Divergent High

Divergent High: Chapter 122

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Tris POV:
It's been a week of spring break and things are going pretty good. I've spent most of my time with Four. Okay all of it. He makes me laugh and I like talking with him. There were a couple of nights where we all had scary movie nights or went to the pool at 1am. I'm sat on my bed on my laptop right now. The door unlocks and Chris walks in with her bag. "Christina!" I squeal as I hug her. "I'm back bish. Ya miss me?" She laughs. "Yes, a lot. How's the family?" I ask. "Cool. They're doing great. How's everyone here?" "They're doing great." I say. I let her unpack and I go back to my work when I get a text.
👑- Tris 😎- Four
😎- hey
👑- hi
😎- Come to the music room
👑- ok xx
I close my phone and walk out my dorm. When I get to the music room, which isn't far, and reminds me of the night of the new year, I see Anna Minie there. The stuck up girl who sniggered at me in P.E. She's practically the next Emma from high school. "What are you doing here?" I say folding my arms. "Look, Prior, I only want us to be friends. And as friends, I should tell you something." I almost laugh. "Friends? Why would I want to be friends with you, Minie?" I say. As much as I hate to believe it, she's pretty. A lot more glamourous than Emma. Her eyes are a dark green and her hair is a mixture of dark and light. Her skin is tan. I don't however, let her looks make me gullible. She holds up Four's phone. "Where did you get that?!" I shout. She puts a finger to her lips, "Shhh, no need to yell. I just wanted to show you something." "Show me then." She opens up some of his latest messages and shows me his convo with Zeke:
Four- I'm worried
Zeke- Don't be, I'm sure she'll be fine with it. Besides, it's your future.
Four- when should I tell her
Zeke- about you leaving? Give her a couple of days.
Four- I can't believe I'm doing this to tris
Zeke- it'll be fine man.
Four- hopefully
After I've read it I don't know what to say. Anna stands their smiling, then she shuts the phone. "See. I'm just helping you. I'm not the enemy am I? Four is." She says, and I want the words to argue, but I can't if I don't understand. She hands me his phone and says, "You can give it back to him, so he knows that it's your leaving gift to him." And she walks out.