Divergent High: A Different Story

Chapter 8

Recap: All of a sudden, I feel great pain rush through my body.

Tris pov.
I start to panic, I know I'm probably going to shift soon. I send a startled emotion to the animals. I think they seem to get the point because they quickly dis attach to their owners, and start going back behind the bush. I give Four an apologetic look and run away.
In the process, I feel my paws turn into my arms and legs. I start running faster. I hide behind a bush, hoping it will cover me.
I feel horrible pain go through my body, and the next thing I know, I'm on the floor, in my human self.
The strange thing is I'm naked.
I concentrate on a happy thought, and a set of clothes is already hugging my body.
I smell human flesh. The gang probably went running in search of their animals.
I walk out in a casual way, As if I had been there a long time.
"Tris?"
I hear a manly voice behind me.
"Four?" I say.
"What are you doing here?" He asks.
"I took a medicine that took the nausea away. I came looking for you guys hoping I could tag along." I reply, hoping the lie convinced them.
"Yeah sure. I think the wolf went that way. " Christina says, pointing toward the bush.
Four sends her a sharp look.

Four pov.

I give Christina a sharp look. She knows I'm not in good conditions with Tris.
"This is your chance to make things right." she whispers over to me.
We're not dating or anything, don't get that idea. She likes Will.
"Um Tris? Can I please talk to you, in private?" I say nervously.
Her eyes dart over to Christina, they are filled with fear.
"Don't worry, he's not going to hurt you. Right?" She says, eyes digging into my soul.
"No I'm not. " I say, gritting my teeth.
"Fine." She says.
I lead her behind a bush.
"I'm going to make this quick. I'm really sorry for treating you in any way that made you feel uncomfortable and I'm also sorry for calling you a slut. "
"You called me a slut!?"
"Yeah sorry about that. " I say embarrassed.
"Ugh, you know what, it doesn't matter, lets just start over. "
"I would really like that. "
"Hello I'm Tris. "
I let out a chuckle.
"Hi I'm Four."
"We should get going. " I say.
"Yeah we should. "
We head back toward the gang.

Tris pov.

"We should get going , we have school tomorrow. " I say.
"Yeah we really should." Four replies.
"Bye. " We all say at the same time.
"Hey!" We say again.
"You know what whatever." We say once again.
"Ugh!" We give each other death glares.
I head home.
My foster dad is holding his belt.
"Where were you?" He demands.
"I was in the forest with my friends." I say panicking.
"You don't deserve to have friends, you are worthless!" He screams.
"Shirt off. NOW!"
I have no choice but to do it.
I'm guessing he is really mad, this is the worst beating I've gotten.

:-:-:Time Skip To Morning:-:-:

Not even my fast healing skills could heal my scars. I'm still super sore. I quickly snap my fingers and my outfit appears (picture).
I do my hair in a French Braid. I quickly go downstairs, trying not to hurt my back, eat a small apple, slowly go upstairs, and brush my teeth. I get my backpack and head over to school.
Since I don't have a car, I have to walk to school.
A couple of minutes later a car pulls up.
"Hop on."
I turn around. Four is in his car looking over at me.
"May I?" I ask.
"Sure get in." he says, a smile plastered on his face. He turns on the radio. The song Sugar comes on by Maroon 5.
I start singing.

I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down
I need your loving, loving
I need it now
When I'm without you
I'm something weak
You got me begging, begging
I'm on my knees

By this point, Four is singing along with me.

I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down
I need your loving, loving
I need it now
When I'm without you
I'm something weak
You got me begging, begging
I'm on my knees