This is not a Truth or Dare fic nor is it a Would You Rather or a Bed, Wed, or Dead or whatever other game they'd end up playing in here. It's really only going to be brief just to show some of the fun, irresponsible stuff they do.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Divergent Trilogy. It belongs to Veronica Roth. If it did belong to me then Lynn, Uriah, and Marlene would still be alive.
Warning: Slightly sexual scenes but nothing too much.
Lynn's Point of View
After I was sure I had enough layers on, I walked out my apartment and over to Will's since his was right next to me. He obviously didn't have enough so I instructed him to go back and put on more. While he was putting more on, Uriah walked over and we both waited for Will patiently. When he came out, I looked at Uriah, silently asking him if he thought Will had enough. He shrugged and nodded. So together we walked all the way over to Christina's apartment. She obviously got the 'lots of layers' memo and so together the four of us walked silently. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Will connect hands with Christina and figured they were a couple.
By the time we got to Tris' apartment, Marlene was already there waiting at the door. When she saw us, she smiled broadly and waved. Tris opened the door seconds later and we sent her right back in. How come it was the candor who was the only one able to follow clear instructions? When she came back, she was wearing a lot more layers.
We began our journey to Zeke's apartment which is where all the parties are held. Uri, Mar, and I talked while the other three talked. It was kind of awkward if you asked me but ignored it. Instead I turned to my friends and started a conversation about our new jobs.
It had always been a dream of ours for us to be Dauntless members. In fact, at age six, we made a pact to stay in Dauntless and when the Choosing Ceremony came. I was relieved to find out we all stuck by it.
Our conversation was short because we had arrived at Zeke's apartment in a matter of minutes. We walked right in, not even bothering to knock. Zeke always left his door unlocked for parties so anyone could show up. But of course, as soon as we walked in the only people we saw were of course Zeke, Shauna, and Lauren but Four as well. When Zeke threw parties he always held a before party instead of an after party.
The before party was basically his closest friends getting together to play some random game to let loose before the actual party started an hour later and before people came piling in. I walked over to the refreshments table. Might as well enjoy myself before I'm forced into becoming serious as a Dauntless leader. I took a sip of the drink, relishing in the burning sensation in my throat before walking back over to the group.
"Alright, gather around," called the eldest Pedrad brother. We all sat in a circle. "Tonight's game is Truth or Dare. Now just in case you transfers don't know what that is, I'll explain." He smirks at the three transfers who shrink back slightly. "Someone asks you truth of dare, if you refuse to do the dare or answer the question you must remove an article of clothing. Shoes, socks, and jewelry do not count."
Tris, Christina, and Will all turned towards the three of us and mouthed theirs thanks.
"Now, hmm . . . Marlene you can go first."
Marlene's eyes scanned the group before falling on Will. "Erudite, truth or dare?"
Will sighed, "I have a name and truth I guess."
I swear Uriah muttered 'pansycake' under his breath.
"Don't care. What's the most embarrassing thing you've done in Erudite?"
He paled considerably. "Well I was in the library when I was thirteen and there was this shelf that I was trying to get a really big book off but instead it came tumbling down on top of me and I fell, knocking over more shelves."
Marlene blinked. "That's the most embarrassing thing you've done?" Will nodded and Marlene mouthed 'wow.' "Well then. Your life was boring. Anyway it's your turn to pick."
And of course the little shit had to look in my direction. "Lynn, truth or dare?" I wasn't really in the mood to get up, so I shrugged and picked truth. Uriah just had to mutter that wretched word. So I planned on getting back at him.
"How old were you when you last peed your pants?" I eyed the Erudite. That was a strange question.
I pondered this. "Seven. I didn't want to use the school bathrooms because they were completely disgusting so I held it in and ended up peeing myself."
"I remember that," Uriah exclaimed grinning. It was my turn to pick. I didn't even ask him what he chose because he always chose dare.
"I dare you to admit you're a pansycake," I smirk. Ooh's echo through the room as Uriah gapes at me. He takes off his shirt revealing his undershirt. "So you are a pansycake?"
"No," he protests.
"If you had said it, you would've proven that you weren't a pansycake." He glares at me and I stare back. This was going to be fun.
After the hour was up, everybody was left in only one layer of clothing. As soon as people arrived, the music started and people flocked towards the refreshment table like the alcoholics they are. I of course began downing drinks myself. Being a Dauntless leader might stop me from being able to do things like this again and I wanted to savor it.
At first, I just stood around talking to people I hadn't talk to in a while then the alcohol started to set in. I ended up chatting with people I didn't even recognize and before I knew it, I was dancing with random guys but the alcohol stopped me from caring. I didn't even care when one of the guy's—a very handsome, raven haired, green eyed guy—crashed his lips to mine. Nope, instead I shrugged it off and kissed him back. He was a really good kisser. I even managed to ignore the fact that both of our lips tasted like cheap vodka. All I focused on was the way our lips moved in sync and how his hands gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer as if he was afraid that I'd let go of him. Well if he was then his fear came true because I pulled away and told him I was going to go refill my cup. I briefly relished in how unkempt his hair was due to my hands frantically running through it and how his clothes were crumpled from how close we were. I didn't have that problem because I was only in pants and a tank top. But what really caught my attention was how swollen his lips were from the intense kissing and small bites.
I walked over to the table and was about to refill my cup when I decided against it. I was already pretty tipsy. There was no need in me getting completely drunk, I'd only end up doing something I'd severely regret. Instead I walked back over to the crowd but I didn't walk back over to Jace—at least I thought that's what his name was. It could've been Jared or Jamie or whatever. Before I could go find someone else to hang out with, I was stopped by a blonde guy with amber like brown eyes. He was smiling confidently. It was then that I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt, showing off his perfectly tone six pack. I decided I was really going to like dancing with him.
"I'm Coren," he introduced as he pulled me further into the crowd of people.
"Lynn," I smirked as we started to dance.
"You seem like my type of girl," he gave me a flirtatious smile and I was briefly reminded of Marlene.
"What a coincidence," I raised my voice over the sound of the music. "You don't really seem like my kind of guy."
He laughed. "Okay, I see," his eyes sparkled with mirth. "You like to play. No, I'm not looking for a relationship just a girl to hang out with possibly make out with. I just got over a break up and I'm looking for someone to help me take my mind off of if."
I shrugged. "Guess I am your type of girl," with that I pressed my lips to his. He wrapped his arms around me as our tongues battled for dominance. I ran my hand through his hair as he ran his hands on my curves and up and down my back. He gripped my butt and I gasped giving him entrance. His tongue explored my mouth and he smirked into the kiss. Well if he was going to play dirty then so would I. I ran my hand against his abs and he groaned as I ground my hips against his. I didn't plan on going far and I knew he didn't either. We were grinding to the music, gripping at each other trying to best the other while ignoring everyone else there and I loved every moment of it. It felt free and dangerous as well as forbidden. Three of my favorite things.
Before I knew it, I was being lifted up by my thighs and my back was being pressed against the wall as his lips touched at my neck. I moaned and gripped his shoulders as he found my soft spot and began to suck. But as soon as if started, it stopped. He pulled away and set me down before sending me a smirk, "Nice meeting you, Lynn." And then he was gone, leaving me wondering what in hell just happened.
In that moment, I decided it would be best if I was drunk. Because right now, everything was just too confusing and too much for sober me to handle. I walked back over to the table but stopped when a scene caught my attention.
An obviously drunk Marlene was being led away by a very obviously sober guy that looked to be in his twenties who was gazing at Marlene with a lecherous gaze as she giggled uncontrollably. I clenched my teeth in anger, the little bastard was trying to take advantage of her.
I quickly made my way over and pushed the guy out the way and grabbed Marlene's arm, leading her away from him. The guy placed an iron grip on my shoulder and glared at me. "Hey, what's your problem?"
If we got into a fight, he'd have an advantage as he was completely sober and I was very tipsy but I didn't care. This guy was trying to take advantage of my best friend and I'd rip him to pieces if I had to. "What's my problem? My problem is that some perv is trying to take advantage of a sixteen year old girl!"
Before he could say anything else, I pulled Mar away. Thankfully he didn't protest this time. Mar giggled as she leaned on me, "Lynn," was all she managed to get out.
I ignored her and continued to pull her away with a lot of difficulty. By the time I managed to pull her out of the crowd and out of Zeke's apartment, I was practically dragging her against the stone ground while ignoring both her and her incoherent speech as well as the burning, tingly feeling in the back of my head threatening to pull me in. I was really starting to regret drinking anything.
I looked down at her giggling figure. "You can't weigh more than one-twenty, right?"
"What?" She looked at me strangely. I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder and she let out a yelp. She pounded on my back relentlessly but it didn't affect me as her blows were soft due to her drunken state.
We managed to make it back to my apartment and I walked unto my room, setting her down gently on my bed. She tried to get back up but I pushed her down and brought the covers up to her neck. "Go to sleep," I commanded softly. Her eyes slowly drifted shut and I walked out, glancing at her one more time before shutting the door. I grabbed some more blankets and set up a makeshift bed on my couch.
I stared up at the ceiling and thought about the long day ahead of me until my eyes began to drift shut as well.
