Hey! first fanfic, so comments needed! Tris x Tobias, Marlene x Uriah, Will x Christiana, Shauna x Zeke

"YO! YO! YO, YOU! TRIS! CHRISTIANA! DON'T MAKE ME GO IN THERE! GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF THERE!"

I feel my face heat up, and turn towards Christiana in a silent cry that hopefully she'll understand. Unfortunately, she doesn't get that I want to get the heck out of this bra/underwear store, I don't want to be here, especially with Zeke yelling at us through the door of the girls changing room section. Either she's ignoring me, or she's ignoring Zeke. Or she needs a hearing aid.

"OK! Give us a second!" I yell back, though not nearly as loud.

"Christiana, please! Let's go! WE already have like 5 sets each, we can come back later!" I hiss at her. "We've been here for at least 3 hours! For underclothes! Seriously! Let's go!" I'm trying to pull her out, but she isn't budging.

"Tris, we need to try on the last pair! Then we can go!" Christiana whines. God, how'd I get sucked into this trip?

"Fine but you need to tell Ze-" I try to say.

"10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! I'M COMING IN!" With that Zeke barges in, earning a chorus of screams from the girls, grabs our arms, drags us to the register pays (through our points, of course), winks at the cashier, then drags us to his apartment.

"ZEKE! WE NEED TO CHANGE FIRST!" Christiana yells at him.

"Fine! Don't break my hearing, I need that! He lets go of our arms, then continues on his way to his apartment. "If you aren't there in 20, I'm coming in, half dressed or not!" He disappears around the corner.

"Um, why do we need to change? I thought it was a kick back," I turn and look at her, but she grabs me and takes off towards her room. "Christiana!"

"Well, it's Zeke, so no matter what party, there'll be truth or dare. So we need layers!" She squeals. The fact that we need layers of clothing scares me, and I'm not quite sure about this anymore.

"Um, why do we need layers?" I ask, hoping his apartment is just cold, but for some reason, that doesn't sound logical.

"'Cause of the rule! If you don't do a dare, you have to take off a piece of clothing, though not socks or shoes!" She seems unreasonably happy about this rule, but I don't ask. I never do when it comes to Christiana.

-TIME SKIP-

I push the door open, to be hit with the smell of alcohol and, oddly, OJ. Then I see the empty carton of OJ next to Uriah, and somehow I just know that they dared him to mix alcohol with OJ and drink it.

"Finally! The princesses made it! Papa squat, and let join the games!" Zeke says, grinning evilly. Well, looks like the games have begun.