HEY GUYS! New Divergent fanfic! So, this is only one part, and the end of this is not actually the end. Never fear! Review please! Until next time (and by that I mean either the next time I post a chapter, or when I sneak up outside your house door, but probably the former. Ha ha ha, nothing like a bit of humour.)
I was sitting in the canteen, listening to Christina and Will argue about something extremely unimportant, when Uriah ran up, grinning like a madman.
"Hey, hey Tris!" He called as he ran down the row of tables until he finally reached me. "You doing anything tonight?" At this point, Will and Christina both stopped their conversation to observe what was going on. I shook my head and looked up at him as he jumped into the air and loudly exclaimed
"Yes! Okay, we're having a party tonight, to celebrate the first stage of initiation. You've got to come!" Sighing, I nodded and told him I would be there, and at the last minute he turned round and added
"Oh, and Will and Christina can come too. See ya!" and ran off, attracting even more attention.
"Wow, a party! This is going to be great!" Christina grinned, looking thrilled that we'd be going to our first Dauntless party. I was less enthusiastic though, until I remembered this is what Dauntless do, and soon I too was grinning.
As we jogged over to the party, the jogging was Christina's idea, saying that we'd be late if we didn't run and so, much to Will and I's disappointment, we ran there, I felt nervous. I wanted to be accepted into Dauntless, and I felt like I had already, as I'd been invited zip-lining, but if I was too "stiff" at the party, would they still like me as much? After all, it was the first proper party I'd ever been to, birthdays not being celebrated in Abnegation and weddings being a rather tame ceremony, and I had no idea what the traditions were and how to act. But I pushed all that aside as Christina shoved open the door and walked in, effectively dragging me behind her with a threatening look. Marlene and Uriah came up and smiled at us, pushing drinks into our hands and introducing us to people. I felt completely out of my element and went and stood in a corner of the room, sipping on my drink once and a while, but mainly just watching people. Suddenly, I noticed someone lurking in the corner of the room, someone who I wouldn't exactly expect to come to the party. I felt my breath catch in my throat, and I took another sip of my drink, but as he looked up and caught my eye, my hand shook and I ended up spilling the drink down my front instead. Why, Tris? Why can't you just act normal, instead of throwing a drink all over your top, which is now sopping wet?! Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath in and returned the cup to the table, then looked down at my top to assess the damage. As with all clothing in Dauntless, it was black, so it wasn't stained, but the majority of it was covered in the sticky substance I'd been drinking. At that moment, he appeared at my side, with a cloth in his hand. Now Tris, when you take the cloth, maybe act normal and we can all forget about this mishap.
"Hey Four," I smiled at him, gratefully accepting the cloth, which I dabbed on my top. "Why aren't you dancing? You definitely seem like a party person." I joked, looking up at him. He just stared back until I felt nervous and tucked a strand of my loose hair behind my ear, then replied,
"Funnily enough, partying isn't really my thing. You, however, seem like you would be perfect for partying." I grinned, then realised he was being serious, and my smile faltered as I stared at him questioningly.
"You went down that enormous zipline for fun, and yet you don't like parties?" he explained, and I contemplated what he'd said. But that was different. There was a thrill, a sense of adventure in it. You don't get adrenaline from this, you just get drunk.
"I'm not really used to parties anyway. There were none in Abnegation." I replied, shrugging slightly.
"Maybe, but I doubt there were any enormous ziplines coming off buildings either." he responded, the corners of his mouth pulling up into a smile and his eyes twinkling. At that moment, Uriah clambered onto the table and shouted,
"Right guys, open party's over. Leave if you're not one of my close friends!" Many people started mumbling and seemed annoyed, and Uriah cried out in pain, leaning down to grip his leg, and I watched, concerned. Then, Zeke's voice cut through the crowd, adding onto his brother's announcement,
"Or one of my friends!" Realising that Uriah was in pain because Zeke had punched him, I started to make my way towards the door, relieved that the night was over. The only good thing that had happened so far was my conversation with Four, and that made up about five minutes of the hour I'd been there.
"Tris, stop right there!" Uriah screamed, and I sighed, knowing I was now in for at least another hour of this. Great, even more time to do stupid things, and I'm not even drunk, just nervous because, well...
"Candor or Dauntless!" Zeke announced from the table, interrupting my thought. I must have looked confused, because as I dawdled into the other room, Christina explained,
"We used to play it all the time. It's like Truth or Dare!" I shook my head, signalling that I still had no idea what she was talking about, and the horror on her face made me wish I'd never asked, until I remembered I didn't, and she came and started explaining it to me anyway. "She doesn't know what Truth or Dare is!" She exclaimed, pointing me out to the remainder of the people. I blushed slightly, but didn't mind too much, as I already knew everybody there. Christina, obviously, as well as the hosts, Zeke and Uriah, I was unsure of whom was the actual host, and Lynn, Marlene, Shauna and Will. I noticed that Uriah had many more friends than Zeke here, and concluded that it must be his party, when in from the kitchen wandered Four. And here I thought I'd be able to act normally for the rest of the night, because he wouldn't be here. I had no idea why he made me so nervous, made my hands shake and my breath catch, why thinking about him made me blush and smile madly at the same time, but I knew that I would have to stop letting it happen, because he was my instructor. As hard as it was to think of him like that when even his presence in the same room as me made me feel like fire and ice at the same time, I knew I would have to push those feelings aside.
After the rules had been explained to me, we all gathered in a circle, with Christina on one side of me and Marlene on the other, and Four opposite me. As we were about to start, Uriah decided we should play Never Have I Ever first, to get us ready, and once again the rules had to be explained to me. I didn't like the sound of taking a shot every time I'd done something, and it seemed most people didn't, because it was changed to half a shot instead of a whole. I decided it was lucky I'd come from Abnegation, because it meant I'd done barely anything.
"I'm going first!" said Christina, flicking her hair behind her ear. "Never have I ever...cried at a movie." There were quite a few shocked gasps, and Lynn, Marlene and Uriah all took shots, while I just shook my head, having not seen many movies, and never seen one that has made me cry.
"My go!" giggled Marlene, and I could tell she was drunk a bit when she said, "Never have I ever gotten drunk! Oh wait, I have. Well, I'll do that anyway!" Again, I shook my head, and everyone except me and Four took half a shot.
"I probably shouldn't be playing this with you guys, considering I'm instructor to half of you." he announced, and from pleading from Zeke and Shauna, he rolled his eyes and took half a shot.
"Have you never been drunk, Tris?" questioned Chris, and I stared at her with an incredulous look on my face while shaking my head. Of course I've never been drunk! We couldn't drink in Abnegation, and I've never done so here! Saying that it was now her mission to get me drunk, Chris smiled evilly and Uriah clapped gleefully, concerning me as to how far they were willing to go to get me drunk.
"Never have I ever been a transfer." Uriah inputted, and about half of us took half a shot, including me. It burnt as it went down, and I wondered why people would do this for fun.
"Never have I ever...gotten a tattoo." Will said, looking at me with raised eyebrows, knowing I have a tattoo, while everyone excluding him takes half a shot. Uriah looks at me and asks where my tattoo was, and I adjust my top so he can see the three ravens. Nodding appreciatively, he decides we should move on, but changes the rules of Candor or Dauntless.
"Not only can you take your clothes off," he begins, "but you can also take a whole shot if you don't want to do something. Clear?" As everyone nods, Lynn begins with.
"Tris, Candor or Dauntless?" Annoyed at being the first one chosen, I begrudgingly choose Dauntless, not wanting to have to spill my secrets. "Right, stand in the middle of the room." Lynn instructs, "Now close your eyes. Spin around, and only stop when you're thoroughly dizzy." Once I slowed to a stop, Lynn finished her dare with, "When you open your eyes, you'll play seven minutes in heaven with whoever's in front of you. Open!" I slowly open my eyes, still feeling dizzy and slightly ill from the spinning, and tell myself to keep breathing when I realise it's Four.
I struggle to breath anyway.
Inside Zeke's room, I perched on the bed, staring at Four, who, I reminded myself, was my instructor, who, I also reminded myself, was currently playing seven minutes in heaven with me. Neither of those facts helped me breath any easier.
"So, you're still not thoroughly engrossed in partying." he observed, sitting beside me on the bed. I smiled while shaking my head, saying,
"It's so weird. I don't see the appeal of spilling your deepest secrets or embarrassing yourself because someone told you too."
"I don't either, nobody does. It's watching someone else embarrass themselves that people enjoy. And trust me, spilling all my secrets is the last thing I want to do."
"So you have some deep secrets then." I grin, and he scratches the back of his neck, almost like he's embarrassed.
"Doesn't everyone? But yes, I definitely do. That's why I usually choose Dauntless."
"So, what's one of your secrets then? Any chance you'll tell me?" I joke, but he hesitates before shaking his head, leaving me to wonder if there's a possibility he would have told me.
"No. But, maybe one day." That statement makes my heart flutter, and I can feel a blush rising to my cheeks, no matter how many times I tell myself to stop it.
"But if you care to tell me one of yours, that's fine. Like, why you're blushing and breathing a lot faster." He grins, and I simply grimace, wishing it wasn't so obvious.
"Well, I just hate the thought of telling anyone my secrets, that's all." Shaking his head, he leans closer.
"You're clearly lying. You don't have to tell me the truth, but if you don't it will just leave me to assume things." I shake my head, stubbornly, and he just smiles more.
"I'm not lying!" I respond, but I'm smiling. "I'm just simply not telling the whole truth." Before he has a chance to respond, there's a knock on the door and it's pushed open, leaving me to stand up and walk out, smiling and trying to breath normally, with Four following behind me.