I DO NOT own any of the Divergent books, any of the characters from the books, or anything else that is from the series. I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, due to being busy. It was my boyfriend and I's two year anniversary! I also might not update tomorrow since it is Passover, but I'll try! Please read, review, follow, and enjoy!

Tris' POV

During my shopping trip with Christina, I've checked my watch so many times now that I've lost count. It has been an hour and a half of pure torture. I've tried on ten skirts, eight dresses, twelve pairs of shoes, and I haven't bought a single thing. I don't even know where he's taking me. I get nervous every time I think about it though.

"Tris. Tris! Are you even listening to me?" I snap my head up, not realizing I was ignoring her. "Sorry. I'm just so nervous." She raises her eyebrows, questioning me.

"I've never had a boyfriend before, gone on a date, or even been kissed," when these words escape my mouth, her jaw drops open. "Oh honey, we need to do something about this." She pulls out a plain black dress with ¾ length sleeves. I slip into it and notice how it reaches my mid-thigh, making my legs seem long and showing off the muscle in them. She gasps. I guess she loves it as much as I do.

"Now all we need are a pair of plain black heels," she says. "Flats," I correct her. "I knew you'd say that," she mumbles. She said that a lot today, does she really know or does she just guess? I shake it off and walk over to the clearance rack. The very first pair of I see are plain black ballet flats, and I grab them.

After I check out, I notice that I only have an hour to get ready.

"Chris?"

"Yeah?"

"Will..umm.. will you help me get ready, please? I have no idea what to do with myself," I say with embarrassment in my voice. "Of course! Did you think I would let you do the rest by yourself?" I find myself laughing at her comment.

When we get back to my room, she instantly sets my in a chair in my bathroom. She curls my hair, making me shiver each time she sprays it with hairspray. She does my makeup with a natural look. When I turn to look in the mirror, I freeze. I look…. "Beautiful," Christina says as her eyes skim my body. I hug her, thanking her profusely. "Four should be here any-." She gets cut off from a knock at my door. I run to it, opening it quickly. "Tracy, you look beautiful." His eyes won't stop raking up and down my body. Christina clears her throat, making him wake up out of his little daze. "See you guys later, have fun and be careful!" We both roll our eyes at her. After she walks out, he takes my hand in his. "Are you ready?" I nod, suddenly getting nervous again. I can do this. Be brave.