So yea here you go another chapter
Tris POV
My alarm goes off scaring me out of my dream making me jolt awake. I roll over sleepily in my bed and turn my alarm off. Once the alarm is off I check my notifications out of habit looking for a text from Four, but there is none. I frown before pulling my covers back up and resting some more.
After sleeping for ten more minutes I basically roll out of bed feeling cold and missing my blankets. Frowning all the way to the bathroom and skip a shower since I took a bath last night.
Squirting toothpaste onto my toothbrush I begin to brush making weird faces in the mirror to get every tooth clean. Then I wash my face and moisturize. Then I notice the two pimples on my chin. Fucking puberty. I quickly dab some antiseptic on it and hope it will go away soon.
For makeup I dab on some power and tightline my eyes and apply mascara and lip balm. Deciding that was good enough i I journeyed into my closet and picked out a black crop top with high waisted light wash jeans. I put a flannel patterned sweater with my black converse.
I trotted down the stairs into the living room and I smell...eggs...wait omelettes?
I poke my head in the kitchen to see my dad with his usual suit on with an apron on...cooking? What the hell?
"Dad...you're cooking and nobody has had to call the fire department?" I say. He turns to me and rolls his eyes.
"I can cook without setting something on fire" he gives me forehead kiss before I steal his plate he has in his hands. But before I can make it too far he turns me around and takes his plate back. I pout.
"Make your own omelette Beatrice"
"But I don't know how" I whine.
"Then that's your problem" he takes a bite of his omelette.
I sigh and go to the cabinet and pull out some Captain Crunch and a bowl. I fix my cereal and sit at the island with my dad and eat.
My dad finished and rushed off to work and gave me a kiss on the top of my head. I finished my cereal and put it in the sink. I walked to the bottom of the stairs and yelled up to Caleb.
"It doesn't matter what shirt you put on Caleb! Susan will still love you!" I shouted.
"Shut up Beatrice!"
"My name is Tris! Only mom and dad can call me by my government name! You twat" I shouted adding the twat part quietly. Soon Caleb came thumping down the stairs with his backpack.
"You really think Susan loves me" Caleb asks when reaches the bottom of the stairs. I roll my eyes and walk away.
"Bye Caleb"
"I'm serious!" he says.
"I don't know I never asked her" I shrugged. I put my backpack on my back and walk out the door with Caleb behind me.
~SKIP TO ART CLASS~
"Tris and Four can you move this piece to storage for me please" Mrs. Sigue ask us pointed to a large portrait.
We agree and we pick it up not talking to each other or making eye contact. We carry it silently all the way to the storage room.
While carrying it into the room I notice the door is about to close and the door is only openable from the outside leaving anyone inside trapped in this big closet. I rush to keep the door open but I'm to slow and the door closes with a click.
"Shit shit shit" I say jiggling the stiff door knob.
"What's wrong?" Four asks coming up behind me.
"We're locked in" I sigh and Four huffs. There is about five minutes of awkward silence and tension. Both of us want to say something but don't know how to say it or if we should.
"I have to tell you something" we both say at the same time. We both laugh relieving some of the tension.
"You first" he says.
"No you" I say.
"No you" he repeats.
"We're not doing this! You go first" I insist sliding next to him. He sighs and begins.
"I really wanted to believe you yesterday Tris, I really did. But I had this idea in my head that I wasn't good enough for you and that you would eventually have found someone better and left me"
"Why do you think I would leave" I ask putting my hand on his arm.
"'Cause you're hot okay," he says making me blush,"and there are tons of guys who would want you Tris"
"Really?" I ask furrowing my brows. The only guys I know who have ever shown interest in me are Four and Peter.
"Yeah. Don't you see it?" He asks.
"See what?"
"Your beauty" he turns his body towards me. I shrug.
"I mean I guess I'm okay looking" I say. Four shakes his head with a small smile on his face.
"Tris you are gorgeous. Don't let anybody or yourself tell you any different" he looks me right in the eyes.
"Okay"
"Okay"
I grin, "Did we just The Fault in Our Star?"
He just laughs and kisses me. I kiss him back eagerly not having kissed him since Monday. He coaxes my mouth open with his tongue and massages his tongue with mine. I moan and playfully bite his lip making it his turn to moan.
Just as things were getting good the door swings open causing us to pull apart and in the doorway is none other than the queen bitch in all her overly glossed glory. Mona ugh of all people.
"Sorry to interrupt" she sneers sarcastically, "but if you're done playing tonsil hockey, Mrs. Sigue wants you back in class"
I sigh and me and Four get up. We all walk back to class. Twice on the way Mona tries get in front of me so she can walk next to Four. Sick and tired of it the next times she tries I trip her with my foot causing her to fall flat on her face.
"My bad" I say sarcastically grabbing Four's hand as we walk back to class.
~LATER ON~
"Well crap" Olivia murmurs as we change for cheer practice.
"What?" I ask looking over at her.
"My shorts don't fit, ass too fat" she sighs saying the last part playfully. I roll my eyes and look and in fact the don't fit and you can see the bottom of her ass cheeks.
"What are you gonna do? Coach will bench you for a week if you walk out there like that...do you have another pair?" I say bitting my lip. She shakes her head no.
"Do you?" She asks. I say no and she starts going around asking but no one has a pair. She pouts then her face lights up with the 'I have an idea' face.
"I'll get Four's" she then throws off her too short shorts and slips on her jeans and jogs out of the locker room clad in a sports bra and barely fastened pants.
While she is gone I finish dressing, have put my hair up, and drank from my Gatorade. When she does she comes back breathless as like she ran all the way here.
"Did you get them?", I ask from my spot straddling the locker room bench. She grins and holds out a too big pair of guy sweats.
"Okay so I got the pants and I was walking back here and I hadn't fastened my jeans right so they were loose and on the way back the fell a little bit and you could see the top of my underwear and some little freshman bitch said 'nice panties, I could really see myself in them' and I blushed and was like umm bye and Four punched him in the jaw" she says as she finishes getting dressed.
She slips them on and has to roll them up about 50 times around her waist and cuff the bottoms to make them fit.
"That sounds like Four" I nod my head.
"Yeah once there was this hot ass dude that I liked and we had like kissed and everything an-" I interrupt her.
"Everything? Like everything" I raise my eyebrows and she plucks me in the forehead.
"No not that. I just mean we kissed you nasty minded freak" she laughs," anyway I thought our relationship was going somewhere and that we would date but the Four told him that if he ever talked to me again that he would 'make sure that he could never talk again'. That guy never talked to me again and I was so depressed"
"Ha ha sounds like Caleb" I say remembering all the times Caleb had ruined my chances with a guy. Older brothers *sighs*.
We walk outside to the field when I realize how ridiculous she looks in Four's pants.
"You look like Steve Urkel" I laugh at her pants. She flips me off.
"Gimme some" Olivia reaches for my melon Gatorade. I pull it out of her reach.
"Ummmm young lady you need to ask first" I say.
"Can I please have some Tris Prior" she ask rolling her eyes.
"I guess...here waterfall it" I unscrew the cap and she gets on her knees and tilts her head back with her mouth open.
"Oh my god it looks I'm about to cum in your mouth" I laugh making her laugh too.
"I hate you," she laughs,"just do it"
"Don't say that it making me uncomfortable" I say. She smacks her lips.
"You wouldn't be uncomfortable if you didn't have you mind in the gutter!" she exclaims. I pour a little liquid in her mouth and close the bottle. She swallows and gets up.
"That was delicious babe" she says suggestively.
"Please stop"
She just laughs at me.
"Yeah Olivia stop acting like a lesbian" I hear. I look over to where it came from. Mona. Who the fuck was talking to her?
"Why are you in this conversation?" Olivia asks rudely, "because if I recall correctly I was talking to Tris and Tris was talking to me. You were not included"
"Well-"
"No. Shut the fuck up. You are so rude and bitchy and irrelevant and nobody fucking likes you. All those little bitches that follow you around like lost puppies don't like you they stick around and kiss your ass all day for popularity, but you have your head too far up your ass to know that. The only reason anybody even knows your name is because of your rich daddy that pays for all your horse hair and push up bras and the fact you have sucked nearly three fourths of the football team's dicks. There is no other reason anyone should give a shit about you and your disgusting behavior" Olivia rants while Mona turns redder and redder with anger.
"Your just jealous of my rich daddy and the fact that I have a normal height" Mona sneers.
"I have ZERO fucks to give about you or your money or you height. My family has cash to burn but I don't let it turn me into a stuck up bitch because I know that my money or big house is going to make me happy. I live like normal person. And it may be the struggle to get things out of the cabinet at my house but I don't let it bother me. I like being a shorty" Olivia crosses her arms over her chest.
"Whatever" Mona snarls and sashays away with her pet Lauren behind.
"She is so dumb" I comment. Olivia nods her head in agreement.
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