Tris POV

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK

The sound of the clock mounted over the intercom is the only thing I hear in the quiet classroom over the squeak of my pencil as I fill in the blanks with the correct answers.

Just as I finish number 26 I hear my name being hissed quietly. I turn to my left to see Uriah looking at me in mid whisper.

"What?" I whisper glancing at the teachers desk making sure he isn't looking, he isn't.

"What's the answer to number 11" he whispers back.

"Jesus. Jesus is the answer"

"Come on what's the real answer" he whisper pleads.

"It's D" I whisper glancing at the teacher again,"why didn't you study last night"

Uriah blushes and spins his pencil on his desk, "Marlene called"

I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively and whisper, "so where you guys like, having phone sex"

He nearly turns burgundy he blushes so hard. It takes a lot of effort not to laugh at him.

"No just talking" he hisses.

"Your blushing. You totally did" I tease him moving on the the last question.

"Shut up Tris. So did you hang out with Four last night" he whispers.

"No we just texted all night" I whisper back.

Uriah mocks me and wiggles his eyebrows and says "so where you guys like, sexting"

"No just regular texting" I whisper-hiss.

"Sure"

I roll my eyes and get up and place my finished test in the turn-in basket on the teachers desk. I am about to walk back to desk when the teacher stops me.

"Miss Prior can you please take this to the office for me and tell them Mr. Grambush sent it" he tells me handing me a piece paper. I nod and walk out the door.

I make it to the office and I wait behind a parent checking out a kid with a bloody nose and a girl in the corner getting lectured about her micro-mini skirt and low cut shirt.

Our school doesn't have a dress code, but they don't allow anything that promotes illegal substances, rape, violence, alcohol, or let you walk around looking like you belong in a strip club wrapped around a pole with sleazy men stuffing money in your underwear.

But seriously where is that girl's mother. Who let her out of the house wearing that. Isn't she cold in that with the wind blowing up her ass and down her shirt? I don't get it.

"Hey Tris what can I help you with" Jeremiah one of the office aids gets my attention.

"Mr. Grambush sent this" I hand him the paper I was given. He takes it and puts it in one of the many file cabinets in the office.

"Thanks see you later" he waves me goodbye. I wave back and walk back out of the office and down the hall.

On my way back to class I see Chris peeking around a corner. My curiosity taking over I sneak up behind her and put my chin on her shoulder. Chris frightened, gasp and turns around quickly.

"What the hell? Where did you come from" she whisper-yells.

I stifle a laugh and whisper, for what feels like the hundredth time today, "I came from the office. What are you doing"

"Spying on Olivia" she whispers.

"Why?"

"Look"

I peer around the corner like Christina to see Matthew and Olivia...kissing, and to add to the shock, Matthew is the guy that Olivia confessed to having a crush on, and they're not the sweet kissing, like intense, tongue filled with the weird noises...yeah.

I just kinda stare in shock. I don't know what to do really.

Olivia pulls away with a smirk and sashays away leaving a dazed Matthew behind. She walks in our direction and when she turns the corner to find me and Chris' dumbstruck faces she jumps in surprise.

"Do you mind telling us what the fuck was that" Chris stares intently at Olivia wanting an explanation.

"Well you see what had happened was I saw him and I was like heyyyy and he was like heyyyy, and so we started walking together since we were both going back to class and then we started talking about kissing. He said that I looked liked a bad kisser and was like you got me fucked up, and he said prove it then I grabbed him and kissed him and he started getting really into it and I was thinking 'I thought I was supposed to be a bad kisser. Then you know the rest" she replies shyly.

"So are you guys like, boyfriend-girlfriend?" I say repeating the words of Bender from The Breakfast Club.

"No Bender, we aren't"

"But I bet you wish you were though" I tease.

"Oh so 'Miss I don't like anybody' has a crush on somebody" Chris teases.

Olivia turns impossibly red and mumbles shut up.

"Hey! You girls get back to class before I write you all up!" Mr. Moore shouts at us and we all go in different directions to class.

I decide to make it a goal to get my friend he crush.

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