A/N: Hey initiates! Thank you guys for all the nice reviews! And ZOMG THE DIVERGENT MOVIE COMES OUT ON FRIDAY! It's so close, guys! This chapter is very boring, so I don't know if you guys will like it. Well here's the chapter. Enjoy reading!
Tris POV
Alex brought me to her apartment and led me through the door. She had an excited expression on her face; she was really going to enjoy giving me a makeover.
"Okay, Tris!" she said enthusiastically. "Because I'm a nice person," I raised my eyebrows. She just ignored me. "I'm going to let you pick what you'll wear to the party!"
I glanced down at the clothes I was wearing now: I black tank top, a leather jacket, tight black jeans, and black boots. I looked back up at Alex. "Can't I go wearing this?" I asked. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "You're going to a Dauntless party dressed like that?" Alex gestured to me clothes.
I rolled my eyes. "Alex, I think you and I both know that these clothes are better than the ones I wore in Abnegation." She shuddered, as if the image of my gray, baggy clothes terrified her. "Well then forget my earlier offer; I can't let you dress yourself if you're not going to pick something nice. I am going to dress you for this party. No questions or protests; just do it," she said in a commanding tone.
"I don't even want to go, let alone get all dressed up for it. I've never even been to a real party before!" I said. She looked at me in horror. "Beatrice Prior, you've never been to a party before?!" she yelled. "Shush!" I said. "Do you want everyone in Dauntless hearing my real name?" She put a hand to her mouth. "Sorry," she said in a quieter voice.
"No, I have never been to a party," I said. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Come on, you know that I'm from Abnegation. I've never eaten a hamburger before I got here. What did you expect?" Alex grinned widely. "Well then I am escorting you to your very first party. There's going to be games, drinking, and hopefully lots of sexy guys." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
I gave her a look. "The only guy I'm interested in dating goes by the name of Tobias Eaton," I stated strongly. It was true. Tobias will always have my heart; even if I no longer have his. Alex sighed. "Come on, Tris, you need to find someone else. Or at least pretend to find someone. You need to get a new boyfriend; you can have Tobias back when all of this is over."
I opened my mouth to say something; to protest, to say that being with someone else would be betraying Tobias. But I was interrupted by a knock on the door. Alex was about to go answer it, when Drake opened the door without invitation. He shut the door behind him and nonchalantly walked in with his hands in his pockets.
Alex gave him an annoyed look, saying, "Ever heard of someone saying, 'Come in,' when someone knocks on the door?" Drake smirked. "The knocking was just a formality; I was going to come in anyways," he said. She glared at him. "For all you know, Tris could've been changing clothes," she pointed out. He smiled widely. "I know; that was why I came in."
I threw a pillow at him. "Perverted ass!" I yelled. "A sexy perverted ass," he retorted, gesturing to himself. Alex appeared to think about something for a moment, and suddenly her eyes sparked. She jumped up and down like a mad man. "Guys, I just thought of something!" Drake and I looked at her expectantly. "Well, are you going to tell us?" Drake snapped. "Or are you going to continue jumping up and down like a lunatic?"
Alex glared, but stopped jumping and said, "So, Tris, you know how I was saying that you need to find someone else, or at least pretend to?"
I narrowed my eyes, suspecting where this was going. "Yes," I answered cautiously. She smiled widely. "Well then why don't you and Drake pretend to date? It'll be perfect!"
"No!" Drake and I exclaimed at the same time. "Why do I even need a fake boyfriend?" I asked. "What's so important about it?" She looked at me impatiently, as if she had expected me to immediately understand the importance of the situation.
"Tris, what kind of badass Dauntless chick doesn't have a hot boyfriend?" Alex asked. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Did you just call Drake hot?" Drake grinned. "Yeah, Alex, did you just call me hot?" Alex rolled her eyes. "While you, Drake, may be an annoying asshole, you still are pretty hot. Even I have to admit that." She said all of this nonchalantly, but based on the blush on her face, she was embarrassed.
I thought about it. I don't know that many Dauntless girls without boyfriends, but me being like this was just an act. And how could Drake and I possibly pretend to date? He might be a good friend, but boyfriend? I don't think so. "And if I say no?" I questioned.
"Then I'll make you," Alex answered flatly. "And Tris; think about it. You need to build a whole different life and personality, so why not start off with a boyfriend? It'll give you an air of normalcy. If you go around here being all mysterious, then no one will trust you. Dating Drake will make you seem less mysterious, show other people that you have a life and someone you really trust."
Drake raised one eyebrow. I was always jealous of his ability to do that; I can only raise both my eyebrows at the same time. "And what if I don't want to do it?" he asked. Alex glared at him. "Then I'll tell everyone in Dauntless that you're afraid of butterflies."
Drake's eyes widened. He's always had a ridiculous fear of butterflies. "You wouldn't dare," he challenged. Alex crossed her arms over her chest. "I think we both know that I would," she said. I rolled my eyes. "What's so scary about them anyways?" I asked.
"They have papery wings, and their bodies are just so weird! Have you ever seen their tongues when they drink nectar? It is so gross! And then they look so creepy when they're in the chrysalis!" Drake said, shuddering.
I couldn't help it, I laughed. Alex said, "Well would you like everyone in Dauntless to know about your stupid fear?" Drake shook his head. Alex smiled. "Then pretend to date Tris, for at least a month."
I butted into the conversation, saying, "Here, Alex, I'll think about it. I'll tell you if I decide to date fake date Drake later. Okay?"
Alex looked satisfied. "Okay," she answered.
"Now," she said, "Drake get your ass-" Drake interrupted her. "Sexy ass." Alex rolled her eyes. "Get your annoying ass out of the room. Its girl time and I'm going to make Tris look pretty!" Drake walked out of the room, mumbling, "I'll never understand girls." He probably didn't mean for us to hear him, but Alex definitely did. "Hey, Drake! One of these girls is your soon to be girlfriend!" she yelled after him.
Drake yelled back, "You and I aren't going to be dating any time soon, Alex!" Alex put an annoyed expression on her face reserved especially for Drake. "Not me, you asshole! I meant Tr- Zoë!" she corrected herself quickly, almost forgetting that they were yelling at each other from across the hall.
Drake ignored her, and she huffed and shut the door. She sighed. "He's annoying as hell," she said, annoyed. I answered, "Tell me about it." She changed her expression from annoyed to enthusiastic. "Well enough about Drake," she said, "we need to start getting ready for the party."
Alex started rummaging through her closet, looking for a dress to wear. "I know it's in here somewhere," she mumbled. "Ah, here it is!" she said, pulling out a white dress with a gold sash wrapped around the waist. It looked pretty modest; it didn't seem to show that much skin. Alex tossed it to me. "Go to the bathroom and put that on. I'm going to try to find shoes to go with it."
I nodded obediently; glad she didn't choose something that would look like a shirt on me. I retreated into the small bathroom connected to her room. I pulled on the white dress, and looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was beautiful; it had a sweetheart neckline, and it hugged my body in all the right places to make me look curvier than I actually was. It had sleeves that ended just after my shoulder. The sash fit snugly to my waist, and the bottom half of the dress was nice and loose. I was right when I said it didn't show that much skin; the dress ended just above my knees and didn't show too much cleavage.
I went back into the room to see Alex looking through her closet for shoes. She looked up at the sound of me coming in, and her jaw dropped. "Holy shit, Tris! You look amazing!" I blushed. A year ago I would never have been able to pull this off, but now that my body has filled out I actually feel… pretty for once.
Alex grinned widely. "See? This is what happens when you let me make you over! You look absolutely stunning in this dress! I might not even have to put makeup on you!"
I smiled. "Yes!" I screamed, punching the air. Alex rolled her eyes. "Don't get too excited; I'm still doing your hair and picking out your shoes." I groaned. "Fine, but no high heels, okay? I can't walk in those," I said. How could anyone in Dauntless walk around the Pit with high heels?
Alex huffed. "Fine, no high heels. But what about these shoes?" She held up a pair of simple gold flats. I smiled and nodded. I grabbed the shoes and put them on. They fit perfectly, not too big or small. "You like them, huh?" Alex said. "I thought you would. Not extravagant but still cute."
She was right, but I would never let her know that. If she did, she would make me do this more often. So, instead I changed the subject. "Are you going to do my hair, or not?" Alex's eyes brightened. "Of course I will! Go sit in the chair by the vanity table!"
I walked over to the vanity and sat in the plush red chair. Alex followed and pulled out a curling iron. "I'm going to try to keep it simple," she stated. "You like simple, and simplicity suits you." I nodded. Growing up in a place like Abnegation has made me prefer simple things, and I'm still not used to wearing anything that will make me stand out. But this is a nice change, a way to get out of my comfort zone.
After Alex was done curling my hair, she set the curling iron down and proclaimed, "Done!" She looked at my reflection in the mirror. "Oh, Tris… you look stunning." I looked at myself in the mirror as well.
My hair was simple, just as Alex promised; the curly red tendrils fell down my back and framed my face perfectly. The white and gold on the dress went well with my red hair, and my green eyes popped. Alex was right; I looked stunning.
It was a relief that we had gotten my tattoos removed while I was in the past, or else I would have had to wear a jacket over this so no one would recognize me. But it was sad too; they were the last symbols of what my life was like in Dauntless before the war. It pained me to know that I wouldn't have a life like that again. The happiness my friends had given me went down the drain with their deaths, and Dauntless will never be the same as it was before.
Alex broke me out of my reverie, saying, "Well I need to get ready now! Go sit on my bed and wait; I might be a while." I wasn't surprised.
About an hour and a half later we were off to Zeke's apartment. Alex took forever to get ready. She was wearing a red v-neck dress that was strapless and ended at about mid thigh. Her dark hair was in a side braid, and she wore deep red lipstick. She looked beautiful.
When we got to the door to Zeke's apartment, Alex looped her arm through mine, and said, "Ready for your first party ever?"
I breathed deeply. "Ready."
Alex smiled at me and opened the door.
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter bored you; it was more of a filler chapter. I got lazy towards the end; you could tell that the writing got sloppy. What do you guys want to happen at the party? Leave your suggestions in the reviews, and thanks for reading! ~Erica
