On The Edge (Divergent High) EDITING

DONT PLAY THE SONG YET!!;)

I sprint out of the house but I can still hear the yelling. I'm worthless, I'm a waste of space, all the words I'm so used to hearing. It wasn't Andrew who is bothering me it's Peter, how he was just using me all this time. I don't want to believe it, but I can't just forget what I saw. I can feel the pain of my new injuries this morning, both self-inflicted and abuse. I made more cuts this morning I was too tired to count how many but I know it was more than usual. I'm trying to stop I really am but it's just so hard knowing that all the pain I'm in could go away in a few swift movements. Andrew will leave on a business trip early this morning, so this morning wasn't as bad. Seeing as he is the major he goes on these trips often, I can't truthfully say that I miss him while he's gone.

I rushed into my chemistry class where Mrs. Mathews stares daggers at me. I quickly take my seat next to Four who is currently talking to Uriah. Our seating arrangments couldn't be worse. In the front row is Drew, Molly, Al. Behind them is Peter, now Marlene since I got moved, Lynn. In my row, it's me, Four, Uriah. Shauna, Christina, and Will sit behind us. Then in the back row, It's Zeke, Eric, and... OH HECK NO, the girl that was making out with Peter last night was sitting next to Eric with a flirtatious smile on. I was quite all period drawing random things on my notebook.

I finally get to the last period in school without having to face Peter. I don't know if that makes me a coward, but I'm just glad that I don't have to talk to him.

"Alright class, we will start grouping you guys into small bands. Raise your hand if you can play an electric guitar," She list out a few more instruments I zone out until I hear my name. "Tris what can you do?"

"Play the radio," I snap back and hear a few snickers, but what surprised me was the fact the teacher was also laughing.

"That's always useful," she starts "but for the sake of this class can we hear you sing please."

I roll my eyes but stand up, "What should I sing?"

"Let's try something simple, how bout 'Eyes Wide Open'."

I shrug and stand up on stage the music starts

PLAY THE SONG NOW I'M NOT GOING TO WRITE THE WORDS CAUSE NO ONE EVER READS THEM.

When the song ends I open my eyes and see everyone's, eyes wide open (haha see what I did there) and jaws dropped. And this my friends is why I never do anything that makes people look at me. I hate lots of attention.

"Ok, well, I will tell you the groups tomorrow, sound good?"

We all nod and leave. I get strange stares from people in the halls. It must be because I'm not with Peter and the others. I never what to be again. On my way out I see Peter and the gang leaning on the wall of the school. I know they saw me too because they're headed over here. I walk as fast as I can without it looking like I'm trying to run from them. But they catch up with me before I even get to the parking lot.

"Hey babe," Peter claims

"You don't get to call me that anymore,"

"Why not ?"

I scoff "Doesn't your face explain it enough."

"You are not still mad about that are you." The gang starts to back me into the school. Once my back is against the wall, Peter reaches his hand out and rests it on the wall next to head so he's leaning towards me. "Cause I promise I won't ever do it again, it was a one-time thing." Before I could respond Peter get pulled back revealing a very strong Four.

"What's your problem man, you cheated on her last night, you don't honestly think she's just gonna take you back? Nobody's that stupid." Four defends in that low voice he always used to intimidate us. The scary thing is it worked, Peter backed up and left and the gang followed. When they were gone Four turned back to me.

"Thanks, but I could have handled it fine myself." I challenge.

"Undoubtedly." Well, that was unexpected, "listen Tris, you're a bully and nobody at school likes you," I clench my jaw, "but that can change. You seem like you have a lot going on in your life besides a cheating boyfriend. I talked about it with my gang and they say you can join us, as long you promise to stop being a..." I interrupt him there.

"Thanks, Four, really I am thankful. I just have one question."

"Shoot."

"Why? Why are you being so nice to me? I mean, I have been so mean to all of you since we were children."

"Honestly, I don't know. You don't deserve it and don't expect the gang to accept you right away. They still hate your guts, but I think if you really try to earn their trust, and mine for that matter, then you could have a shot at haveing friends who actually care about you."

That last sentence hit me like a rock, 'people who actually care about me', that'll be a change. I nod my head. "OK, I'll try, but it won't be easy, I won't automatically become an angel right away."

He chuckles, "Oh Tris I don't ever think that you will ever truly be an angel, it's just not you." I laugh at that.

"No truer words have ever been spoken."

Still smiling Four tells me, "We are all meeting a Zeke and Uriah's for some games you wanna come?"

"Why not." With that Four walks to his car waves bye to me and I start making my way home.

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