Tobias' P.O.V
Shit! Christina was stood in the doorway and I was kissing Tris in my boxers. I pull away from Tris and glare at Christina.
"Woah, didn't mean to interrupt or anything!" Christina turns away and leaves the door wide open. I faintly hear her calling the others to come in here quickly.
"Quick get dressed," Tris says, "before they all come in!"
I grab Tris' leggings and tank top and try to get them on. Key word: try! The shirt was alright, it obviously didn't cover all of me though, the leggings however ripped as soon as I tried getting them on.
"Four! You ripped them!" Tris shouts at me, she's stood in my shirt and pants, they look ridiculous. They are far too big and baggy for her. Looking at her just makes me laugh and soon she too is laughing.
That's when I notice everyone in our group walking down the corridor towards us and I'm still stood here in my boxers with Tris' ripped leggings. Tris goes to the door, shuts it and locks it.
I feel my breath start to quicken and my heart beat getting faster. I don't like being shut in small spaces, I never have and probably never will, thanks to my father constantly locking me in the closet at the top of the stairs. I think she realises and kisses me to distract me.
"Just rip them into shorts." She says, her lips about a centimetre from mine. Again she was trying to distract me from being shut in a small room. She gives me a quick peck on the lips and moves back so I can rip them.
Luckily, the material isn't very thick so I don't have too much trouble getting the leggings to rip. I fashion them into shorts and pull them up. They are still too small for me, but much better than getting them on as leggings.
She unlocks the door and we walk out to be greeted by a chorus of laughter from absolutely everyone.
It takes a while for everyone to settle down but eventually we all do. A lot of turns pass by but there aren't any funny or good ones.
"Christina, you know the question!" Uriah shouts.
"Dare!"
"Kiss Zeke, for twenty seconds!"
"Eww no!" she pulls of her jacket, leaving her in a short black strapless dress.
By now, most people have clothes missing.
It looks something like this:
Uriah: Only boxers left
Christina: No jacket, leaving her with a black dress and underwear and bra
Tris: Wearing my clothes – Shirt and pants and she's wearing her underwear and bra
Zeke: Shirtless but has boxers and pants
Me (Tobias/Four): Wearing Tris' clothes, but I have ripped her leggings into shorts, I also have my boxers underneath
Marlene: No jacket, red and black lace dress and bra and underwear
Will: Only boxers left
Lynn: Bra and underwear
Shauna: No jacket but has leggings, shirt, bra and underwear
Peter: Shirtless, but has pants and boxers
It's now Christina's turn.
"Four, Truth or dare?"
"Truth and Uriah I swear I will break you nose if you say the word Pansycake to me again!"
Uriah pouts but remains silent, clearly upset from my threat. Everyone laughs at his pouting face, he kinda looks like two year old that isn't allowed to have cake!
"Okay, um why wont you tell us your real name or the faction you came from?" I am debating whether I should or should not answer that, but I decide to anyway so they wont keep asking me.
"Let's just say I don't want to be connected to there ever again." Tris squeezes my hand and gives me a reassuring smile. Christina clearly gets the message to not push any further.
"Will, T or D?"
"Dare!"
I smile evilly at him and he notices because he goes slightly pale and realises he only has his boxers left.
"I dare you to get an onion ring, put it on your ring finger and run around the pit completely naked saying you just got engaged to Eric!"
"Umm… no thanks!" he stands up but Uriah cuts him off.
"Ok, I think that's enough for tonight!" Will looks relieved that he doesn't have to be completely naked in front of all of us.
Tris' P.O.V
I say goodnight to everyone and give Tobias a quick kiss. Then I grab Christina and we go back to the transfers' dorm. I'm really glad we get the day off tomorrow, but I'm also nervous to know why my mother wanted to meet Tobias and I on the train, in the morning.