Omg I'm so sorry I didn't update on Monday! I feel terrible now. So here's the chapter.

This isn't the first party Christina has taken me to. This is probably about the fourth, but it's the first time I've let her pick out what I wear, so I really don't want to go to this one. We parked outside the house and walked up to the front door. Apparently Christina sees me trying to pull the dress down farther.

"Stop pulling on it, you look good," She says. I roll my eyes. As soon as we walk in the sound of the music and the stench of alcohol overwhelms me. I don't recognize the song. "I think Tobias is in the kitchen," Christina says.

"And why would you think that?" I ask.

"Because there's the kitchen," she says pointing. "And Tobias is in it."

"Oh," I say looking where her finger directed me.

"I'll see you later," Christina says walking towards a group of guys. I roll my eyes again. This is what happened at the other parties, except Tobias wasn't at those. I walk over to the kitchen and see Tobias and Zeke taking shots, probably trying to see who can down them the fastest. There are people all around them cheering them on. I didn't think me and Christina were that late. Late enough for people to start challenging people to see how fast they can drink that is.

"Tobias," I say when they finish. Tobias won of course.

"Hey, beautiful," he says putting an arm around my waist and pulling me into him. His breath reeks of alcohol, but he's not quite slurring yet, that's a good sign, right?

"Hey," I reply.

"Dang Tris!" I hear from behind me. I turn to see it was Zeke. "Youlookhot," he is definitely slurring. He stumbles over to where me and Tobias are. He's obviously drank more than Tobias.

"The parties barely started and you two are already drunk?" I ask shaking my head.

"I'm not drunk," Tobias says picking a cup off of the counter next to us and drinking it.

"Yes you are," I say removing his arm from around me. "I would've thought you guys would've at least waited a little bit. What did you start drinking as soon as you stepped foot on the lawn?" I ask.

"It's Uriah's fault!" Zeke slurs next to me. "Lookahim," he points to a room that's the dining room. I see Uriah on top of the table with his shirt off, swinging it around his head as if he were a cowboy and it were a rope. I look back at Zeke and Tobias who are laughing like drunks. I roll my eyes for the third time this evening. Tobias and Zeke both get another cup and down them in record time.

"Don't you think you should stop?" I ask.

"No," They both say at the same time.

"I thinkyoushuld dancewithme," Zeke says pulling me closer to him.

"Whatareyoudoingtomygirlfriend?" Tobias slurs pulling me to him. Great. Now he's slurring, too.

"It's jus a dance," Zeke says. "Tris yourreallypretty," Zeke laughs pulling me to him again. He then suddenly puts his face to close for comfort to mine. I'm then pulled away from him. Do I look like a rag doll or something? I hear a loud sound and look at Tobias and Zeke. Tobias is on top of Zeke and yelling incoherent things at him. Uriah finds this the right time to walk into the kitchen.

"Heyguys. Whas up?" he slurs and stumbles. "Ohlook, Tris." I'm too caught up in Tobias and Zeke, though. Tobias starts punching Zeke in the face.

"Tobias, stop!" I yell trying to pull him off of a very bloody Zeke. I'm not strong enough, though. Curse me being small. "Help me get him off!" I yell to Uriah who is giggling like a five year old. I'm not getting him to help with this anytime soon. I keep pulling on Tobias until he turns around.

"WHAT!? CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY!?" he yells at me. I let go of him immediately and start backing away.

"Wait, Tris. I didn't mean to," he says, sobering up a little.

"Just. Save it," I reply. "I wish I never came to this stupid party." I turn on my heels and start walking to the front door. I grab Christina who's still with the guys she walked up to.

"Wait, Tris, we're leaving? We just got here!" she complains.

"I don't care," I reply. She probably can hear the hurt in my voice because she doesn't say anything else. We just get in her car and drive back to her house.

So, I feel like this wasn't my best work…. Maybe I'm just paranoid. What did you think? Please comment.