Hi everyone! I've been reading truth or dare stories quite a lot, so my friends and I decided to write this story. This story isn't wholly written by me. My friend who likes to go under the name 'chocolatefreak' added quite a bit to it. Also my other three friends have helped a great deal. They don't have accounts on this site so this story is posted under my account.

Also, the next few chapters are already written so the updates will be regular. A chapter a week…Let the story begin!

Tris's POV

"Aaaaagghhh!" I woke up to the sound of a terrible, awful, blood-curdling scream. "What is it? What is it! Has someone been stabbed in the eye with a butter knife again?!" I shouted startled.

"No, no! Zeke invited us to play truth or dare!"

"It's too early in the morning!" I complain. "What is truth or dare anyway?" Coming from abnegation, I have almost no idea about the games other factions play. Playing games were always considered self-indulgent there.

Christina sighs. "It's not 'early in the morning' it's almost noon! And as for truth or dare, it's a game. Basically, someone spins a bottle and the spinner asks the person it lands on 'truth or dare'. If they choose truth, they have to answer a question truthfully and if they choose dare; they have to do a dare. If you want to forfeit, you have to take off a layer of clothing. Hence, the dressing in layers." She explains patiently. By this time, I'm dressed in the clothes Christina has laid out for me. Black jeans, a tube top and a jacket, socks and sneakers.

"Now come on." Christina says tugging on my hand.

"Race you there!" I say, sprinting off. We arrive at Zeke's place a few minutes later sweaty and laughing. Marlene, Uriah, Lynn and Shauna are already there. The latter was lying on the couch and looking away in disgust as the others try to cram muffins in their mouth and talk at the same time.

"Hey guys." I say as we sit down beside them. Uriah starts up some weird trick that involves a burning muffin with a pencil pierced through balanced on the tip of a knife. He does alright for a few minutes until he sneezes. The entire thin falls down.

"Ugh! I almost broke my record!" Uriah says while Marlene and Lynn laugh.

"So who else is coming?" Christina asks.

"Just a couple of people." Zeke answers. "Will and Four have to come." I suddenly feel a strange bubbly feeling inside me. Everything seems brighter, happier, and warmer? 'That's strange' I think when I get a whiff of smoke.

"Er, Uriah, you know that the rug's on fire right?" Lynn says slowly.

"Hey! That's my new rug!" Zeke complains.

"I'll get the water." Shauna says running to the kitchen.

"It's just a rug and it's on FIRE…" Sang Marlene. Lynn looks mildly irritated as Uriah joins in. Shauna runs back in and throws most of the water onto the rug, and then she dumped the remaining in Uriah.

"What! What'd you do that for?" Uriah spluttered clearly very annoyed.

"Oh I am so sorry." Shauna says with an obviously fake 'innocent smile'. "Did I spill water on you?"

"Ugh!" Uriah starts to wipe himself with Marlene's cushion.

"Hey!" She grabs it back. There is a knock on the door. "Come in!" Zeke calls out. The knock was repeated. "Tris, can you open the door, it's probably Four." I jump up and open it.

Four's POV

I knock on the door once. No answer. So I knock again. Still no answer. I raise my hand to knock for the third time when it opens. Tris stands there. 'When did Zeke get to know her?' I wonder. I smirk as I step in. "What's a stiff doing, playing truth or dare?"

"Even stiffs need to have some fun." She says before stalking off and sitting down between Christina and Uriah. I feel a twinge of jealousy and guilt. Did I hurt her feelings?

"Come on guys, only Will's not here and it's getting late." Zeke says setting down a big bowl of popcorn on Shauna's lap, steering clear of the smouldering rug.

"Oooh popcorn!" Marlene squeals, grabbing a handful.

"Sit down Four." Zeke says.

"Um, wouldn't it be better if we sat on the ground?" I say hoping to sit next to Tris.

"Er, yeah but in case you haven't noticed, there's a smokin' rug there." Shauna's says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"So? Move it." I say rolling my eyes. Tris giggles. 'Uncharacteristic' I think. "What's so funny?"

"It's good to see you in non-instructor mode." Tris says. I smile.

"Okay, now can we move the bloody rug away and get on with the stupid game!" Christina yells impatiently. Zeke and I move the rug away. We sit on the floor in a circle. (Uriah, Tris, Christina, Shauna, Zeke, Me, Lynn, Marlene, Uriah) I'm opposite Tris!

"Okay, so who's spinning first?" Lynn asks looking around expectantly.

"Me!" Uriah shouts, spinning the bottle energetically. It spins and spins and spins and spins etc. Five minutes later it stops, landing on…

To be continued…