headed out, this year we have Mrs. Wu, our home room teacher, as our Phys. Ed teacher as well.

I go lean against the roller door to the gym and Zeke, Uriah and Will come and surround me and start to chatter about irrelevant topics so I tune out. Staring out at the field I see Christina and Marlene are also in our Phys. Ed class as well, but then I see them talking to a girl who looks better in uniform than any other girl I've ever seen and when I zone in on who she is I realise it's Boss girl.

Something's definitely wrong with me today.

She stands on the sidelines of the court dribbling a basketball from her left hand to her right, while talking to Christina and Marlene. I rest my head back against the roller door but then the sound of the motor causes me to turn around, startled but never showing it. I realise that the door is opening so I cross my arms over my chest and take a few steps back so I'm at the back of the crowd; followed by Zeke. Will and Uriah go over to Christina and Marlene, who are standing next to Boss girl in the middle of the crowd that has formed around the entrance to the gym.

Mrs. Wu steps out from the gym and smiles at us, "Okay so where do I start..?, oh right! Well some of you are in my home room and know me by Mrs. Wu. But in all honesty I prefer you call me Coach or Coach Tori", she informs us, "Well let's get to it then...", she says.

Coach runs us through the basics of what we're going to be doing for the year. She then goes around the sports centre and explains what each room is used for, weight room, mat room etc. We finally come to a stop back outside the roller doors of the gym and now, we probably have half of the hour left.

"Okay, so since we don't have much time on our hands we'll do some running. I want you guys to run three laps of the track and meet me back here. Alright then, let's go over and line up", she instructs us. We all jog over to the track and line up in fours, one person in each lane; two boys, two girls. I get put in the third set, second lane from the left, and when I look to my left and see Zeke stretching and when I look to my right I see a girl with bleached blonde hair and a caked face, batting her eyelashes at me. I give her a smile that doesn't reach my eyes and look to her side where another girl stands.

Boss girl stands on the last lane flexing her legs, once again not noticing the attention she has gathered. I think the girl next to me notices me staring at Boss girl and she glares at her, I quickly look away and begin to stretch.

Soon it's our turn and all four of us get into our starting positions, me having one knee bent and my other leg stretched behind me. I keep my arms in a motion that I believe helps me get a better start and I await for the sounding of the gun.

"Okay guys, ready?", Coach asks, we all nod in response. "Ready...Set...", Bang and I'm off.

I zone out on everything and only focus on where I'm headed and at what speed I'm going at. Coach said she wanted us to do three laps so I have to slow down a little in order to sprint the last lap. I never look around when I race on the streets, the same goes for running; Mirrors are provided as a standard setting on the streets, on track, there's no such thing so I don't look around, knowing that it'll only make me fall behind and only do so when I'm across the finish line.

Getting to my second lap I speed up a little, still not knowing what position I'm in currently and move my arms in a motion that helps me keep my stability. The third lap goes faster as I put all my strength into my legs and arms as I sprint the last length of the track and I'm done.

I slow down and come to a stop a few metres away from the finish line. I put my hands on my knees and take a few deep breaths, not really worn out but the last lap took my breath away. I stand up and shake it off and when I turn around to look at what place I came in I realise that I'm first and Boss girl stands nearby in second place, standing next to me. Zeke comes in next, followed by the blonde haired girl, who looks like she just took a beating. I would know.

We are then told by Coach to go and wait on the bleachers until the rest of the class is finished. Zeke and I head up to the top and when he catches his breath he looks over to Boss girl and then looks at me, "Dude, that chick", he says pointing at Boss girl, "she's as fast as you! She passed that line not even a second after you!", he exclaims. I raise my eyebrow and look over to Boss girl. She was definitely different from other girls, she seemed...more down to earth than other girls. I liked that.

"You going to tell me what your daydreaming about there, or are you going to make me guess?", Zeke questions with an amused smirk on his face. I hadn't realised that I had gone off daydreaming as he said it, but it's only so often that a girl that intrigues me comes along. But when all comes to all, I have to get to know her before I jump to any conclusions. I stay quiet not knowing what to say, "So...your going to make me guess?", he asks with a raised eyebrow. And right at that moment Coach blows her whistle.

"Oh would you look at that? Coach is calling us, we better go", I say and head down to the track for our times. We all gather around Coach Wu who holds a clipboard in one hand and her whistle in the other.

"Your times are better than your times from previous years", Coach says skimming over the sheet once more, "and some of you have broken some records", she says amazed. I'm a little shocked by this, because I currently hold the record for fastest 1200m on track for under 18 boys. "Okay so, I don't have time to read all of your times so I'll read all the times that have improved thoroughly and if you want your time later, just come around after class. Okay?", Coach asks everyone. Only getting nods in return. "Okay so...we have Four, who got 3:16 for his last run and your new time is 2:58, good job! That's a new record!", Coach exclaims. The jocks cheer and the girls turn around trying to get my attention to acknowledge my achievement but I only nod in response. I see Boss girl smiling at me and clapping but I don't pay her any divided attention, so far she was just an ordinary girl I didn't really know her and people would start to talk, I was never one who appreciated the attention.

After the noise calms down Coach continues after checking her watch, "Well it seems like I only have time for one more so I'll read the girls new record. Okay...", she looks over her papers and raises her eyebrows when, I'm guessing, she sees who's holding the current record. "Would you look at that...", Coach mutters. She then looks towards the class and speaks up, "The previous record was held by Lauren, at 4:16", she says pointing at the girl with the bleach blonde hair who smirks and waves her hands at her friends who congratulate her, as if she were the queen. I roll my eyes at her arrogance and listen to hear who has the current record, "and at an amazing time of 3:04, which is over a minute faster Beatrice Prior is now the fastest runner for under 18's girls, in the 1200 metre. Congratulations Beatrice, that's quite impressive. Fastest any girl has actually ran 1200m, good job!", Coach praises her.

At this, Lauren glares even more daggers towards Boss girl than she was before but Boss girl doesn't appear to notice as she's being crowded with congratulations. I smile towards her as my form of congrats but I doubt she notices me, and oddly it bothers me a little that other guys are looking at her as if she were the last drop of water in the dessert. But she wasn't mine to claim. Dissing the feeling Zeke taps me on the shoulders and motions me so we can head to the change rooms before they get crowed with howling jocks.

We start walking away from the rest of the class and it was only a matter of time before Zeke spoke up, "So, what do you think now? I mean, I'm pretty sure you already knew she was hot and has a thing for cars, but now that you've seen her in action...that had to have got you fired up", he says matching his walking speed with my pace. He really has to stop this, it's getting harder for me not to blow up in his face. But I don't think he'd go that far, he'll get the point soon enough. Unless he's right, but I don't know anything just yet and I plan on leaving it that way, for now anyway.

As I'm showering in the boys change room, I stare at the tattoos that cover my whole torso. The dragon that starts at my right hip and swirls around me, ending at my left bicep was my first. A tattoo that was gotten to hide my past, my life from the rest of the world. On the left side of my chest, 'Fear doesn't shut you down, it wakes you up', is written in script. That was my second time visiting the tattoo parlour. I got it because it was what kept me living my life, in spite of Marcus, I couldn't let him get the better of me.

My newest tattoo was written from the top of my right bicep down to my wrist. It read, 'We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another-Dauntless', I had gotten it over the previous weekend. Dauntless was a hero in my books, he was Divergent Circuts champion for years in a row. He was also wise, selfless, honest, kind and brave. traits that I live by. It was written in a landscape way, but if you looked at it from my front, it world appear as a vertical line. It was a motive that I had set up for myself as a child, the quote, something that I followed through all my childhood and I don't know what it was, but after getting my first tattoo I found the pain brought a soothing sensation I liked, oddly enough. And getting rid of my past by permanently marking my skin seemed the only way possible To physically get rid of it, there was no way of fixing my emotional pain.

The newest edition still had a burning feel on my whole right hand as the hot water pounded against the sensitive skin, but I had been through worse. The deep cuts that Marcus had given me were visible if you looked closely. Zeke had once questioned me about the dips in my skin, but I lied and said that they were scars from my biking years. That's also why he thinks that I started street racing, because a life on motorcycles was to dangerous when in all honesty I started racing as a way to defy Marcus but it ended up being my release from him. One lie just lead to another. And one slip up could end my life as Four. That was something I didn't want happening.

After drying myself, I wrap a towel around my waist and use a smaller towel to dry my hair while stepping out of the stall. On the way to my locker, I chuck the bandage that was previously covering my tattoo into the bin. It wasn't much use now that it was wet. I look down at my right hand and sigh when I still see the redness around the script. There's nothing I can do about it now, I didn't have a long sleeve shirt and it was hot a hell outside. So I guess I had to deal with the constant chatter until I made it home.

Walking over to my top locker, which was locker number 4, I lifted my right hand to unlock it but a burning ache writhes from it and I groan and curse under my breath, quickly dropping my hand to my side trying to play it off.

Zeke seems to notice something is up and he comes over and places a hand on my right shoulder. Causing me to inhale a sharp breath. He quickly removes his hand, I turn around to see him looking at me with furrowed eyebrows. I change my hands around, so my right hand is holding up my towel and I place my left hand on my right shoulder trying to soothe the burning pain away.

"Are you alright man?", he asks me going over to his locker and beginning to dress himself.

I grunt in response and try use my left hand to open my locker. "Yeah, nah it's just my right hands giving me a hard time", I say. I quickly slip on my chain pants and a grey short sleeve tshirt and chuck my gym clothes into my locker and lock it grabbing my bag.

I wait for Zeke, Uriah and Will outside the change rooms, leaning against the wall still holding my right hand in my left. Zeke comes out a while later and then sees the ink on my arm and his eyes bulge.

"Another tatt?", he asks amazed. I grimace and nod, it's these times when they hurt the most is where I regret them the most.

"It hurts like a bitch", I writhe. My arm was starting to throb where the ink was and the pain was getting harder to mask. We start walking, me a little ahead of everyone, when Will and Uriah come out. I would of preferred to keep my tattoo a secret until it heals, which looks like it going to be a while now.

Phys. Ed was the last lesson of the day so we could head home straight after home room. While heading to home room I get so many odd looks that I felt as if I would burst and end up punching someone. Is seeing someone holding their right shoulder so interesting?! People in nowadays are just so nosy. Ignoring all the stares I was getting, I walked straight into the class, sitting down in my seat at the very back.

There still was a few minutes until home room officially started, so I busied myself by looking through Facebook. I was social to a certain extent, I posted pictures of me with my friends, the jocks before a football game and my cars. I didn't go around stalking people and searching up people's status like Zeke or Christina who knew about everyone and everything.

The pain in my arm seemed to have dulled and the Coach strolls in. "Oh! I forgot I had you guys, I'm so sorry. Let me just take the attendance and you can be off", she says. After she takes the rolls she dismisses us and as usual Zeke and the rest of the gang ponder behind the class since it was almost impossible for anyone to fit through the door right after the bell rings. It was a fact, the amount of kids who try and fit through the door at once is unbelievable...and really stupid.

Just as the last of the class is filing out of the room, we all get out of our chairs. It turned out that all of us were placed in the same homeroom this year. And just as Boss girl was stepping out Zeke just had to call her over. Not that I minded.

"Yo, Boss girl!", he calls out. She turns around and I see she was doing something on her phone, as it was placed on her hands and a faint smile played on her lips. I envied whatever made her smile like that, because her smile was a real smile, something I hadn't experienced in such a long time. A smile that I wanted to be the cause of. -Woah, hold up! I couldn't think like that without getting to know her so I stopped the trail of my thoughts there.

Boss girl looks at us with raised eyebrows, leaving the smile on her lips and asking the question without speaking words. "If you aren't doing anything later, come hang with us", Zeke asks more than demands.

Boss girls smile only gets wider, which only wants to make me smile but I give her a slight smile. I'm pretty sure if she saw me with an flat face she would think that I didn't like the idea of her around, seeing as everyone else is giving her wide smiles, but then again I don't give the light of day to any other girl. I don't really know what, but there's something about this girl that makes me want to know more about her.

"Yeah, that'd be nice", she answers, "Um, where would I meet you guys? I sort of have to get home and help unpack boxes", she asks.

I don't know why I did what I did next, because I'd never do it for anyone else, none the less a girl but I did it anyway. Not even thinking about the banter I was going to get from Zeke and the rest.

"I saw your car parked in your drive way, I'm guessing it was parked in front of your house. So if you want, I can pick you up from your house", I speak up.

And that was an extra long chapter I thought would have no end!

Okay, first things first. I was on a holiday so I didn't have access to my stories sadly so I'm really sorry I couldn't update any faster.

Also, this story will probably take longer to update than my previous story because it's pretty hard to cover everything, so please be patient.

I actually have so many good ideas for this story that I want to just get it all out of me. But I don't want to rush this story, I personally hate it when stories are rushed and I'm sorry if it's moving a bit slow:)

Thankyou so much for your kind reviews, favs and follows! I really appreciate it:)!

Oh, and I'm sorry that this chapter doesn't have any car details, there will be more cars int he upcoming chapters:)

Questions for the amazing people that actually take the time to review:

What cars does your family own? My family owns a Mercedes E350:P

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What do you think Boss girl says to his offer?

What do you think his friends should/will say about his offer?

Until next time;)

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