CHAPTER 3- The Fight

FOUR POV:

Silence, if I pretend if I'm still asleep, maybe he'll leave me alone this morning. I hear him, rustling around in the kitchen looking for food that we don't have. I hear a grunt, followed by a loud slam, and the roar of a car. He's gone. No hits today, no drunk slurs calling me a mistake. I'm free, but it won't last long.

I rush around, looking for something good to wear for later, I want to impress Tris, but I don't want to come on too strong. I grab my favorite adidas shirt, a pair of jeans, and I look around for some shoes. My searching is interrupted by a high pitch laugh. I look outside, to see Tris talking to a boy, who I can only assume is her brother. I watch as they get in a car, and drive off. So much for going to school together...

I walk downstairs, at this point not caring if I'm late. We were supposed to go to school together, and she didn't even knock on my door to see if I still wanted to. I sigh, pushing the thought that she doesn't like me out of my mind. I have to get ready. I grab a granola bar from the pantry, the one thing Marcus didn't swipe in his drunken rage. I eat it on one bite, and check the time. 8:05, I'm already late- so why even bother showing up?

I text in the group chat to let everyone know, and I find unopened messages.

From Tris.

"Fuck." I mutter, she tried to text me, but I was too busy to even notice. I sigh, it's too late now. I send a text in the group chat.

Four: Hey, not coming today. I'll be at the party later though.

Tris: I was wondering why you didn't respond, hope you're o.k, see you later.

I shut off my phone, not caring what anybody else's response is. As long as Tris knows. I collapse on the couch, still dressed and I pass out.

TRIS POV:

This day is seeming to go on forever without Four here. In Music, at least I have Christina and Will, who won't stop chattering away about Marlene's party. "Tris, what are you gonna wear? A tight dress would look sooo good on you, with some sneakers. It's dressy, yet still casual." Christina gushes. I sigh, all she talks about is girly shit, and I'm not the girliest girl. "Sounds good." I simply respond, trying to end the conversation, but it's useless.

"I already know what I'm gonna wear! I'm gonna wear these pink, soft shorts, with a white tank top and sandals." Christina says, seeming a bit too happy about her choice of outfit. She's nice, I'm just upset that Four isn't here. I want to get to know him, actually, I need to get to know him. "I'm wearing a t-shirt and jeans..." Will responds sheepishly, and I laugh at seeing Christina's anger in the simplicity of his outfit. Moments after, the bell rings for the next class, third period- Global History.

-TIMESKIP TO 6TH PERIOD-

TRIS POV:

I quickly find the group and sit with them. "Where's Four?" Uriah asks. "Home" I respond, "You can text and ask him why, I'm not sure."

Everyone breaks into conversation, and soon Uriah has inched his way right next to me, everyone too distracted to notice. "I need girl help." He says, blushing, and his voice simmers into a whisper. "Should I make a move on Marlene later? Like can you dare her to kiss me or something?" I smile, his fear is kinda cute.

"Of course, you two seem like you'd be cute together." I reply. I'd gladly help him, I gotta get on everyone's good side, anyways. I get up to throw out my napkin, and as I walk back to my table, a hand appears on my ass, then a slap. Someone. Just. Slapped. My. Ass.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I yell, turning around. It's Peter, the guy from yesterday with a smirk across his face. I'm about to throw a punch at his face, but someone pulls back. It's Uriah. I try and fight him, to go punch Peter, but Zeke's rushes forward from behind Uriah, way ahead of me. Peter's on the floor, Zeke not stopping with the punches. "Stop, STOP!" Peter cries out in pain, as he throws a punch at Zeke, but it's as if Zeke doesn't hear his pleas. Someone yells stop, but it's not Peter this time.

"STOP. NOW." A voice booms, and Zeke freezes. In front of him stands a rather tall, built, dark-skinned man. "M-Max.." Zeke stutters. He stands up, followed by Peter, who tries to run off.

The Max guy grabs Peter, and pulls him front of him. "My Office, Now." Max says, looking at me and Uriah, along with the rest of our table. "ALL of you." He walks away, and we all follow, not knowing whats in store for us. When we get to his office, Peter and Zeke take seats, and the rest of us stand. "What happened here, Pedrad, why were you beating Peter into a pulp?" Max asks with general curiosity.

"He started it!" Peter cries out like a kid, pointing at Zeke. Zeke huffs, steam almost literally coming from him head. "You slapped Tris's ass, you deserved every punch you got." Zeke replies.

Max's eyes widen, "Is this true, Tris?" Max's eyes are on me, and I nod. The room is silent for a moment, Max is writing in a pad, and I want to know exactly what he's writing. "Well..." Max drifts off as he speaks. He place his pen down on his pad and folds his hands together, looking back and forth between Zeke and Peter.

"Neither of you were just in your actions, so both of you must be punished." Max says and he scans his pad. "Next week, you'll get after school detention for three days. Another incident, and you'll be suspended, and another incident after that, expulsion." Max says, and Zeke's eyes widen to the size of the sun, I'm pretty sure. "Won't happen again, Sir." Zeke says, fear evident in his voice.

"Dismissed." Max says, and we all rush out of the room except Peter, who is probably waiting for us to leave. "Zeke, I'm so sorry, you didn't have to protect me." I say the second we leave, and I feel horrible how he now has detention. "It's ok, anything to protect someone Fo- I care about." Zeke says, with a stutter. I raise an eyebrow, but ignore it.

"One more period, I'll see you guys later." Lynn says and we go our seperate ways. I sigh, a fight during lunch and the day is far from over...

-END OF CHAPTER 3-

a/n this is a long ass chapter lmao. Next chapter is gonna be the party, and Its mostly gonna be c & d and party games. Leave suggestions in the reviews!