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Tris' POV:

"Am I really that bad Tris?" Christina says teasingly with her hand over her heart.

"You sure are Chrissie."

Looks like it's definitely going to be a very long day, so much for a relaxing Friday night and simple weekend…

Unfortunately, everyone group outing is seen as an immediate opportunity for Christina to take me on a shopping trip. Here is thing you ought to know about me, I hate shopping, full stop. So as you can imagine, shopping with Christina has only ever fuelled my ongoing passion. Shopping trips generally consist of me begging for mercy after 6 hours of torturous searching through clothing racks and trying on clothes that I know I'll never buy, let alone wear.

"On another thought, scratch the idea of going to my place. You, my dear, are in a desperate wardrobe upgrade." Christina states pointedly. She pats my back before serving the next, awaiting customer.

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After yet another exhausting day of work at the Café all I feel like doing is returning home, to my apartment and sleeping. Christina on the other hand is determined to make my life into a living hell; her opinion will most definitely vary on that thought.

By the time we pull into the shopping centre parking lot, my heart is pounding against my chest. I release a sigh of relief as the car is finally put to a stop. This "eventful" driving experience has all but left me wondering how Christina passed her driving test. Though I do recall her telling me that after her 4th attempt at the test, they gave her a license based on pity, not ability.

"Earth to Tris, we need to get a move on it if we want to make it back to my apartment on time. Besides if my watch is serving me right, we only have four hours remaining to shop. Oh and just for the record Trissy, my driving is not that bad." Christina states simply, before climbing out of her car seat and shutting the door.

"What do you mean we 'only have four hours remaining', we are simply going into this shopping centre and finding one outfit and then getting out. That leaves you no time to hang around and get distracted Christina. We are here for one outfit and one outfit only." I reply, looking into Christina's eyes in a warning matter.

"Fine…"

We step into the shopping center and I can tell that Christina is immediately in "her zone". Within seconds I'm being dragged to some of Christina's favorite stores with clothes being thrown at me left right and cent re, all of which aren't fitting for my dress sense. Whilst we're looking through the clothing racks of Forever New I do however spot a dress that immediately catches my eye, a black laced mini dress which is ideal for tonight. I turn to see Christina behind me and looking at the same dress with a knowing smile.

"I think we've found your dress Tris! Now hurry and put it on so I can find you some matching heels and accessories." Christina takes the dress off the rack, practically throwing it at me in urgency.

I release a sigh as I trudge my way to the dressing rooms located at the back of the store. Once I finally zip the dress up, I glance at my reflection in the mirror out of pure curiosity and not vanity. I suppose I've never looked at myself in the mirror, properly for quite some time. My eyes travel the length of the mirror taking in my appearance with the dress, which just so happens to fit my figure perfectly, giving the illusion of curves even with my 'boyish' figure.

"Tris is everything alright in there? I've got you some shoes and a few accessories to try on with your outfit." Christina patiently asks.

"Yeah, I'm in the last dressing room." I reply as I wait for her to come into the dressing room.

"Now I think these shoes-"Christina lets out a gasp at my reflection in the mirror, "That dress looks like its fucking made for you Tris. Gosh I couldn't have chosen something better myself."

I release a laugh at Chris' reaction to my dress and happily accept the heels that will partner with the dress. They're just a simple pair of heels that are high enough to complete the dramatic flair and effect of the dress, yet small enough for me to still be able to walk and dance in. They are the perfect sized heel for someone as clumsy as I am… I then take the matching silver accessories and clutch with a grin, now I'm out of the way all the attention will be cast onto Christina whilst she looks for a dress.

-Page Break-

After purchasing my dress, it took another two excruciating hours of searching through clothing stores to find Christina's perfect dress for tonight. I have to admit though; the dress she has chosen is completely stunning for her personality and figure. Apparently we both decided to go with the whole little black dress scheme for tonight, considering both our dresses are black and very form fitting.

"Okay Tris, mission get ready for tonight has now commenced. I need you to first hop into the bath whilst I go and quickly shower in the guest bedroom and then set up the hair station. You have 10 minutes otherwise I will drag you out of that bath tub myself." Christina explains, much like a drill sergeant in my opinion.

"Sir, yes sir!" I reply in a teasing manner whilst dodging Christina's oncoming arm.

"What are you waiting for Prior?" Christina replies, in attempt to still her laughter.

-Page Break- (I'm not going to describe Tris having a bath, or anyone in that matter…)

Just as I'm stepping out of the comfort and warmth of my bath I hear an intense pounding on the door. "Tris you have 5 seconds to be out of that shower before I come in and drag you out myself."

Any normal person would assume that Christina was only joking; however from personal experience I can assure you that she's being completely and utterly serious. With a deep sigh, I wrap my black silk robe loosely around my figure and toss my hair into a towel to dry. As I duck into the bedroom to resume with getting ready for tonight, it seems that Christina is just finishing up with setting up the make-up vanity and warming up the straightener. Once Christina notices my presence she indicates for me to sit down in one of her black, plush chairs which are aligned perfectly with the vanity and mirror.

"So I'm thinking for your hair to just to keep it simple yet sexy with loose curls and a half up do. Then with your make up, I want to make your eyes really stand out so definitely Smokey eyes." I learnt a while ago that it is honestly just best to let Christina do what she pleases in terms of hair and make-up.

"Alright Christina I think I trust you to not make me look like some sleazy stripper." Christina seems to laughs off my above statement; however I swiftly meet her eyes in the mirror and give her a knowing look as a formality to reinstate my words.

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After three excessive and grueling hours later, Christina has finally completed my look for tonight and is now in return preparing for herself.

"Uh Chris, what time are we supposed to be meeting Will for tonight?" I say, holding up my phone to emphasize the time.

"Shit! Tris we're already 20 minutes late." Before I can simply utter a single word, Christina grabs my hand and the next thing I know we're running down flights of stairs in our heels, looking like a couple of crazy people.

"Gee thanks for warning me Chris." I state once we're finally sitting in a cab and I'm finally able to catch my breath.

"Hey! It wasn't that bad… Besides, you only fell over a few times, and it's not like anyone got seriously injured." Christina smiles at me momentarily to which I jokingly smack her on the back of the head in reply to.

"I believe this is your stop?" The cab driver glances back at the two of us with a small chuckle.

As I am paying for the cab driver, Christina steps into line for the club. I make sure to give the driver a generous tip considering the fact he had to put up with an insane Christina for nearly half an hour. By the time I've finished paying and am able to spot Chris amongst the crowds of people, we are nearly at the front of the line.

"Did you text Will to let him know that we're finally here and mostly alive?"

"Mostly?"

"Yeah well, I'm almost positive that my feet are just about ready to drop off from being in these shoes." I reply grimly as I glance at my blistering feet.

"Very funny and yes I did, he's sitting at the bar with the rest of the guys."

"The guys? Christina you never mentioned anyone else to me, let along other guys… Wait! This isn't some plan to set me up is it Chris? You know how this always ends up."

"I didn't? Sorry must have slipped my mind." Christina shrugs her shoulders at me before holding up her ID card. I frown at her before doing the same with my own. As I hold up my ID card, the Bouncer looks at me questionably before letting us through. I generally get that a lot considering I have the frame of a 12 year old and not a lot going on in terms of "curves" and my cup size.

As we walk through the crowds of people lining the dance floor, I struggle to keep steady as we're roughly knocked and shoved about. Luckily Christina soon recognises Will so we're quickly heading into his direction. They greet each other with a deep, lingering kiss to which I'm not exactly sure how to react to. I decide to just awkwardly stand to the side as they finish their greeting.

Chris seems to then notice my discomfort and indicates for me to step forward to meet the infamous Will.

"Tris this is Will, my boyfriend and Will this is Tris, my amazing best friend." I nod at him in greeting before he then begins introducing us to all his mates and their dates.

"Those two lovers to your right are Zeke and Shauna. Next to them is Zeke's younger brother, Uriah and his girlfriend Marlene, then there is also Four in the corner and may I just add that he is indeed single."

Will winks at me and I can't help but blush at that last statement. However at the mention of Four and Zeke I can't help wonder if it could be coffee shop Four and Zeke, I mean seriously, what are the odds of another person being called Four who just happens to live within the same area? My theory is indeed correct as I'm once again lost in the familiar, deep set of dark blue eyes.

"Well fancy seeing you two ladies again, especially you Tris. Did you know that Four over here wouldn't stop talking about you?"