Guys… Guys… GUYS! I'M BACK! I'm freaking BACK! Yes, yes I know. *pauses for applause.* It's been since August… Like, that's been MONTHS! I apologize. Just to let you know, I have seen all your wonderful, sweet reviews and I thought that if you really wanted me to continue writing, I shall deliver. I apologize again, I've been contemplating if I should right a new chapter now for a couple weeks and I figured if I'm really thinking about it that much, I should. Anyway…. You should know the drill by now ;)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Divergent Trilogy. Veronica Roth does. All I own is the password diary which is kept under lock and key! Yes I have a secret life that consists of passwords… Don't judge… JUST KIDDING! (But seriously I do have a diary with passwords that is kept under lock and key.)

Tris P.O.V

Should I drink, should I not drink... I don't know! I don't want everybody to know about that Peter incident during initiation… I'm not candor but… It's not like I have to explain why.

I take the shot. I look around and notice nobody else has.

"What… The actual… Fuck…" Uriah says, shocked.

I feel my cheeks grow bright red. I look over and notice Tobias gawking.

"Tris… Spill…" Uriah says, staring at me.

"I… I rather not..." I say, shrinking into my chair.

I look and notice Peter is shrinking in his chair too.

Uriah looks at Peter, then back at me.

"What happened?" Uriah asks.

I sigh.

Peter speaks up.

"I pulled Tris' towel off her during initiation… No big deal…" He says.

Everybody gasps.

"You little coward! You just hate competition especially when they're girls huh?!" Uriah asks aggressively.

"N-N-No it's just!" Peter stutters.

"Just what?" Uriah asks, eyeing him.

"Nothing…" He says.

He shrinks back into his chair.

"Alright. My turn." Will says.

"Never have I ever… Liked Tris." Will says.

Everybody laughs, recalling the truth or dare session.

"Well I like myself so." I say as I take the shot glass.

Peter and Tobias take a shot.

"Aww shucks!" I say, teasing Tobias.

I playfully punch him.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." He says, blushing.

Everybody else just eyes Peter.

"Pervert…" Uriah says.

"Hey! I didn't like her before I pulled her towel off!" Peter says, trying to make himself look less guilty than he is.

"Oh! So you liked what you saw and that's when you liked her huh?!" Uriah asks, getting all protective.

He stands up and puts his hands on the table.

"No! No! That's not what I meant!" Peter says.

"You know what, just get out!" Uriah says, pointing to the door.

Peter doesn't hesitate. He runs out that door.

"Right well… It's my turn..." Four says.

"Never have I ever…"

Yola Guys! Sorry it's short! After all these months, I decided to wait to the last minute to write, and now I'm sleepy. So to bed! Not to mention the worst possible cliff hanger ever… Well, I'll most likely see you tomorrow if I don't have a lot of homework! Plus, SUMMER VACATION IS IN LESS THAN TWO MONTHS LIKE! WHAT!? SO EXCITED! See you soon my lovelies! Byeeee!