A/N: ZOMG GUYS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100 REVIEWS! It's amazing to see how far this story has gotten in the past month, so thank to everyone who's followed, favorited, and reviewed! But anyways, here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoy reading!

Disclaimer: I always forget to do this so just remember- I only own the plot, Alex, and Drake. Everything else goes to the amazing badass author known as Veronica Roth. And I guess Zoë Nightshade goes to Rick Riordan…

Tobias POV

I can't believe this. Christina made me put her bra on too. As if this dress and freaking five inch heels weren't enough. I was never going to live this down. I glanced at the full body mirror and cringed at the sight of myself. The dress was way too tight, and wasn't very attractive on me. But at least Christina looked ridiculous too; my shirt was eight times bigger than her, and the pants were so baggy and big that it wouldn't even stay on her hips.

The corner of my lip twitched in an almost smile. Maybe I would enjoy this after all. We walked back into the room, preparing for an onslaught of insults.

Everyone immediately burst out laughing at the sight of us. I understood why. I felt like this dress was about to tear, not to mention that I could barely walk in these heels.

Zoë was rolling on the floor laughing, and she wiped a tear from her eye. "Looking good, Number Dude!" she shouted at me over the hysterical laughing. I blushed. Why did Christina have to make me do this?

"Why is no one laughing at Christina?!" I exclaimed, gesturing to her. She held her hands up in surrender.

Zoë answered me again. "Christina—" she paused to continue laughing. "—Doesn't look—" She took in a breath of air. "—Like a stripper!" she finished, still laughing.

I glared at all of them. "Can I take these clothes off now?" I asked Shauna.

Shauna shook her head with a sly grin on her face. "Nope," she said. "You're going to stay like that for the rest of the game."

I looked at her in horror. "This dress will probably rip by the end of the game!"

Shauna rolled her eyes. "Then we'll all have a view to enjoy." Everyone laughed harder when they heard her say that. I just blushed more.

"Lighten up, Number Dude," Zoë said. "You both look pretty damn funny. Now suck it up, deal with it, sit down, and play the game."

I glared at her again. She was so irritating sometimes. What am I talking about? She's irritating all the time. But I obliged. All I had to do was wait for someone else to be embarrassed.

Christina and I sat down in our spots.

Once the laughter died down, Christina asked, "Alex, Candor or Dauntless?"

"Well," Alex said, "I'm kind of scared about what you'll do to me, so Candor."

Drake yelled at her, "Pansycake!"

Alex glared at him and yelled back, "Asshole!"

Drake opened his mouth to respond, but Alex cut him off. "And if you dare say 'Sexy asshole,' I swear that I'll make sure you never have children," she said harshly. And this is why you never want to mess with Alex.

Drake's eyes widened. "Well someone's getting a little touchy-touchy."

"Just ask a question!" Zeke yelled at Christina.

She rolled her eyes. "Fine," Christina said. "Alex, if you woke up one day and found out you'd be a boy for 24 hours, what is the first thing you would do?"

Alex laughed. "Where did that question come from?" she asked with tears of laughter in her eyes.

Christina smiled a mischievous smile and said, "I have an interesting mind. Now answer the question."

Alex contemplated it for a while. "I guess I'd go pee. I want to experience what it would feel like to pee while standing up."

Everyone burst out laughing, including me, and it's very hard to make me laugh. She'd go pee? Alex blushed. "What's so funny? It's true!"

"Out of all the things you could have done, you would want to pee first?!" Christina said. Alex rolled her eyes. "Well, duh. I mean wouldn't it be cool to stand up while peeing? You know, without missing the toilet? None of us girls have experienced it!"

"Unless you changed genders," Drake pointed out. Alex elbowed him in the ribs.

"Okay, moving on," Alex said. "Drake, Candor or Dauntless?"

"Dauntless," Drake answered. "Because I'm not a pansycake like some people." He gave Alex a pointed look.

Alex glared at him but continued on. "I dare you to go on a date with Zoë tomorrow night," she said with a smirk. "It has to be a nice dinner, and you both have to wear nice, pretty clothes."

And just like that, jealousy started coursing through me. I don't know why. It was just a date, and I didn't have any feelings for Zoë. I mean, I just met her. And this was crazy. I don't like her. Right?

"Hell no!" Drake yelled. "I'm not going on a date with Zoë!"

"Yeah!" Zoë said, joining in on the protest. "I'm not going on a date with him, either."

I felt of rush of relief, but I was confused. Why would I be relieved about them not wanting to date? Why did I care in the first place?

Alex gave Drake and Zoë a loaded look, and they all shared a silent conversation with their eyes. They must know each other well to be able to do that, to have a conversation no one else could decipher. The only person I have ever been able to do that with was Tris.

Finally, after a while of them continually glancing back and forth between each other, Drake sighed in resignation. "Fine," he conceded. "I'll go on a date with Zoë. But only one date." He gave Alex a look.

"Yeah, yeah," she responded in a bored tone. "But you'll end up having more than one date, because you like her and would want to go on another one." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Drake rolled his eyes. "In your dreams, Asshat Alexandra," he said, calling her the nickname he uses whenever he wants to annoy her; which is pretty much all the time. It works pretty well, too. Alex absolutely hates her real name, and her being called an asshat tops it all off.

"Asscrown," Alex mumbled.

"Don't you mean 'assclown'?" Drake looked amused.

"No," she said, louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses," she finished, as if reading from a dictionary of modern profanity.

Drake smirked. "Well I guess you nailed my personality perfectly."

"Hell yeah, I did!" Alex said.

"Actually," Zoë added. "You forgot to mention anything about his arrogant assiness."

"And his ambition to find true love in Zoë!" Lauren yelled out.

Drake retorted, "Unfortunately, my one true love remains myself."

Zoë laughed. "At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection."

"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting."

Everyone laughed. "Don't be ridiculous," I say with an eye roll. "Why do you have to be so full of yourself?"

"For starters," Drake says, "I don't have a number for a name." He gave me a pointed look, and I glared at him. He really is an asscrown.

"I'm also not wearing a dress that looks like it's about to tear at the seams," Drake adds with an eyebrow raise. My cheeks start blushing without my permission.

Zeke laughs along with everyone else, and says, "Okay, enough with that. Ask someone 'Candor or Dauntless?'"

"Four," Drake says immediately. "Candor or Dauntless?"

I considered my options. Drake being Drake, his dare would be very brutal. But me being me, I had too much pride to pick Candor and turn down a challenge. So I answered, "Dauntless."

Drake smirked his signature smirk; a smirk that matched Zoë's exactly. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were siblings. Their personalities were so similar.

"I dare you to let us see your fear landscape," Drake said. I gulped. Did I really want all of them seeing that? I only ever showed Tris, and it seemed like one of the only things that bonded us together now. Not to mention that I haven't been through it in three years. Who knows what my fears are now? Are there still four?

I saw Zoë's eyes widen as if she was scared for me. But why would she be? It's not like she knew what was in my fear landscape, so why would she be concerned for me? My thoughts were cut off when Drake spoke.

"What?" he asked. "Afraid you'll have more than four fears? Afraid that you can no longer be known for that?" he taunted. He was sort of right, but I would never actually admit that. My face hardened. I couldn't back down. That's not what Dauntless do.

"Fine," I huffed out. "But can I go through it without this dress? It's as uncomfortable as hell." Christina and I gave Shauna a pleading look.

"Stop that!" Shauna says, cringing away. "Go switch back; just stop it with the Bambi eyes! It's creeping me out." She shuddered. I felt a rush of triumph go through me. I wouldn't have to spend the night in this damn dress after all.

Christina and I switched clothes again and went back into Zeke's room. "Well," I said. "Let's get this over with then." We opened the door out of Zeke's room and weaved our way through the huge, drunk crowd of people.

But as soon as we reached the front door, Cara barged into the room wide-eyed. "Guys," she said, panting and out of breath. "You've got to come see this."

"Cara?" Zeke asked, confused. "Where've you been? What's wrong?"

Cara grabbed his wrist and responded, "Go now, questions later!" She started running, dragging Zeke along with her in the direction of the chasm.

We all exchanged a confused glance, but ran after them anyways. What could be going on? Lauren and Shauna were behind, because Lauren had taken the liberty of pushing Shauna's wheelchair. Everyone else was sprinting, trying to keep up with Cara. Whatever this was, it must've been important. Cara almost never breaks out of her calm demeanor.

We finally reached the chasm to an unexpected sight. Everyone, including Zeke, froze in shock. Standing there, soaking wet, stood a 16-year-old boy I never thought I'd see again. I mean, we scattered his ashes and everything. Tris saw him practically blow up. So what could he be doing here?

Leaning against the railing of the chasm was Uriah Pedrad.

A/N: Sorry if it seems kind of short, but I wanted to end it there. ZOMG what's Uriah doing here?! Well, you'll find out in the next chapter. So guys, should the next chapter be in Tobias' or Tris' POV? Please leave your opinions in the reviews, and thank you so much for reading!