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Tris POV.

It's been three weeks since we started in high school, and this week is going to be filled with terrible activities. Today all the freshmens are going to have a picnic in the park, Wednesday we are going on that two day cabin trip and Friday is the first high school party. You would supposed that it would be an awesome week right? But it's not. I don't understand how a person can be that annoying, just by sitting in the same room.
"Tell me again, what theme did our class choose for the picnic today?" I ask Christina.
"Fatness"
"And how exactly are we going to pull that off?" I ask, sounding bored.
"Tris, could you stop being so depressed? Put on some oversized cloths, grab two pillows and then Al and Will picks up in 10 minutes, we go to McDonalds and buy loads of burgers!" I get myself together and put on my happy face, I should just ignore him and spend time with my friends.
I must admit that we had a pretty funny time at McDonalds, people gave us the most funny looks when we ordered.
"Hey, I would like 50 cheeseburgers and 10 milkshakes" Will kept a death straight face, and we tried our hardest not to laugh.
"I think it's going to be fun" Will says.
"Sure thing, it's always funny to eat our own weight in cheeseburgers" Al says.
"I'm kind of looking forward to see Four, with this theme there is so way he can't look pretty" Christina says. I gasp and slap her in the back of her head.
"Don't ever say that! The only time you are allowed to put 'pretty' and 'Four', is if you are going to say 'Four is a pretty big idiot' or 'Four is pretty annoying'" I say.
"Or; 'I pretty much want to kill him'" Al says. I high five him, and laugh along with the rest of the guys. As we pull into the parking lot by the park, I spot Four on his way into the park. And I don't believe my eyes. He looks like crap, but there's still an army of brainless bimbos around him.
Arghhhh

I walk over to my friends, wearing a big shirt with a pillow under, a pair of sweatpants with a pillow on my butt and carrying the McDonald's bag.
"Hey Tris, you look different. New haircut?" Uriah says. I laugh sarcastically.
"Ha-ha, so funny. What about you, did you lose some weight?" I say and sit down, throwing the bag into the middle of the circle. Uriah taps his big fake stomach.
"Nice of you to notice, I lost around 1 pound. I don't want to get to skinny though" He says and grabs the McDonald's bag, starting to eat a cheeseburger. He would be so much better, if he wasn't friends with Mr. Jerkface. Speaking off him, he has been quite today. That can't be a good sign.
"So you made the team?" I ask Uriah.
"Yeah, now I need to have your brother's hands between my legs all the time" He says winking.
"I knew you had a thing for him" I say winking. We laugh together. I grab slice of toast, and I reach for the Nutella, when someone snatch it out of my hands. I look up to see a pair of blue, and a very annoying smirk. I roll my eyes and let our frustrated sigh.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I mumble under my breath.
"Oh, sorry. Did you want this?" He asks with fake wonder, that makes me wanna punch him in face.
"Yes, I was going to have some of that" I hiss. He opens it, and looks at me for a second. Then I realize that this actually the first conversation we have ever had, and I can't really say that I enjoy it.
"Do you really want this Nutella?" He asks.
"Yes, I really want it. Please give it now" I say holding out my hand. What comes next, was not what I expected. He takes a handful of it, and smack into my face and in my hair. I am so shocked that I can't even react, I just sit with my mouth open and stare at him. People around are looking, and some of them are laughing.
"I'm so clumsy! Let us help you get that of" He says standing up, two seconds after I feel a cold splash of water being spilled over me. I get up, and find Peter and Four standing with a smirk on their face. I hear a high laughter among the rest of them, I see Lauren putting a hand on Four's arm and clutching her stomach laughing. I glare at her.
"You think this is funny?! Huh? You do? You want try it?" I yell, running towards her. I tackle her to the ground, making sure to get some of the Nutella on her. I get up, and turn to face Four.
"You! I hate you!"
Then I turn on my heals, starting to run away, not giving a damn about my friends shouting my name.

When I walk into the house, I try to go up to my room without anybody noticing me. Without any luck.
"Beatrice, you look terrible!" My mom exclaims, this makes Caleb walk into the kitchen. He starts to laugh like crazy, and I can tell that my mom tries to hold back a laugh too. What's up with this supportive family?
"What happened?" Caleb manages to say.
"Oh! I certain star receive smashed a handful of Nutella all over my face, and then he was so nice to try to get it off, with a bucket of freakin' cold water"
"Four did this? Surprise ice bucket challenge! I must thank him for giving me this laugh" I punch his shoulder and walk up to take a shower. I really want to make some kind of revenge for this, but on the other side; I don't want to be just as ridiculous as him. Damn it, why the hell did my parents have to raise to become like this. Right now I want to be dauntless; having the guts to do something about it and to be erudite; so I could come up with something smart. Unfortunately, my parents valued abnegation the most. My thoughts are interrupted by Christina.
"Jesus Tris, are you alright?! That son of a… Don't worry I gave him one hell of earful after you left. He was picked up by his dad later, and let's just say that he didn't look happy" I smirk to myself.
"I'm fine, better now actually. Looking forward to the cabin trip?"
"Uhmm hell yeah! You, me, the girls and Al and Will are going to have a blast!" She exclaims, sounding like a 12 year old having her first pajamas party.
"Sure we are! I really need to take a nap now, being so pissed at someone really takes a lot of energy" I'm almost asleep when I mumble goodbye into the phone, and after a couple of deep breaths.
I'm off to dream land