Divergent High

Segment 12

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I knew i couldn't tell any of my friends about my break up with Tobias because they would question me and I can't do that. I can't do that today. I can't believe I'm doing this as i knock on Caleb's door.
"What?" He yells over the loud music coming from his room.
"It's me. Can I come in?" I ask, trying not to let my voice crack.
"Fine." He cranks downt he music as i enter his room. It has plain white walls and is covered in posters, a typical boy's room. In one corner he has a red electric guitar that he never uses but cost my parents hundreds and int he other corner he has a TV and a PS3.
"What is it?" He says half concerned and half annoyed.
"You know how you and Lila broke up last Fall..." I start but my voice breaks and tears run down my face. Caleb frowns, comes over to me and hugs me.
"I've got just the thing." He leaves the room and comes back with a tub of chocolate icing. Together we eat the icing and play on the PS3. We laugh and talk and I actually feel closer to him than i ever have been.
"Better?" He asks once I beat him in Mario Kart.
"A bit." I sniff.
"You need to break something."
"Break something?"
"Yeah. When Lila dumped me I broke stuff to let out my anger." He explains. But I'm not angry at Tobias. I'm angry at myself.
"So what should I break?" I ask. He grabs his guitar from the corner of his room and I automatically gape.
"Are you kidding me? Our parents paid a lot for that!"
"I never use it anyway."
"You could sell it or someone else could use it."
"You need it more than anyone right now. Besides it's my gift to you. You can do what ever you want with it but if I were you I would break it." He shrugs.
"Thanks." I gulp and take the guitar. For the first time I feel powerful. I have all this money in my hands that I'm about to burn.
I smile before I bring the guitar down, smashing it on the floor. The strings snap and the paint chips but it's not enough. I grab it again and smash it against the wall and it makes a screechin sound. I find myself smiling like an idiot. How can breaking a guitar be so much fun? Then I remember my past. My rebel past. I would of done this in my past. This is the kind of stuff that I did... With Leighton. I drop the guitar and leave the room.

"Tris what are you doing here?" As Chris opens the door I notice she is all dressed up.
"Are you going somewhere?" I ask as tears stream down my face.
"Yes but I don't think I will anymore." She notices my tears and hugs me. "What happened?"
"It doesn't matter." The last thing I want is for her to question my break up. "Can I come with you?"
"Of course. I'll lend you a dress." Chris leads me inside and gives me an orange dress. I pull it on, it is strapless and it goes up to my thighs. It is more slutty than I would usually wear but tonight I don't care. She gives me some black heels and does my make up and hair. Once she is done you can barely tell I was crying. I actually look nice. My hair is curled and i have a smokey cat eye. My eyes really stand out and the heels make me taller since I am usually small.
"You look great. Let's go." She smiles and leads me out the door.