Tris POV

Today's the day, I'm going back to school. I got dressed in the outfit I layed out.

As I lace up my white Timberlands, adjust my jeans, and fix my bra that's pinching the shit out of me in my navy sweater. Oh no I hope the underwire isn't coming out. Stupid cheap bra.

I go downstairs and welcome the smell of hash browns. My mouth waters all the way to the table. I take the plate my mom set out and waste no time devouring it.

"Slow down Tris you're going to live to eat another day" my mom chuckles at my nearly empty plate. I swallow and give a sheepish smile.

I finish and leave after kissing my mom and dad goodbye. I hop in my car and excitedly drive to school. I don't think I've been this happy to go to school since fifth grade.

I arrive and get out and rush over to my friends who before I can say anything, bring me into a suffocating group hug.

"Oh my god we missed you here"

"Don't leave again!"

"I missed you"

I choke out,"thanks guys... I-uh...I can't breathe"

The all let go except Four who has his arm around my waist.

"So what's been happening here" I say glancing around.

"Well Mona came back and she has kinda chilled out but she's still a bitch. Her nose is still broken. We are all waiting for Matt and Livvy to get together because they are getting on my nerves. AND ZEKE AND SHAUNA NEED TO GET OVER HERE AND STOP MAKING BABIES AND SAY HI," she says muttering horny bastards afterwards. I chuckle and I can feel Four's chest rumble with laughter behind me.

Zeke and Shauna appear from around a corner red faced. I they come over and hug me tightly.

The bell rings and we all walk to first period. I open my locker and grab my textbook and pencil case.

I walk into first period and the teacher smiles at me. I take my seat I sigh. I am officially here.

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I stand in line at lunch and the line is moving rather slowly. It's not even because cake is being served today.

It because someone's holding up the line. I crane my neck to see who this jackass is but my damn height is not in my favor, again, for the sixthillionth time probably this week, and it's Monday. Fuck me.

Olivia and Uriah beside me huff in annoyance.

"Yo in front you may not have noticed but the you're holding up...like...lunch!" Uriah yells. Apparently the person wakes up from whatever was going on and the line starts moving. I get my food and cake and sit down with everybody.

We eat with minimal chatter until Four speaks up.

"Hey Liv remember that day freshman year in the cafeteria when the had salads-" he begins with a grin. Olivia glares at him,"And you-"

"Shut up"

"No you shut up I wanna hear the story," Zeke complains earning a glare from Olivia. They have been arguing all day.

"I will stab you in the balls with a fork! Don't tell me to shut up!" Olivia snaps.

"I dare you hoe! I will slice you" Zeke says holding his plastic butter knife.

"With a butter knife seriously? You-" Christina cut her off.

"Oh my god both of you shut the fuck up I wanna hear what Four has to say! Fuckin' disrespectful ass hoes" Christina says ending the argument shutting everybody up.

"Thank you Christina. At least somebody respects me. Anyway, so there were salads at lunch and Olivia asked me where the salad dressing was since it wasn't on top. So I said it's under the salad. So she lifts up her whole tray and looks under it for salad dressing," everybody starts laughing while Olivia groans.

"It's not funny," Olivia groans covering her face with her hands.

"Yes it is!" I laugh some more. Finally everybody stops laughing and we return to silence. I observe the cafeteria for a moment noticing a trio of girls walk by all in mini skirts and stilettos. I scrunch my face up.

I can not for the life of me understand why some girls wear heels to school. Not even Chris wears heels to school. I'm like where are you going? Who are you trying to impress? It's just school for gods sake and to walk up and down stairs with four inch heels? That's a trip to the hospital waiting to happen. The only time I ever wear heels to school is the day of the Athletics Banquet and Honour Roll Awards Ceremony, and even then I change into sandals or flats afterwards.

I just don't understand.

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"Prior nice to have you back," Coach smiles at me and I thank her and continue to the field.

Practice consist of Coach yelling at us and us trying to comply. Whenever we mess up the slightest thing she starts yelling.

"She is getting on my nerves. We just learned this routine and she wants it perfect,"Olivia mutters during water break.

"Right," I agree,"I'd like to see her do a triple back handspring into a stunt then go right into an scorpian"

"Or cartwheel over someone's head into other people's hands ten feet in the air," She adds in her part of the routine.

"Can she even touch her toes?" I say making Olivia laugh.

"Probably not"

Practice thankfully ends and I know I will be sore tomorrow. Fuck you Coach Jones.

On the way home I remember the date, September 26. I groan out loud, my period is coming sometime tonight or tomorrow. No wonder I've been so hungry, uhhhhggggg!

I have to turn around and stop at a Walgreen's. I run in and buy a pack of tampons and some pads. Fuck I'm not in the mood! My uterus just needs to get over the fact that I'm not having a baby for a long time, and just because it doesn't get what it wants every month, it doesn't have the right to make my vagina bleed for six days straight.

The uterus is one disrespectful ass organ.

A/N: okay so I don't know where that period rant came from. I guess it's because mine just finished...

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