Hey :) Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I think I can't say that often enough. And because I am so happy right now I decided to post a new chapter today. By the way, I think I will be able to post every other day in the future. Let's just see how it goes.
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Of course I'm not that lucky. When I step out of the building Zeke is leaning against Uriah's car, obviously waiting for his brother. Well, I don't know if can even call that thing a car. I think it's a miracle it's still working.
"Um, hi Zeke," I say. I don't meet him very often, but every time he talks to me there happens to be only one possible topic.
"Wow, Tris, nice to see you. Did Uri finally ask you out?" There it is. I blush again (seems to happen a lot today).
"I don't think why this should be of your concern." Uriah appears and shoves Zeke into the car. He doesn't treat him gently. For me he opens the door. I sit in the front with him while Zeke stays in the back.
"So, Tris, tell me, since when do you like my brother?" he carries on. "I know he has always loved you. His full room is filled with pictures of you. Do you think you could give me one of you in a bikini?"
"You don't have to answer," Uriah says quietly. "I never listen to him; otherwise I already would have killed him a million times. I nod. Zeke is so annoying; he just can't keep his mouth shut. I understand why Uriah would have some… not very nice thoughts.
"Don't you have a driver's license by now?" Uriah asks me.
"Um, yeah, but my parents say I either have to buy a car on my own or I have to get better grades at school," I admit.
"So Caleb had no problems when he wanted a car?"
"Of course not." My brother has never had problems at school; I can't even imagine him getting bad grades.
Uriah stops in front of my house. "Here we are."
"Thanks for driving me," I say and walk into the house.
My Mom is home. That's a bad sign, either she lied to be able to get home for me early or there was an accident again.
"Beatrice, it's good you're here," she greets me. "I made an appointment for you at the doctor's. It's better if someone has a professional look at your foot."
"It's not necessary, Mom. It doesn't even hurt anymore," I lie. I don't want her to pay much attention to me, that's how I was raised. Don't let the focus be on yourself for too long.
"Don't protest, Beatrice, what if it's something serious?" I sigh and get into the car. Discussing with Mom doesn't have a point. I bet there's nothing wrong.
Three hours later I get back home with my foot in a bandage and stupid crutches I wouldn't ever use if my mother didn't insist on it. The doctor had a quick look at it and decided it would be better to stay safe…
Dad and Caleb pity me and Caleb promises to take me to and from school for the next couple of days, although he would miss some of his clubs. Maybe he forgot about the girl asking if I was his girlfriend. I don't think of letting him drive me that often. If everyone thinks your brother is your boyfriend, you have done something wrong. I should really start looking for someone else.
Caleb tries to be nice the next morning by carrying my bag, but I don't let him. Instead I choose stumbling over my own feet with those damn crutches. Why did I agree on using them again?
"May I help you?" I turn around, trying not to spill all my books over the floor. "I'm fine, I-" I fall silent. Tobias Eaton just stands there, his hands in his pockets, wearing a neutral expression.
"Um, yeah, that would be very nice of you," I stutter. In my head I curse myself for acting so stupid every time I talk to him. His blue eyes linger on my face for a moment. His gaze is a bit creepy, like he is watching something behind me.
The moment passes and Tobias takes my bag and holds the door open for me. He walks me to my homeroom. "Thank you," I say. "You're welcome." He disappears in the crowd.
After history Uriah comes to fetch me for science. Apparently the whole school knows I'm helpless at the moment. I hate them to see me as the weak girl who can't walk a few steps on her own.
"I heard you cracked your foot," he says. "How did you do that?"
"Hm, I just forgot there was a stairway on my way to the kitchen."
"Seriously? Okay… By the way, do you need a ride again today? Because I have football practice, but maybe I can convince Zeke to take you, he got his car repaired."
I don't even consider it for a moment. "I will have to beg Caleb to skip one of his know-it-all clubs. Sorry, but I would never spend more than five seconds alone with your brother."
Uriah laughs. "Okay, I can understand that."
Mrs Matthews enters the room. "Okay students, today we will start our first tests." She arranges eight syringes with a colorful content on her desk. "These are different mixtures which have impact on various regions of your brain." I shiver. What is this lady going to do to us?
"For now all you have to do is mixing a few of them. Next lesson we will try them on your classmates." I almost expect her to let out an evil laugh. "Please be careful and take notes of everything you put in there. Now start working, students!"
Uriah leans over to me. "Is this even legal what she lets us do?" I shrug. "Well, I don't think mixing it is prohibited, but testing it on us? Sure she isn't allowed to do it, but do you think anyone cares?" Even if I told my parents they couldn't change anything. Lynn told me Mrs Matthews's husband is in the administration of the school district.
We work in silence for the rest of the lesson. I have no idea what I'm doing so I just grab a few of the things and try to compound them so that the result is a nice green, but it turns out as a brownish brew. Mrs Matthews looks at it with a sigh. "Have fun testing this tomorrow," is her only comment. I'm sure I will have fun…
"Do you remember what we put in there?" Uriah asks unsure. I don't. I look around and see many concerned faces. This could be an interesting lesson tomorrow if I wouldn't have to worry about getting poisoned by that stuff we prepared.
