Divergent High

Segment 5

Four’s POV:

I don’t understand what I thought. I thought Tris was good looking and smart but I had missed the part about her personality. I couldn’t stop staring at her because she fascinates me. She was strange yet unique in a special way that attracted me to her. But after what she did to Lynn I was unsure. She seemed like a totally different person then. Like my ex who always wanted revenge and was harsh and cruel. Then after the video Lynn showed us before class I was heartbroken. Of course we aren’t together and she can do as she pleases but in some way I feel betrayed. I don’t know why. It shouldn’t bother me at all. I don’t even know her. The sad thing is that I forgive Tris. I forgive her for everything she had done. I have no choice but to forgive her because the truth is that I can’t stay away from her. 

Tris’s POV:

“But mum I think I’m coming down with something.” I moan.

“I don’t care. If you’re vomiting you can skip school but I won’t take a cold for an answer.” Mum demands so I walk out the door, heading to school. I really don’t want to go to school today. The day Lynn showed that video was Friday so I had had the weekend to calm down. I saw a movie with everyone but Lynn and did a charity run with Caleb because dad said it would be good. Now it’s Monday and I don’t want to walk through those doors.

Marlene joins me at the entrance to the classroom and we walk in together. I don’t even look up and Marlene stands slightly in front of me, protecting me from the class. I don’t lift my head during English because I don’t want to see Four’s face. As soon as the bell rings I run out of the classroom and get to my locker.

A hand slams into my back and pushes me against my locker. I squirm around, trying to get free but the hand won’t budge.

“Did you set me up or something?” I hear a familiar voice. Peter’s.

“No.”

“Tell me the truth Prior!” He yowls, pushing me even harder into the lockers and I scream in pain.

“I had nothing to do with the video!” I cry.

“I don’t believe you!” Peter yells, raising a fist towards my head. But then he lets go of me and I spin around to see Four holding Peter by the collar.

“Stay away from her.” Four growls.

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll beat you up in front of everyone.” Peter glares at him viciously, knowing he wouldn’t defeat Four in a fight. He then shrugs and Four lets him go. Then Peter runs off.

“Thank you.” I breathe, then turn towards my locker. I try to unlock it but my hands are trembling and I can’t do it. I feel warm hands surround mine and I stop trembling.

“What’s your code?” Four asks.

“26-14-34.” I gulp as he begins to turn my hands for me with his hands’ support.

Finally my locker unlocks and for a moment we just stand there, him holding my hands in his.

“I should go.” He says and then leaves.