A/N- The bold-faced italicized words are direct quotes from Divergent. This story will change POV's so please pay attention to chapter headings.

Disclaimer- I am, however unfortunate, not the great Veronica Roth and own nothing that belongs to the Divergent series. I do however own the story line that is unique to this story.

Tris's POV

"You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he (Tobias)says.

"You know," I say, "I really don't care."

With that, I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his. I should probably be more conservative, considering my friends stand less than ten feet away. The thing is I wasn't lying when I said that I didn't care. First. I can't wait to pick jobs tomorrow, but today is the day to celebrate and be carefree. AS I break away from the kiss, I feel myself smiling like a lunatic. I turn and look to my friends, who all have their mouths open staring at Tobias and me.

"Close your mouths! You'll catch flies!" I say laughing.

"But you j-" Christina starts to say before being cut off by Zeke running up smiling, probably because of his brother's achievement.

"Hey, guys. Be at my place by 7:30 for a 'congratulations-on-not-failing-initiation' party. We are playing never-have-I-ever and Candor or Dauntless. Don't forget." With that, Zeke runs off to another group of celebrating Dauntless.

"C'mon Tris!" Christina shouts pulling me towards the wall with all the shops in it.

"Christina," I groan, "Why are we going shopping? I own clothes. Besides, I loathe shopping. You know that!"

"This is what you get for failing to tell me about you and Four!" I groan and allow myself to be drug to the shops. It isn't worth fighting.

After another hour and a half of shopping, Chris finally drags me towards the last store.

"Here we are! The last store." Christina says dragging me into the small store. I groan when I realize that it is the makeup store. She laughs. "You know, you act like I am dressing you for pageant. Before you say anything, if I was dressing you for a pageant, you would know. There would be much more shopping."

I roll my eyes and sit on the chair they have. She spends half an hour picking out the right colors and shades for all the tubes and pallets of makeup. When she finally finishes paying for everything, we walk back to the Initiate dorms with all of our bags. I have six bags; three with clothes, two with shoes and other accessories, and the other with the makeup Chris just bought.

"Chris, you do know it is one party and one me, right? Why do I need all these clothes and accessories and other stuff?" I ask picking up all the bags I just set on my bunk.

"Because. There will be other parties and other times and you can't wear the same thing each time. Besides, you need to impress Four. That's why you are wearing this tonight." She says as she pulls out the party dress we bought today. It is solid black with sequins on the bodice. It goes down a little past my knees and hangs loose around my legs. "Now go put on your short shorts and tank top. Come back and I will start on your hair and makeup because you are not allowed to put on your dress until after I am done with you."

"Christina, its only 5:30. It is way too early to start to get ready."

"No it's not. I have to get both of us ready. We might make it to the party on time," she says shooing me to go change. I comeback in my shorts and tank top. She motions for me to sit on my bed so she can do my hair. I sit down and she starts to work. By the time she is done, which is 30 minutes later, my hair is in soft curls down my back with some of the hair in front pulled back and pinned. "Now, it's time for makeup. And questions." Christina says pulling a stool in front of me to do my makeup. She finishes with my makeup and she hands me a mirror. I'm still not used to seeing my reflection, but I look anyway.

"Chris, you managed to make me look," I say trying to think of the right word to describe my face, "Pretty."

"I didn't do that. You are pretty. You just need to see it." I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Whatever. So, what are you wearing?"

"Oh! I am wearing this!" She screams ripping a dress out of one of her own bags. It is the mid-calf length black dress with red accents. She seems to have forgotten she was going to question me.

"Oh I love it! Did you buy it today?"

"Yeah. I got it when you were trying on your dress. Do you think Will is going to like it?"

"He better." She laughs and changes into similar undergarments as me. "Hold this so I can do my makeup." She hands me a small round mirror and starts to do her makeup. It takes her less than half the time it took to do my makeup to do her own.

"Hair, up or down?"

"How about pulling half up and leaving the rest down?" She grins.

"That is perfect!" She pulls the front of her hair up, smoothes it out, and ties it. I nod my approval as she hands me a black clutch with sequins on it, taking the black one with red lace over it. "Shall we go?" I ask.

"Yes, yes we shall. Now, you may think that I forgot about questions, but I didn't."

"Darn it, Chris. Let me guess you want to know about me and Four, don't you?" She nods vigorously and I start to explain.

"Well, we got together a couple of days ago. We have kissed, but that is all. That's pretty much it."

"Aw! You two are an adorable couple. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"We decided to keep it a secret, so that the other initiates wouldn't blame my rank on his favoritism."

"Well, I guess that means that I can't ask Four who his favorite initiate was tonight in Candor or Dauntless." We both laugh as we reach Zeke's apartment. "Ready?" Christina asks, her hand on the doorknob.

"Absolutely." She opens the door, and we walk into the apartment.

A/N- So, this is my first fan fiction. Please do not be harsh. Please review!

Peace out people of Earth and surrounding planets!

-TrueDivergentFan