For You Chapter 4
Tobias POV
I get up from the floor, wiping of the dust from my pants. I help Zeke and Will up. The whole gang goes to their lockers. We have lockers next to each other. It seems as if the little blond hair girl is surrounded by us. I smirk at the thought, we can easily get her back now for embarrassing us in front of everyone. I say bye to my friends as they head to Home Ec. I am the only one with a different schedule. I head to choir, and check my group and placement. In this choir, we have Alto, Soprano II and Soprano I. Alto is low voice, Soprano II is middle, they can go high or low. And Soprano I is high. I happen to be an Alto. (Duh, I'm a guy). I check who I will be sitting next to. On my left is Kathy Connors-Alto. On my right is Tris Prior-Soprano II. Dang it, I'm between groups, it will make it harder to stay on my part, but oh well. I sit on the risers, pulling out my choir binder.
I hear a groan, and sense someone sit on my right. It must be that Tris Prior person. I smile and look up. But my smile quickly turns into a scowl when I see who it is.
Tris POV
DANG IT! I sit next to that kid! His name is Four Eaton. What kind of name is that? I groan, and sit next to him. He looks up with a smile, which quickly turns into a scowl when he realizes who it is. I smirk and turn away, grabbing my choir binder. The Teacher, Tori, walks in, and tells us to talk amongst ourselves so we can be a big family (A/N my teacher says we are a big family in choir.). Four walks away from me, THANK THE GODS! I go to the practice room, and turn on an instrumental version of Demons, by Imagine Dragons. I sing with it. Demons describe me perfectly. I always feel like I have to hide something inside of me. I finish the song and I shut of my phone. That's when I realize I am crying. I hear a muffled laugh, and see Four, with his phone out, Recording me! He laughs and I can see him send the video to all his contacts, which just so happens to be everyone in the school. I can hear everyone's phones go off in the classroom. I scream and run out the door of the class. I run to the bathroom, and fix my minimal make up, which was ruined, by me crying, and head to second period.
Of course I sit next to Four in Art too! Thanks Tori! I sit on the bench, and start to draw. I see a bunch of girls walk up to me and start laugh at me. "Hey Trash! What'cha crying about?" they laugh and walk away (A/N I read another fic where they called Tris 'Trash', so credit goes to you!) . I feel the tears coming out. I thought I didn't have to be bullied like I was in elementary school. But I guess I was wrong.
By now tears are streaming down my face. I see four sit next to me. I turn away, so that way he doesn't see my tears. If he does, it will give him more things to use against me. He grabs my face, and looks at me. "Aww, don't cry, let's get those tears off of you." He brings his hand up, but instead of brushing them away, He slaps me, hard, three times, leaving three marks on my pale face. The class erupts into laughter. I hear the girls from before "NICE RED MARKS TRASH!" I feel more tears slip out of my eyes. Four laughs some more.
I turn away. Luckily Tori comes in, and tells us to draw our emotions. I draw a girl, covered in scars, he arm is ripped off, and lying in a pool of blood at her feet. A knife is sticking out of her eye. Her mouth is dripping blood, and it is sewn shut. I turn to see Four drawing a girl, and she is covered in bruises. I realize that the girl is me, a shadow is over her, and a fist is pummeling her, blood is dripping down her face. I feel tears prick in my eye, but I force them back. Tori walks by each drawing, and asks about them. "So tris, what does yours show?" she asks. I look down and say 'It shows how much I want to die, but can't, because I have to be here for Percy and Ana, but how every day, I just want to stop the pain." I reply. Tori looks taken aback. But she continues on. "Four what does your represent?" he smirks at me. "It shows what I want to do to someone." He gives me a look. I stifle a sob. Luckily the bell conceals it. I bolt out of the room, to science. (A/N Jeanine Matthews is good in this story)
Science was okay. But guess who I got to sit next to, FOUR! His whole gang is in this class! It's like my teachers want me to get hurt! I head to lunch, which is in the basement. All grades have it together, so the cafeteria is HUGE. I buy my lunch, and sit down in a table in the back. Percy and Ana come and sit next to me. I smile at them. "So how was school?" I ask, they shrug in response. "What about you mom?" I am about to reply, when I feel Stuff on my head. Pasta. I turn to see, who else four and his gang. "Hey Trash, looks like you are full." A girl says, Christina I think. I growl at them. Percy and Ana stand up. I lunge at them, I push Four against the wall Percy, Christina, and Ana, Zeke. I reach into my pocket, and I pull out a knife, as do Percy and Ana. I press it to his throat. Percy and Ana follow suit. I lead them to the stage and show the whole school, that we have them at knife point.
The cafeteria erupts into gasps. Teachers run up on stage. "CHILDREN! Who do you think you are, having weapons like that at school?!" a teacher shouts. "Prior" I reply. Her anger disappears, "PRIOR!" she yells across the cafeteria. The teachers, sigh and go back to their conversations. I smirk, Mrs. Matthews, my science teacher, AKA the principal, gave us three permission to carry knives, in case of Andrew. Basically, I can have weapons with me, and teachers can do nothing about it. I smirk as I remove the knife, and together, Percy, Ana and I, we push Four, Zeke, and Christina of the stage, and they fall into the trash cans. I laugh, along with every kid in the cafeteria. I smile, and together, Percy, Ana, and I walk of to our next class.