Chapter 2:

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Chapter 2:

TRIS POV:

The next week goes on the same way, waking up, going to school, coming home, then going to bed. Caleb bothers me the least he can and my parents are gone before I wake up, and still gone when I get home and lock myself in my room.

As Friday approaches, I notice this girl in my third hour, English, start to take notice in me. Yesterday she followed me all the way to the bathroom, that I evidently eat lunch in. She paused outside the door while I slipped in before she turned around and walked away.

I didn't mind as much as I normally would, but today as I walked into the classroom I could feel her presence behind me, like a lion stalking its prey. By the time I get outside English class, I place my hand on the handle before I spin around fast, facing the girl.

"Why are you following me?" I spit, making it obvious that I dislike her.

"I...I just umm," she stops talking, her breath catching as she thinks about her next words, "I saw you sitting in the back of the classroom alone, and I felt bad so I followed you to see who your friends were...and I saw you go into the bathroom to eat by yourself."

I sigh as I turn around, ripping the door open and enter the mostly empty classroom. I don't turn back around to look at her as I take my usual seat in the back. Much to my dislike, she places herself in the chair next to me, turning towards me crossing her legs.

"Why don't you have friends?" She asks and I look at her with sarcasm lacing my expression. I'm about to say a remark regarding how obvious it is why I don't have friends, but she beats me to it. "Nevermind, that was clearly the wrong question to ask you. I was going to offer you to come sit with me in the cafeteria like a normal person, but as I take a second look at you I realized you're anything but normal."

She swings her legs out from underneath the desk, then picks her bag up, flinging it across her right shoulder. I watch as she makes her way to the desks placed in the middle of the room, and she begins talking to someone in the desk next to one she claimed. I put my head in my hands until the teacher begins the class, talking about the importance of Shakespeare.

I zone out for an hour as class drags on. After the period is up, I get up as fast as I can, my legs not making it to the door before I'm stopped by the girl again and her one friend. I keep my head down, trying to slip past her, but she puts her hand on my shoulder. My eyes stare at her black high heels, examining them as I lightly shake her hand off my shoulder.

"Please leave me alone." I whisper quietly, but loud enough for just her to hear.
"I realize that I was a bit of a bitch earlier but so were you. I just wanted to tell you my offer is still on the table. I'm positive my friends would love to add another member to our group." I rise my eyes to look into hers. Her face is pleading with me to agree, but my mind wanders to the last time I had a true friend, and how it ended. Without a warning my mind is filled with thoughts of Tobias, and I immediately feel a lump form in my throat, while choking back sobs.

"I-," but I don't get to finish before I'm interrupted by her.

"Please." She begs putting her hand on my jackets shoulder again, pulling on it to walk with her as she begins to exit the door. "You don't have to say anything unless you want to, just please come with me and give them a chance."

I huff, shaking her hand off my arm again following her to the lunch room that I never attempted to pay attention to, let alone step foot in. She leads me and the other girl, her friend, to a table housing two guys. I hesitantly take a seat next to the girl, shifting around uncomfortably as she takes out her abundant lunch. My eyes catch the attention of the two boys, them staring at me, then glance back to the girl for answers. She looks up, a ham and cheese sandwich stuffed in her mouth while she takes in the boys confused expression.

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