Aftermath
A/N: I've had this idea for a while, I wanted to see how you would have like it. I will also be finishing off the rest of Divergent Prestigious High.
Tris, that's the name. 'A rebellious teen' according to my parents. I have two brothers, Zeke and Uriah. Zeke is currently up at LA doing study of some shit, I don't know and Uriah is there too, for University. Uriah is the same age as me, 19, while Zeke is 21. Surprise, surprise! Uriah and I are twins. But I decided I wanted a year free from all the hard work from school. Another surprise, I was actually one of the smartest people in my school, I finished school with a GPA of 4.34. But this good score came with a large price. In high school, I had no social life and was a reject. The school I went to was very judgemental by looks. All the 'popular' girls and guys were perfect. The girls had perfect tanned skin, blonde hair, skinny and a perfect smile. Of course, I was blessed with terrible teeth making me have braces for two and a half years. My eyesight got damaged a bit from studying so much without a light, giving me glasses. I had pimples all over my face and finally I had thin blonde hair and a fringe. The moment I finished High School, I realised how much more pretty I could have looked. I got my braces off, ditched the glasses for part-time contacts and tried to control the pimples growing on my face by eating healthy and staying fit.
That day I finished High School I looked in the mirror. My eyes were vibrant; I had luscious blonde hair, high cheekbones, and pulp lips. I thought to myself. I gave up so much for school, now let's see what I've missed. From that moment and on I went to hair salons, I shopped in real clothing shops, I bought makeup, I went to parties, I've slept with men, I have friends. Now look where I am, I am a part-time model with popularity, with real fucking friends, whose lived that party life. And currently I shall continue that.
Right now, I'm getting ready to go to one of the biggest parties of the year with my best friend Christina. I place on some smoky brown eye shadow to finish the touches to my eyes. I figured out darker eye shadows made my eyes pop. I have a swipe of light pink lip-gloss on with some salmon blush over my perfect olive complexion. I let my naturally highlighted blonde hair flow down. I slip on a black crop top and a gold skirt matching the together to look like a dress. Christina beside me wears a small red tube dress looking flawless as usual. We head out, me, as usual, not telling my parents where I am. I buckle up some black stilettos like Christina before we head off to the party.
It's crazy! Lights flashing everywhere, the music pumping up, not to mention how many people are here even though it is 'exclusive'. Christina's boyfriend, Will, is holding the party with a couple of his mates. We enter in after giving the bouncer a glance of our faces. Everything is crazy!
Christina pull me with her to go and find her boyfriend. We step up onto the small stage where they stand.
"Hey babe," Will shouts at Christina giving her a long kiss.
"Okay, okay that's enough," I cut in.
"Oh, Tris these are the other hosts," Will introduces "This is Ted, Kyle, Jacob and I think Four wondered off,"
I give a slight nod at them. I have the sudden urge to get drunk.
"Well, I shall say farewell to you two while I toddle off and get drunk," I mention.
I walk over to the bar, propping myself onto a stool. Just before a order a drink someone cuts in.
"Could I get this pretty girl something to drink?" A man asks
"I'll have a Martini, thank you,"
Soon enough our drinks come back.
"Thank you," I say to this unknown man.
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be by yourself at a bar, I'm Peter by the way,"
"Tris,"
"Well, Tris you have one fine body,"
Pervert I think.
"Thanks?" I say more like a question
"You want to get out of here?" Peter asks suddenly invading my personal space.
"That went a bit quick,"
"I bought you a drink and introduced myself, how is that quick?"
"Never mind and for your information I'm fine where I am," I state strongly
"I didn't spend my money to buy you to get rejected," Peter hisses sliding his hand up my leg.
"Piss off," I say pushing him roughly away
"Oh little girl likes to play rough," he comments before grabbing my wrist.
Tris, remember, sensitive spots: foot, nose and groin.
I stomp on his foot as hard as I can with the heel of my shoe. He groans in pain. I elbow his nose and knee is groin before walking away sassily. Unknown to me, Peter grabs my shoulder planning on punching me until a large hand caught his fist.
"The lady told you to piss off," he growls with his deep voice.
Peter looks up at this other guy and stomps away angrily.
I sigh deeply. "Thank you," I says before looking up at him for the first time.
HOLY SHIT is this dude hot. He has deep blue orbs, long eyelashes, a killer jawline and full lips. His hair is styles up and has extremely muscular arm. He wears some jeans and plain black shirts with some Chuck Taylors.
"I'm Tris," I introduce myself
"I'm Four,"
Four, four, I've heard that recently, OH YES the other host guy thing
"Oh your friends with Will," I say
"You know Will?" he asks
"Yeah, best friends boyfriend," I mention rolling eyes.
He lets out a small chuckle. Fuck is that hot
"How do you know Will?"
"Don't really know him too well, he needed some help with the party I was just in the state, he's friends with my best friends younger brother,"
"I'm guessing your known for throwing killer parties if he called you," I joke
"You bet,"
I stare into his ocean blue orbs. I swear I could drown just by staring at them.
"Shots for the pretty lady and the handsome man," the bartender says placing down a bunch of shots.
Four reaches for his wallet but the bartender said it was all right.
I grabbed on and lifted it up.
"To parties?"
"To parties," Four confirms before we both take the shot.
One after another, it was just so addicting. The alcohol pleasing the dehydration but than giving your throat a burning sensation making you thirsty again.
"No, no more," Four rejects
"Come on just one more," I pressure
"Okay,"
We both grabbed a shot and swallowed it down. My vision went blurry and my mind was fuzzy.
"I really like you, your really hot," I slur
"Your fucking hot," Four or is it Five? Says back clearly drunk.
"Come closer," I say pulling him closer to me.
"Just a little bit more," I whisper bringing my lips onto his.
It was like a drug. The longer we kissed, the more I wanted. Fireworks went off crazy in my body. Every place he touched me felt like it was going to exploded. Four's lips left mine unwilling trailing down my neck, peppering kissed everywhere his lips passed and stopped at the spot behind my ear. His lips stay there sucking the skin making me moan loudly.
"Let's go upstairs," he whispers.