The First Date- Divergent AU FourTris

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"Truth or Dare, Tris?" Lynn asked mischievously. I gulped. Uh oh. Why me? I thought. I knew why, of course. I was small and plain, not noticeable at all. My only good friend was Christina, who had only known I existed when we were paired together for the first school project. Ironically, she was very loud and outspoken. She had introduced me to her other friends; Marlene, Lynn, and Shauna, and Shauna had immediately suggested a sleepover at her house. Christina and me (meaning Christina) had eagerly agreed. So here I was, in a strange house with girls that I barely knew.

I was actually a bit wary of Lynn. At the beginning of the year, she had shaved her brown hair and gotten an eyebrow piercing. She had worn dark clothes and I had steered clear of her and her friends during school.

Shauna, her older sister, was better. She was more into looking pretty than goth. She wore just enough makeup to accent her features, and she usually kept her wavy blond hair down. She was two years older than me, however, and I had never spoken to her, even though I often passed her in the hall.

I didn't know what to think about Marlene. She was best friends with Lynn and Shauna, but she wasn't exactly like either of them. She wasn't goth like Lynn, but wasn't as girly as Shauna (even though Shauna isn't really that girly). She wore lots of makeup, colorful on some days and dark on others, depending on her mood. Her clothes worked the same as her makeup, and always matched. She was in my homeroom, but I hadn't seen her everyday, because she was known to skip classes a lot.

I was jerked back to the present when Lynn asked me the question with a sly smile.

"Tris?" I asked.

"Yeah. Sounds cooler than Beatrice." She shrugged. "I can call you Beatrice if you want me to."

"Um, no it's ok, it's just that no one's really given me a nickname before." I blush.

"So, what'll it be? T or D?" She repeated. I panicked. What should I pick? I was the first one to be asked, since we had just started after arranging our sleeping bags in a circle. If I said dare, would she make me run down the road naked or something crazy like that? But what would she want to know if I said truth?

"Uh…truth" I said hesitantly. Lynn's smirk got bigger. Oh no, oh no no no…I was so scared I almost wanted to pick dare instead, but I rethought that after picturing myself running down the street with no clothes on.

"Hmm…who in the school do you have a crush on?" She asked. "Boy or girl" she added. Oh god…this was going to be a long night.

"Do I have to answer that? Please ask me something else" I pleaded. The other girls laughed.

"Don't you know how Truth or Dare works?" Marlene said. I shrugged.

"I know the basics, obviously" I answered shyly.

"It's ok" she smiled. "Basically, if you don't want to do the dare or say the truth, then you have to take off an article of clothing. And it has to be something on your legs or torso. Socks don't count."

I blushed and looked down. I was wearing an old t-shirt and pajama pants. Obviously I had underwear on underneath, but I really didn't want to take off any clothes.

"Fine." My blush got deeper as I put my head down and mumbled his name.

"Oh, come on, girl! No way we could hear that!" Shauna teased. "Come on, just say it." When I stayed silent, she sighed. "Well, is it a girl or a boy?" She asked. I looked up in surprise.

"Boy!" I said. She shrugged.

"Well, you never know."

"Oh, come on, Beatrice!" Christina exclaimed. "I don't even know! Will you at least tell me?"

"Can I do that?" I asked hopefully, looking at the other girls.

"Fine, but just because you're new at this." Marlene said after the girls talked for a minute. I sighed in relief.

"Ok" I said. "Come with me, Christina." I got up and walked into another room, which I guessed was Lynn's, because it was black, and also because our sleeping bags were currently in Shauna's bedroom. We sat down on the bed.

"Shoot" She said immediately. "Who do you like?"

"I-I like…um…" I stammered. Why is this so hard? Christina and me have been best friends forever, so why can't I tell her who I like? Well…

"He-he's kinda popular" I start, mostly just trying to stall. "He hangs out in a big group, but he always seems like…like he doesn't really want to be there. He's cute, but not like super hot, but that's fine with me. Because then every girl would like him." I add quickly, embarrassed. I can tell Christina is still confused.

"Ugh. This is hard. Am I supposed to guess or something? Because I have absolutely no idea." She says, exasperated. "Does he know who you are?"

I shake my head.

"I don't think so. I've never talked to him."

"Just tell me! You're taking forever!"

"Fine. I-I like…Tobias."

She stares at me, shocked.

"You…You like TOBIAS EATON?!"

"Shh! I bet they all heard you say that!"

"Why didn't you ever tell me? Omg! Omg come on!" She says, and starts to run back to the girls, dragging me with her. When we get back, the three girls are chatting excitedly.

"OMG"

"I know, right?"

"Never would have thought…"

"He is kinda cute, actually."

"Eh, he's alright."

"Yeah, I guess. Still think Uriah's hotter, though."

I clear my throat and they all stop talking and look up at me and Christina. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. So Christina steps in.

"Sooo, I'm going to guess that you heard me say that…I'm sorry Tris, I didn't mean to be that loud. But seriously though guys? Tobias Eaton! I mean, wow! I had no idea that she liked him!" Now she is talking more to them than to me, so I slip back on top of my sleeping bag and wait for them to calm down.

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When they finally do, Shauna says, "Ok, ok, let's keep playing!"

I look at the clock and it's past eleven already. But the others don't seem tired at all, so I shrug and turn back to the circle.

"Ok, since Tris was asked first, then it's her turn to ask someone. And Tris, you're not allowed to pick the same person that asked you." I nod in understanding. I look at the circle; Christina on my left side, then Shauna next to her. Then Lynn, and Marlene on my right side.

"Um…Marlene, Truth or Dare?" I surprise myself when I say that. I thought I would pick Christina.

"Dare" she says without hesitation. I try to think of something to dare her to do that would be hard or funny, not wimpy.

"I dare you to…put an ice cube on your stomach under your shirt until it melts" I say and Christina laughs. Lynn and Shauna give each other a look and Marlene shrugs.

"Sure, why not?" She says with a smile. I grab an ice cube out of the freezer, thinking: Is it really that easy to melt an ice cube on your stomach? How can I make it harder? Ohhh… I get a devious thought, and after debating with myself, I sprinkle a bit of salt on the ice. I bring it in to see everyone surrounding Marlene, who is laying down on her back with her shirt pulled up to expose her stomach.

"All right, here goes" I say, before I place the ice cube on her flat stomach above her belly button. Her eyes widen for a second before she relaxes. I'm not sure that the salt will do anything, because after the initial coldness, she is laying there like nothing's happening. There is a silence as we watch the ice. I can see a few drops of water already forming where the cube touches her skin.

But after a few seconds, her eyes widen again and I can see her squirm a little. The salt must be working, I thinking . Lynn had been slouched next to me, looking bored, but even she perked up when she noticed Marlene's movements.

"Is it cold, Marlene?" Shauna teases. "Freezing cold. Like you're stuck in Antartica naked."

"Shut up" Marlene growls through gritted teeth. The water touching her skin is now starting to spread. A drop of it slowly slides down and drips into her belly button, and she shivers.

After what seems like hours, we conclude that the ice is fully melted, and she immediately curses and sprints to the kitchen. She comes back after a few minutes with a towel and a blanket. She wraps the blanket around her, still shivering slightly.

"You suck, Tris" she mutters. "I've done that before, but it wasn't as cold." She adds, and I blush.

"Well, um, you see…I heard that salt makes ice colder, and you seemed so confident to do the challenge that I, well…"

Christina grins.

"You little devil! You put salt on the ice cube!" Everyone but Marlene bursts out laughing, and I soon join in. After I apologize to Marlene, she gives me a big, fake grin in response and says,

Oh, don't worry. I'll get you back."

We continue playing; although I am a little worried about what Marlene has in store for me.