Well hello there! So this is my old story (first 2 chapters are different cus I couldnt find them but I re-wrote them to the best of my memory). I'm sorry for deleting it, I was going through a really hard time and decided I didnt want a single piece of me left out there, but thankfully I've gotten alot better and that brings us to me deciding (actually more like boyfriend "encouraging" aka forcing me) to get back into writing, which I think I needs to start with giving you guys the story that tens of thousands of you guys didnt seem to hate. Honestly, hearing from you guys and having you there for me was the best support system I have ever had (other than boyfriend and cat and food, because... y'know, you guys can't cuddle and feed me nutella over the internet), and knowing that people actually liked what I was writing with your reviews and messages was what kept me going. I've started another fan fic about the Throne of Glass series and theres a long story about why thats so delayed rn but I'll explain that in that story's next A/N. Hope you guys enjoy and I'll keep rambling at the bottom. BYYYEEEEEE

(Tris)

I stared. She stared back. She looked… well she looked beautiful. The girl standing before me wore a black as night dress that showed off curves that she was still getting used to, however little they may be. The dark fabric clung to her petite waist and came up to curve over her new found chest, her blonde hair resting on her bare collar bones freckled with black birds and shoulders that were now toned from fighting exposed. long skirt just brushing the ground like a glassy river running over rocks at with the moon shinning down into the water.

She had somehow grown into her features, her nose changing from beak-like into a something that conveyed that she had left behind the young girl she had once been. Her cheeks had gone from gaunt and hollow to striking, with prominent lines and a rosy glow. Most of all, her eyes the greys and blues no longer drowned her face into a bland, insectile stare, but instead the silver speckles in them shone and brought out her smile, the blue reminiscent of the sky when a storm was on its way.

"Hello, earth to Tris" Christina says impatiently, snapping her fingers in front of my fack, pulling me out of my stare into the fitting room mirror.

"Yeah, sorry… Um, what did you say?" I mumble, turning to see her rolling her eyes.

"I asked you what you think" She says, flicking me in the arm as she stepped up behind me, fiddling with pins and swooshing the skirt of the dress this and that way.

"It's…" I paused, searching for words, "It's beautiful."

She smiles to herself, proud of her handiwork, and rightfully so. The dauntless ball is one of the biggest faction events that we have. Every year the members of dauntless gets dressed up and transform the pit into a ballroom of sorts in celebration of the new members. Gif it weren't for Christina, I would be going in my training gear, which -especially as a first year Dauntless- would result in a major ass kicking most likely. This was the third time I've seen my dress. The first was when we first came here and Christina chose it out, the second was when the dauntless lady fitted it for me, being fairly careless where she stuck the needles, and today, the final fitting before the ball.

"I can't wait to see Four's reaction, he'll probably tear that thing right off of you the second he lays eyes on you." Christina coos.

I shift uncomfortably, the hem of my dress catching under my foot.

"For god's sake," Christina mumbles, catching my arm before I fall on my ass, "I guess if talking bout that boy in the sac makes you this weak at the knees he MUST be good" She smirked, straightening my dress in the mirror of the dress shop.

I curse my self for blushing at wracked my brain for a conversation topic but came up blank, my panicked eyes meeting her suspicious squint in the mirror.

"Oh come on Tris," she says, rolling her eyes, "there is no way you can make me believe that boy is not as amazing in bed as he is on the eyes."

"Hey! Watch it, he's taken." I say, pinching her arm, desperately thinking of how to steer this conversation elsewhere, but coming up empty handed.

She goes to slap my hand but we both know I'm too swift for her, sidestepping her and letting her fall onto her knees. She turns, peering up at me with attempt at puppy dog eyes.

"Pleeeaaaase I need some detail, otherwise you're just being mean," She begs, her hands clasped together, "at least tell me how big."

She took her two pointer fingers and started slowly drawing them further apart from each other. When her fingers were 8 inches apart and her jaw was on the floor I realized what she was doing and shuddered, staring at the ceiling.

"Well I'll never be able to call him four again" She murmurs under her breath, standing back up.

"No, it's not like that…" I say, looking around the room for anything at all that could distract her.

"I swear, if its not like THAT then I'll have to kill you myself and get me some Four action." She exclaims, ignoring my growl.

"Just… Maybe consider not opening your mouth. Like, ever again." I say pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Well if things keep going this way I might just have to start opening my mouth even wider for that bo-" She says, but I whip around.

"WE HAVENT HAD SEX" I snap, instantly regretting it.

"Oh my god," Christina whispers, her hands going to her mouth and her eyes instantly filled with pity, "is…. is he gay?". I've never heard her sound more scared.

I roll my eyes, clicking my tongue. "No you idiot." Instantly I see her relax. "I'm just… Doing that is… Intimacy is part of my fear landscape." I mumble, watching her eyes try to hide her astonishment.

"Wow" is all she seems able to come up with.

"Yeah."

A/N

So I hope you guys liked that re-creation of chapter 1, I think that was kinda the premise of the chapter... Also, as I'm re-reading this old story I'm realizing it is pretty rough, so I may go in and tweak bits but it will still be 2014 me's writing cus aint no body got time fo that. Chapter 2 will be posted some time tomorrow then I'll try to get a posting schedule going with this and my other story. I know I kinda went off the rail and very MIA so if you guys want to know anything regarding all that let me know. Also, side note (I know, crazy, I never side note): I would just like to give a shout out to all the significant others who let their other take naps on them, because we've been in this fucking airport for 12 hours now but I've been asleep for ten and boyfriend hauled some serious ass when I woke up because I guess he needed to pee. Snaps to that boy he the real MVP. Makes my day when I get reviews and messages from you guys because it shows me that you actually exist and want me to keep writing. I'm always around to talk so please dont hesitate to ask me anything, you guys were there for me and I'll always do my best to be there for you. I'm gunna go scavenge for food, if you don't hear from me in the next 48 hours assume I've either fallen asleep on boyfriend again or I starved. Love you guys, let me know what you think and what changes you want made to the story 3