"Beatrice please come down, now." My mother's voice spoke though the intercom; I grunted and rolled over, hitting the light switch with my spare hand. I dragged one foot off the bed rolled over again and fell off the bed. Dragging myself up I opened the door, Celeb opened his door at the sound of the bang,

"God Beatrice, you look like you taken everything. At once."

"Thanks Celeb." I glared at him and dragged my feet to the top of the stairs. Looked at them, took two steps gave up, and slid down the banister rail. Landing neatly at the bottom I looked up and saw my mum, she wasn't impressed,

"Don't do that again, and what are you wearing. That make-up. How are you going to meet a husband?"

"Mum, I see nothing wrong with my style thanks." I pulled my hood down, blonde hair falling over my eye. Dark red top, black jeans, doc martins, dark make-up and black studded belt.

"You are going to a dance tonight, wear your bests. You never know, maybe tonight we might get somewhere." She threw out her arms and stalked off.

I trudged upstairs, a dance just what I wanted. An opportunity for some drunk, ugly, rich boy to flirt with me, ask me out and my mum to say yes for me. I just wanted no one, I had £15 million inheritance when I turned 18, and I could live like a queen.

Ever since I had turned 16 boys had fallen over my feet. I hated it. My mum wanted me hooked up and married by 21, 2 years for dating, 1 for engagement, and 1 for friends with benefits at the start. That means I had to be 'good friends' with someone by 17, 5 months left. Celeb grinned at me,

"5 months, come on you can do it." He grinned, I smirked back and got changed. Flipping the black dress on I looked bodice with black lace over, black skirt which skirted the floor. I hid my unworn heals in the wardrobe and re laced my doc martins.

Meeting Celeb at the top of the stairs I got the look which said clearly, 'God sake Tris, really?' We climbed down through the laundry door in Celeb's room, Celeb climbing down to the very bottom, me taking the first step then jumping. When we appeared, my mother nodded at Celeb, scowled at me and opened the door to the limo.