Heyo! I'm sort of bored here. And listening to American Idiot by Green Day... so it got me thinking... Dauntless Idiot. Obvious who it is about right? Maybe not. I'm so sneaky! Not really. Truth or Dare. Yup.

TRIS POV

I glanced at my watch. I swallowed the rest of my muffin hurriedly; I was already late. I jumped up off of my bed and raced down the hall, people getting out of my way quickly. I was looking at the time when I slammed into a wall. Except wall's weren't so hot. I looked up. Four. Tobias. I smiled at him.

"Here." I said.

"Tris!" I heard Uriah shout. In my ear.

"Shut up!" I said, after calming my heart speed from him surprising me like that.

"Sorry." Uriah came into view. "I'm bored. What are y'all up to?"

"Well. We were just going to go look around the shops." Tobias said, looking at Uriah.

"Boring. You guys are no fun! Stop being like your Stiff-y selves!" He complained tugging on my arm.

Christina was walking down the hall. She smiled and waved at us, heading over.

"What's happening?" She asked. Her hair had grown past her chin, to her shoulders. How had I not noticed?

"Debating on what to do." Tobias sighed.

"Truth or Dare! We did it back in Candor. It was fun." Christina said, grinning. "Penalty for not answering, or not doing a dare is... taking hot sauce shots."

"Hey!" Zeke waved from down the hall. "What are y'all doing?" He said, walking up.

"Playing truth or dare." Uriah replied, opening a door and sitting on the ground. "Who's first?"

"Me!" Christina squealed. "Tris, truth or dare?"

"Ah.." I frowned. "Dare." I looked at her.

"I dare you... to go up to someone in the hall and sing them a random version of 'Call Me Maybe.'" Christina grinned.

"But.. I only know the one you told me!" I protested, my face flushed red.

"Go!" Christina smiled.

I got to my feet and put my head in my hands, then looked up as I walked out the door. I saw Peter alone in the hall. No! I walked over.

"Hey I just met you!" I started.

"Stupid Stiff." Peter looked at me.

"And I think you like me!"

"No."

"So get in the van!"

"What?"

"Cause I have candy!"

"Weird."

"Hey I just met you!"

"Stalker."

"And this is creepy!"

"No duh!"

"But here's my address!"

"Nope."

"So call me maybe!"

"Stiff."

"Hey I just met you!"

"Shut up."

"And I have candy!"

"You said that."

"So just shut up!"

"No thanks."

"And get in the van."

"What van?"

"Hey I just met you!"

"Stiff."

"And this is normal."

"No it isn't Stiff."

"But I have a pencil!"

"Okay."

"So stab you maybe!" I finished and raced back into the room, a confused and annoyed Peter behind.

"Tris!" Uriah was laughing on the ground. "Where did you learn that?"

"Forget it." I groaned. "Now, Uriah, truth or dare?"

"Truth." He said.

"Pansycake!" Zeke grinned.

"What is your biggest fear?" I asked.

Uriah scowled and got up, downing a fourth of a cup of hot sauce, mixed with vinegar, mixed with pepper seeds.

"Christina, truth or dare."

"Hm... Dare." She glanced at Uriah.

"Alright. I dare you to let Tris do your hair and makeup." Uriah grinned. "And Tris has to use all of the types of makeup."

I groaned and grabbed Christina's hand, leading her to her room. She sat on her bed and I stared down at the makeup before me. This purple stuff goes on her eyes right? I put it on, grinning as I accidentally smeared it on her forehead when she sneezed. I grabbed the lipstick and put it on her, messing up at the corners of her mouth. I put the blush on her, then got her eyeliner out. I laughed as I messed up completely. Then I moved onto her hair. Since I didn't really know many hairstyles, I just did a bunch of small braids trailing down the sides. We walked back.

The room fell silent. Uriah burst out laughing and fell on the floor.

"You look like a clown!" Uriah screeched.

"You sound like a dying pig!" Christina shot back. "Okay so...Four. T or D?"

"Truth."

"Laame. Hm... What's the weirdest thing about Tris? To you, at least."

"Her nose."

"Hey!" I shouted.

All right. Tell me if I should continue pleaasse?