A/N: Here's Chapter 2! Haven't updated lately or quickly because I have SCHOOL. Ahuhuhu.
Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent.
Christina's POV:
I ran into a slim figure, blonde, not pretty, not ugly, with piercing blue eyes.
"You ready?" I asked.
"Eager."
"You're such a liar." I said, barging into her. It's soft enough to be a joke, but a little harder.
Marlene's shop was peculiar. Half of the room was black, like, Dauntless black, with paintball guns mounted on the walls, pistols dangling from the ceiling, and a blood red carpet.
Creepy.
The other side was creepier. It was a blinding white color, and flowers hung from the walls, ceilings, everywhere. A transparent white cloth draped over the ceiling, like a banner. In the middle of the white and the black part, there was a desk. And sitting by that desk was Marlene.
She had her hair in a bun, trying to be tidy. Sadly, it didn't work. Papers lay cluttered all around her table, the sound of her typing on the computer was like mice scuttling across the room in search of cheese, her hair was messy and it looked a little… oily.
"Damn, Marlene." Tris said, scratching her head in confusion.
"Oh!" Marlene's head popped up from behind the computer. "Hello, Tris. Hi, Christina."
She stood up, holding a bunch of papers. There were drawings of wedding dresses, small and big, black and white, green and pink, that sort of thing.
"So… whatcha doin' here?" Tris and I looked at each other gleefully. Marlene looked shocked.
"Ohmygod. I knew about you Tris, but you, Christina?"
"What?" I asked defensively.
"I feel so… happy for you two." Marlene said nervously.
"What?" Tris asked, astounded, obviously.
"I knew TRIS was off, but…"
"Whoa dur, Marlene. Tris is getting married to Four, me to Will."
"Oh! Yes, ya, I knew that." She refused to look at us. Something glinted in my eye. Shiny. Marlene was wearing a ring with an amethyst encrusted in the middle.
"Oh my god, Marlene! You're getting married to…" a figure emerged from the shadows, with tanned skin, not as tanned as mine, shaggy black hair and a mischievous smile. Cute.
"URIAH?!" Tris exclaimed. Marlene covered her mouth to cover up her giggling.
"Yup." Uriah said, picking up Marlene in his arms- bridal-style.
"Uriah!" Marlene exclaimed.
"What?" he said, giggling.
"I'm pretty sure Tris and Christina have some plans to attend to, Uriah!" Marlene said, chuckling.
"Oh." He put her down. She straightened her black pencil skirt.
"So… venues and dates." She said, dotting down some notes.
"I want a black and white wedding with some blue flowers, that sort of thing." Will used to be Erudite, and I used to be Candor.
"Faction before blood!" Uriah said in a sing-song voice. I chuckled.
"How about you Tris?" I asked Tris.
"I want my dress to be greyish, and Four's tux to be greyish too. Tablecloths and chairs, black. Dauntless black. Floral arrangements- the flowers have to be pastel pink. "
"Whoa." I said in awe. Tris has been thinking about this for a long time.
"Whoa there, you two. Venues and dates."
"I want a garden wedding," I said, frowning. "But we're in a dark pit."
"Oh! Eric has a smuggled garden patch, somewhere. Hid it pretty well. I mean, how can you hide a garden?" Marlene blabbed.
"Wow." I said in awe. Marlene smiled.
"How about dates?" Marlene asked. It was my turn to go first.
"Will and I want our wedding to be after the next initiation."
"Wow, what a coincidence! Four and I want it at that time too!"
"Well it's settled then." I said, my head high.
"I'm going to have my wedding first!" We said in unison.
A/N: Any suggestions? Suggestions, flames, and kind fluffy comments are accepted. Please review! Will post new chapter VERY soon.
-K