Hey guys, so I collaborated with my friend wonderful nina and we both wrote the story and she also edits what I write. Enjoy and leave reviews~
also: characters are veronica roths ideas are mine and some parts may be based of divergent
-Ali
Chapter Four (ahaha get it? lol now continue reading):
After Christina dragged me out of the bathroom, we went back to our dorms and I explained everything. How I felt about Four, how it started, everything. We stayed there for a while afterwards, and when it was time for curfew we both went to bed.
The next morning, Christina decides to wake me up with a bucket of ice water.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" I scream. I bolt up and glare at Christina's smug face. She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms across her chest.
"Tris, don't be so dramatic. Now get dressed. We're going somewhere special." I groan, knowing she was planning something I wasn't going to like. I get up and dress in a pair of dark jeans that is a tad too big for me and a comfortable t-shirt. Christina looks me up and down when I step out. She sighs and wrinkles her nose. "Don't you have anything a bit more... nicer looking?"
I frown and look down at my outfit. "Why? What's wrong with this? It's comfortable and it fits."
Christina rolls her eyes and grabs me by the arm. "Even more of a reason why we're going shopping. " I gape.
"C'mon, do you think Four is gonna fall for you in this?" she gestures.
I groan as she drags me to the Pit. I sulk and sit down as Christina hits every store, trying to find something for me to wear. She runs around and comes back with at least 10 different outfits and 4 pairs of shoes. She shoves the clothing in my arms and pushes me into a dressing room.
"Do I have to do this?" I yell.
"Do you want your prince charming?" I can imagine she's grinning.
I sigh and give in, bracing myself. I stare at each of the outfits, noticing the shimmering silks and denim. I never actually had nice clothes in Abnegation. Mostly gray t-shirts and loose jeans. Staring at these now make me feel...almost overwhelmed...
I put on the first dress, which is a green strapless that is supposed to curve around my figure. Lucky me, it's two sizes too big and seems to sag on my body. The second isn't much better, and although it fits, it's too...revealing. After a dozen more of these hit-and-misses, and hours more of Christina going back and forth to return the dresses she just bought, we finally agree on three outfits that I can pull off. One of them is a sleeveless black, grey, and white dress that goes up to mid-thigh. Another is a deep blue strapless, the same color as his eyes and it's cross-stitched with bone-white buttons. Both of them are covered in a black, curling, sweeping design that leaves me constantly staring at them. We also bought a black cami and dark skinny jeans with a pair of combat boots, and two pairs of high heels for the other dresses. I have to admit that the last outfit is pretty killer.
Around midday we head back to the dining hall and I'm dressed back in a grey sweatshirt and loose jeans. But before I can walk through the doors, Christina yanks me into the bathroom and forces an outfit on me. I scowl at her and turn to the mirror to look at my reflection. Staring back at me is a girl blond hair cascading down one shoulder. She wears a deep blue dress that fits perfectly and clings in all the right places. My eyes widen as I see myself. Wow. Christina has actually succeeded in making me look nice without making me uncomfortable. Christina looks at me critically.
"What do you think?" I ask. I can't keep my eyes off of the reflection in the mirror.
Christina grins and says, "I think you look perfect."
This can't be me. This girl who wears dresses the color of eyes of the guy she likes. I wrinkle my nose a bit, knowing the outfit isn't quite complete.
She walks me back to the dining hall, but right before we exit, I take out the pair of black combat boots from the shopping bag Christina's holding. I pull them on, smiling devilishly.
"Alright, let's go," I say.
As we both grab our lunch, I notice a few guys staring at me. I look away, smiling a bit to myself. Christina grins, elbowing me lightly in the ribs. I smile back, silently thanking her.
When we finally get to our table, Uriah and Lynn are already there and chatting.
"Yeah, I totally agr-agree..." Uriah looks up, flushing a pink color as I walk over and sit next to him. His mouth is slightly open.
"Hey, guys," I greet. There's a chorus of hey's, but Uriah's still staring at me.
Lynn looks between the two of us, and I can see her smirking as she leans over to whisper to Christina, no doubt about what just happened. I quickly look down, willing my cheeks to stop burning.
I don't notice what I'm eating, I just stab a piece of meat and chew. My heart pounds and flutters in my chest. I breathe slowly, trying to calm down. Uriah starts talking with me, trying to smooth over our little moment. I smile, doing the same. I feel fine until someone slides into the seat across from me.
It's Four.
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sorry that i had to split this into two parts. I had a lot of hw and my parents lecture me on using the computer so :/ dont have a lot of time. i promise ill upload part two tmrw though :)
