Divergent- Alternate ending

by opticlops

This is an alternate ending to the book divergent. Some of it will follow the story lines, most parts wont. This will take place right after the second stage ranking, when Tris is rejected by her friends. There will be some truth and dare, some love and fluff and some new characters. Fourtris forever!

2. Chapter 2

Tris POV

I'm almost having second thoughts after seeing some of the stuff Uriah bought. Everything from paintballs that smell like rotten fish, to lacy thongs, to a dog collar and leash. We stopped at a couple clothing stores along the way, just to pick up some extra clothes, like Uriah suggested.

We were walking up the steep stairs to the pit, heading off to a glass building along the side when I realized I had no idea where we were going "Uriah, where are we headed?" I ask slowly looking around. There were doors along every so often with numbers on them.

"The party is at my brothers place" Uriah calls over his shoulder, before stopping dead in his tracks and looks at the three of us over his shoulder, inspecting us up and down. "Hmm…" his eyes stop dead on me, inspecting me over, inch by inch. "Lynn, Marlene" he says turning to them " I think we need to stop and take a pit break and get her party ready" nodding towards me.

Lynn scowls, my stomach feels like it's dropped, but Marlene's eyes brighten "I have the perfect idea for you!" she squeaks with excitement. She looks pleadingly at Lynn, who rolls her eyes and pouts, for a second, but then retorts "Guess were stopping at Shauna's first"

By the time everybody was done with me, I was sore and scowling. They wouldn't let me look in the mirror until we got to the party, so I had no idea if I had clown makeup on my face.

As we got closer to the door, I could hear the pounding of music. I suddenly started feeling extremely nervous again, and wiped my shaky hands on my sweater. 'Deep breath' I scold myself ' You are going to be fine'

Uriah opens the door, letting the loud music and the sharp smell of alcohol wash over me. Lynn pushes me in from behind and I'm surrounded in a crowd of people, dancing, singing and drunk. I spy something brown and leather at the other end, looking to be a couch. I start weaving my way through the crowd, so I can just sit down and figure out what I'm going to do here. I suddenly stop, when I see who is sitting there, sipping on a beer and laughing loudly with Zeke, looking calm and relaxed.

Four.

I suddenly don't think I'm going to survive this night after all.