Hey guys! I lied! This isn't that long of a chapter... Anyways, I hope this fulfilled your weekly needs (omg wink wink)... So enjoy? Thank you to all who reviewed and PLEASE give me truth or dare suggestions! Keep it T rated, though! (Almost) Anything is welcome! Love you all. Will update when I can.

Wanna hear a funny story? I was writing this a few nights ago and then I was like, wow, my eyes have really adjusted the dark! Then I was like, something's not right here... So, I looked at the clock and realized it was 6:30. I was up for so long writing and reading and rewriting and rereading! Please review!

-JelloCello

Four POV

Parties. Fun.

Google's definition of a party:

a social gathering of invited guests, typically involving eating, drinking, and entertainment.

My definition of a party:

A crowded place filled with lots of people, loud music, and alcohol. Because what's a party without alcohol? Right, you get the point. Oh, the joys of being a teenager. So, I get dressed in my usual, black jeans, black tshirt, and black Converse. Zeke come over and gels my hair into a "messy, sexy wind-swept flow" as he likes to call it. My dad is out, drunk and probably in a fight. But for now, I don't care. We drive over to Zeke's place and I hear music blaring from inside before we even turn onto the block. I'm surprised cops aren't surrounding the house. Poor neighbors.

I step out of the car, but am distracted by a rustling in the bushes. I creep along the side of the house and pounce on the bushes. I see a cat jump in fright and grab it. On the other side of the dishes, I hear a girl.

"Here, kitty kitty. Where are you?"

I jump over the short fence and almost fall flat on my face. I get up and hand the teenager her cat. She, Susan, thanks me. I smile in return. She must live a happy life. I once brought home a dog I found in an alley. Let's just say, Marcus wasn't happy. I couldn't walk for a week.

Anyways, I manage to hold my breath and walk into the house. The music is blasting and I'm pretty sure I'll be deaf for a week. A girl walks over to me in the shortest dress I've ever seen. (Keep in mind that this is my first party) She starts to dance on me-not with me- and I step back, leaving her falling to the ground. I catch her and she barfs all over the floor. I turn just in time to see a short, little blond girl stumble out the door.

Great, she's drunk. Is everyone here wasted? Why is everyone so irresponsible?

I finally accept that I've had enough of this. I walk out, prepared to walk home, when is hear a blood-curdling scream. I step into an alley, hidden by the shadows. I am invisible. I approach and see a girl crouched on the ground. She's covered in blood and a guy is standing above her, kicking and punching the life out of her. She seems to hear my footsteps. She stiffens and the guy notices it, too. He turns to me and I meet his eyes. They are crazed, hungry for the pain of others. I've seen this look before. In my father. Marcus. I seemed to be frozen with fear as I first met his eyes, but now, I reach into my jacket pocket to find the something I could throw. The guy shifted his gaze back to the girl and I watched him draw back his foot to kick her. My hand gripped my iPhone and I pulled it out. But I could never destroy this. My dad would kill me. Literally. He probably wouldn't even hesitate. I was a failure to him anyways. I shoved it back in, aware that time had slowed and the girl's face was twisted in pain. Then, I pulled out my rock. My rock. Time was running out. I threw it. Hard.

Bullseye. It hit him right in the temple, knocking him out cold. The girl struggled to get up and I realized who she was. It's Tris. Tris. And the guy? Peter.

She stands with a perplexed look on her face. But by then, I'm already gone. With my rock. I sigh and realize I could use a drink. So, I walk right back into the party I had just abandoned to find the gang-Shauna, Uriah, Zeke, Will, Marlene, Lynn, and Christina-sitting in a circle on the floor. A door opens from another part of the house and Christina races to see who it is.

"Oh my gosh, Tris! What happened?"

I flinch as I hear Christina shriek these words. No one noticed but Zeke. We'll talk about this later, he mouths. I blink in return. The girls run to the bathroom with Tris and Christina to help her clean up.

"So," Zeke starts, "what was all that flinchiness about?"

"I-I-it was n-n-nothing," I manage to stutter out. Everyone raises their eyebrows at me and I bury my face in my hands.

"OH MY GOSH," Uriah screams. "YOU DID THIS TO HER!"

The guys gasp and look at me. I roll my eyes and they have a killer look in their eyes. I cower back.

"Of course not! I would never hurt her!"

"LIAR!" Why are they screaming at me? Do they seriously think I would do this.

"It wasn't me! I swear, it was Peter!"

They all relax slightly.

"Peter's been after us for a while. Always jealous and annoying." Thank god for Will! He always explains so much.

"Well, he can burn in hell. Who's ready for some games?" Christina is practically screaming as she walks out into the room.

We all half-shrug/half-agree before starting. I glance at Tris and my breath catches. She looks beautiful. Gorgeous. Wow. She seems to feel me staring because she shifts uncomfortably and I clear my throat.

"What's he doing here," she asks, pointing her finger at me.

"How about Never Have I Ever," I suggest.

"No, I can't-don't drink," protests Tris.

"Okay, then how about with... Pretzels?"

"I'm allergic to wheat," calls Will. Gosh, they are so difficult!

"Fine, how about..." I just can't think of anything.

"Beeeeeeef Jerkyyyyyy!" Uriah screams while he jumps into the kitchen. He comes back with a huge bowl of beef jerky. "Okay, my house, I start. Never have I ever...kissed something that wasn't a human."

Christina, Marlene, Zeke, Tris, and I take a...bite? We get weird looks and get some pretty weird answers.

Christina: "I saw a turtle. Tris dared me."

Marlene: "Does a dock count? I had gotten home from a two week cruise. I was sick the whole time..."

Zeke: "oh, no, I just wanted some beef jerky..."

"Great, right," I answer.

The next one is a bit strange. Tris and I have the same answer.

"A rock."

"You guys have both kissed a rock?" Why are they so shocked?

Tris POV

Have they never heard of a good luck charm? I subconsciously play with the necklace under my jacket collar.

"Anyways," I start, turning the attention away fom me-us. "Never have I ever...dated..."

Four looks at me, smiling like an idiot. I gulp and look away. Okay, that was weird. I catch Everyone but me and Four reach into the bowl.

"You know what," I say, "let's just play Truth or Dare."

And with that, I grab the jerky bowl and pull it into my lap.

"Hey!"

"I want that!"

"Give it here!" Before I know it, a pile is on top of me. A pile. Of people. I can't breathe and I think Christina notices. She pulls everyone off and we resume positions. In one swift motion, Four is next to me, wrestling for the bowl. In a second, he is on top of me. When we both realize this-along with everyone else-we blush and he climbs off, leaving me in peace with my bowl of beef jerky.

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