I was nervous; panicky, sweaty-palms kind of nervous.

I stared at myself in the mirror. I was wearing the shirt that cut across my collar-bone and showed my tattoos. I knew he like that shirt.

Why was I so nervous?

My heart was racing, thrumming in my throat. My hands were shaking, which was not a good thing. I felt like my internal organs were going to melt. I wanted to scream. The butterflies in my stomach must have been on caffeine because they had never been this bad before; not even when I went into my fear landscape for Dauntless initiation.

I gripped the edges of the bathroom sink and glared at my reflection. This was Four we were talking about. After all this time I should have gotten over feeling this way around him.

I blushed.

Technically this was a first for the two of us. So I guess I had a reason to be this nervous.

I smoothed my blonde hair down in the mirror. Christina, who had recently moved in as my neighbour, had insisted that she put black eyeliner on me, so my eyes stood out against my white skin. I looked pretty tonight. Maybe it was that fact that for the first time, I truly felt like a girl, instead of someone who ranked first in initiation.

"Tris, I think I found something!" Exclaimed Christina as she waltzed into the bathroom.

My nose was assaulted with the smell of roses.

"Hey! What the heck?"

"It's perfume!" she said giving me a look and holding up the bottle. "It will make you smell pretty."

"I know what it does," I said slightly exasperated. "But why do I need it?"

"Because it's your first date!" She said smiling. I could see all her teeth. "And you want to smell pretty for certain reasons."

I glared at her. I'm pretty sure I knew what those reasons were.

A knock from the door startled the both of us. My stomach dropped. I could feel my heart beat in my fingertips. I was paralyzed.

"I'll get it!" Christina yelled a bit too loud considering I was standing right next to her.

She skipped through the living room of my new "house" in the Dauntless compound and yanked open the door. Will walked in. Shrieking, she threw her arms around him and started to mumble thing quietly to him. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. I tried not to watch.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, I took one last look in the mirror, made sure I looked okay, and walked into the main room.

"You look great Tris," Will said as he and Christina released from their hug.

"Doesn't she? I did a fabulous job," announced Christina.

I rolled my eyes.

A knock came from the still open door, and Tobias stuck his head through the crack.

Walking in, he froze as soon as he noticed me.

Will and Christina smiled.

"Tris you look…." His eyes traveled down my body taking in my tight jeans and black, high-heel, leather boots.

I blushed. "Thanks."

He was dressed in a crisp white shirt with a black leather jacket and dark jeans. His hair was dark and it looked like he had just washed it. I could just barely smell a bit of aftershave from where I was standing. I smiled to myself. Damn, he looked good.

"Ready?" he asked.

No. "Yes"

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