I zone out after a few minutes, vaguely taking notes and talking to Christina. She speaks so fast and she says everything in one breath. I wonder how. We only met today and we talk like we've known each other our whole lives.
"So, who have you met so far, then?" she asks me, innocently. Even though I barely knew her for half an hour, I can tell this is code for 'Tell me who you like'.
"Well, so far, only you, a guy called Four, Zeke and Shauna."
"Zeke and Shauna are practically dating. Everyone knows that but them."
"I can tell."
"So what do you think of Four?" I can see a knowing smirk creep in. I sigh and roll my eyes.
"God, Christina. This is only my secound lesson of the day and you are already thinking of who I might and might not like."
"Well, I'm just curious." she says, holding her hands to her chest in mock hurt. She can't keep it up for long and laughs. I laugh along with her and then the bell goes.
"So, what do you have next?" she asks.
"Music" I say, glad I memorised my schedule from all the times I looked at it.
"Oh, well I have Spanish" I swear I can hear a little disappointment in her voice. I turn to walk away but she suddenly grabs my arm, making me turn to face her.
"Would you like to sit with me at lunch? I would love for you to meet everyone else."
"Okay, sure. See you then"
"Bye!"
And with that I walk away.
Maybe this school isn't as bad as I thought it would be.
I turn the left and then I realise I have absolutely no idea where I'm going. I rush around, trying to find out where I am when I hit a wall.
At least I think it's a wall. I look up and I'm greeted with hazel eyes. They look at me, almost as if he's judging me.
"Watch where's you're going" he says menacingly, eyeing me up and down."Stiff"
He says it as if it's a massive insult, but the cold look in his eyes show that I have made an enemy. He is wearing black, so I assume that he is also in Dauntless.
Great.
He pushes me aside, causing me to drop everything in my hand. When I bend down to pick them up, he steps on my hand, crushing them. I try not to show much emotion, despite the fact that my brain is screaming at me to turn around a punch him, and believe me, I was just about to do that when someone comes over to help me pick up my books. I shake my hand out a little, determined to hide the pain. The boy in front of me has brown hair and tanned skin. In my opinion, secound most attractive guy I met so far.
Secound to Four.
TRIS!
"Hey." he says to me. I don't blush like I do when most guys talk to me. He seems friendly.
"Hey." I say back.
"Just ignore Peter. He does that to practically anyone he thinks could beat him in anything"
"Well, I'll try my best, but if it wasn't for you coming over, I think I would have gotten into my first fight on my first day." I laugh. He joins in.
"Oh, so you're the new girl."
"Yup, and I would prefer you wouldn't call me 'New Girl'. I've had enough experience with that nickname and I think I like this school, so I don't want anything to spoil it." I say, hoping that I don't sound like i'm scolding him.
"Whatever you say." he holds up his hands in mock defence. I laugh a little.
"I'm Uriah, by the way. And you are...?" he waits for me to finish his sentence, holding out his hand.
Seems like hand shaking his quite big in this school.
He is wearing black jeans, black top and black converse. Seems like everyone I met so far is Dauntless.
"Tris." I say, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Well Tris, if you ever need any help around the school, you can always come to me" he says, not like he's flirting. He genuinely sounds like he wants to help.
"Well, actually there is something. I don't suppose you could help me find where my Music class is, do you?"
"Of course." he says. "Do you remember the room?"
"Umm.. I think so" I rack through my brain trying to remember, when it comes to me. "MU3"
"Great. It's on my way to my next class. Follow me!" he smiles. He walks beside me and he talks about things that happened last year in the school. Once we get to my classroom, he asks:
"So Tris, want to sit on my table for lunch?"
"Yeah, su... Oh wait. I promised Christina I would sit with her."
"Oh, that's great. She sits with us as well."
"Awesome. And who is 'us'?" I ponder.
"Well, it's me and my brother Zeke."
Oh, that makes sense. They seem quite alike.
"Zeke's 'not-girlfriend', Shauna" he says with air quotes, and I laugh.
"Christina and her boyfriend Will ,Four, my girlfriend Marlene and sometimes Shauna's sister Lynn. I don't think she'll be here today. She will be at the field trip."
I hear my heart pound when he mentions Four.
God sake Tris. Pull yourself together.
"Cool. I guess i'll see you then"
I turn into my classroom and find that only three other people are there. Four (and I just so happen to blush just a little when he looks at me with his deep blue eyes), Peter (ugh), and a girl that is flirting with Peter. She has a bob and a front fringe. Gosh. Who would ever like that piece of crap? Four is sitting on his own in the corner, playing something I can't really hear on the piano. I walk up to the teacher. She looks up at me and I could have sworn I saw a look of hatred in her eyes, but before I could think about it, it's gone as quickly as it came.
"Ahh, you must be.. Tris? I'm Miss Matthews. Unfortunately, practically all of our class is on a club field trip today, you won't get to meet many people other than Four, Peter and Molly" she says, pointing to each one of them in turn. Peter and Molly are oblivious to the fact that the teacher is eyeing them coldly, obviously not amused with their PDA (Public Display of Affection).
"You will work with Four for today, and most likely for the rest of the year as the only spare seat in the classroom, when it is full, is next to him."
I nod and try to do my best to hide the smile that is slowly forcing it's way onto my face. I sit next to him, now being able to tell he is playing Für Elise on the piano. He stops as I sit down and stares at me.
"That was cool, what you were playing." I say, gesturing to his fingers still placed on the piano. He quickly pulls them away and places his hands in his lap, and I see a little red in his cheeks.
Four is blushing?
"So we meet again, Tris." he says, laughing at the end. I find that I am holding my breath and quickly breath out.
"Hey Four." I say as casually as I can. "So what are we supposed to be doing?"
"Well since no one else is here we can basically do whatever we want."
"Awesome"
I congratulate myself on being able to finally talk to this mysterious character without blushing, mumbling or getting shy. Well, I am still shy but I think I was able to cover it quite well.
"So, do you play any instruments?" he asks me. He looks at me again and I'm lost in his eyes, not for the first time. I realise I was staring at him so I look away and try to hide the fact that blood is rushing into my cheeks.
What instruments can I play?
The answer finally comes to me. I can play a lot, but if I say them all i'm afraid he'll think of me as a show-off.
"Umm, I play the piano, cello, violin, guitar, flute, trombone, trumpet, clarinet, oboe, harp and a little bit of the drums." I breath in as I just said that all in one breath. His eyes are wide and looking right at me, causing me to blush once again. I should really stop doing that.
"Woah." is all he says.
"What about you?" I ask, trying to push the subject away from me. He just stares at me before he answers.
"Well, basically every single one you play minus the trombone and trumpet."
I am just about to say something when I hear someone come up behind us. It's not exactly hard to guess who it was because the classroom is empty other than Peter and Molly.
"Looks like you two are really hitting it off. I guess loser and loser to fit together, don't they." Peter says accusingly, earning a laugh from Molly who was standing next to him. Now I can definitely tell that Four is blushing, but it's so faint that only I can see it. It quickly fades and he stands up surprisingly quickly.
"Why won't you just leave us alone?" he snaps. I wince just a bit. Even though I barely knew Four for a day, I can tell that the way he was speaking was reserved for people like Peter.
"Ooooh. Us?" he says teasingly, but unlike Zeke who had said that previously today with his eyes full of laughter, Peter says it as if it's an offence.
Not really, actually.
UGH. STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM, BEATRICE PRIOR. Two people are picking on you and you decide to cloud your thoughts with someone you met just today?
I see Four push Peter slightly back.
"Why don't you just pick on someone your own size, and by that, I mean someone who isn't twice as tall as you and can beat you to a pulp if you think of fighting." Four says, obviously meaning himself.
"Whatever" Peter says, almost sounding defeated, realising how tall and muscular Four is compared to him.
Okay, I did not just think that.
Four sits back next to me, breathing out.
"God, Peter's a jerk"
"I can tell. This is the secound time he came up to me today"
"What was the first?" he asked, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. I hold up my hand a show him. It felt fine but once I look at it, I see it is swollen and red.
"He stepped on me"
Four just sits quietly for a few secounds. I put my hand down and he continues to look at me.
"Wow. I knew Peter was a bitch but this is just a little too far."
For the rest of the music lesson, we just talk. He seems agitated just a little when we talk about our families so I decide to leave it, not wanting to get on his bad side. The bell rings and we leave, not packing anything up because we didn't need to get anything out in the first place.
"So, what do you have next?" he asks.
"Umm, I think I have Gym"
"Great. See you there!" he says as he bolts of in the opposite direction, presumably to his locker.