MANY WEEKS LATER
Tris POV
"Here are your rankings." Four turns on the screen
Peter
Tris
Reagan
Christina
Zack
Will
Al
Molly
Drew

Below the line are Al, Molly, and Drew. They're now factionless. Those poor kids. Reagan runs up to Zack and dances.
"WE MADE IT!" Zack kisses Reagan, and they don't pull away. I walk over to Four.
"Thank you!" He pulls me over to the back hall and kisses me. I kiss back then pull away.
"Let's go back before they think something." I run over to Reagan. We squeal, then hug. Zack runs over and hugs me. He pulls away and smiles at me. He grins, then kisses Reagan. I can't believe it. We're Dauntless members. I went through so much, and it paid off. I went though Tobias's fear landscape, went though my own, and met the greatest friends I could have. I did it. I'm Dauntless.
"Hey, Tris!" Christina yells, then comes closer to me. "Uriah's having a party. Wanna come?"
"Totally!" I respond, excited.
"But first, we're going shopping." I groan. I should of known this would happen. Oh well, she's been dying to take me.
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Reagan POV
"Nice place Zeke." I sit next to Zack in a tight navy dress with matching flats.
"You look nice, Reagan." Zack smiles.
"You too." He's dressed casually, but I don't care. He could be wearing something hidious and still be cute. Tris is the last one to enter with Chris. They're both also wearing navy dresses, but in a diffren style. The guys say hello, then Uriah begins to intruduce the game.
"We're playing Candor or Dauntless. Remember Candor's truth, Dauntless dare. I fou don't want to do the dare or answer the question, take off an peice of clothing. SHOES AND SOCKS DON'T COUNT." He sits down. "Ready?" We nod. "I'll go first. Reagan." Shoot. "C or D?"
I think. "Dauntless." I say proudly. Uriah smirks.
"I dare you to kiss your least favorite person." I stand up, and Uriah, Tris, Zack, and Chris follow. I run to the Pit. I'm taking this dare to the next level.
"Oh Peter!" Peter walks over to me, smirking. "I just wanted to say, I've always loved you, not Zack. It was always you." I hear Chris giggling.
"I knew that you'd come to me. I swoop my arms around him and he puts his arms a bit lower than my hips, if you know what I mean. I lean in to kiss him, but then brush my lips against his.
"Teasing, I see?" he smiles. I lean in again, then headbutt him hard.
"Wow, your really stupid to think I like you. Now get of my butt." I kick him in the nuts, then run away. We walk back in Zeke's apartment, laughing.
"Reagan kicked Peter in the nuts!" Tris tells the story, and soon everyone's laughing.
"Ok guys," they quiet down. "Four, Candor or Dauntless?"
"Dauntless. I'm not afraid of you." Tris runs over to me and whispers a dare.
" I dare you to play Are You Nervous with, who again Tris? Oh yeah, MARLENE!" Marlene, Uriah, and Four gasp.
"No." he takes off his shirt.
"Zeke, bro Can-"
"Candor." Zeke interupts.
"PANSYCAKE!"
"What is your biggest fear?"
"Rainbows." We all burst out laughing. "I regret nothing. Zack, C or D?"
"Dauntless." He smirks at me.
"I dare you to make out with Reagan in the middle of our circle, thingy." I look at him and shrug. We scoot torwards the middle. He leans in and kisses me, and I kiss back hard. I fall on top of him on accident. Uriah pokes me, and I pull away and punch his nipple. I then go back and kiss Zack. We pull away later, happy. I go back to my seat, and he follows.
"Will, you know the question."
"Candor."
"PANSYCAKE!"
"Do you like Chris?"
"Yes." He blushes.
"Lynn, T or D?"
"DAUNTLASSSSS!"
"Go propose to Eric." She leaves, then comes back 5 minutes later.
"HE SAID YES!" she dances, then sits. "Mar?"
"Candor."
"PANSYCAKE!" URIAH SCREAMS.
"Have you and Uriah kissed? Like, hard?" She takes off her shirt.
"Tris?"
"Dauntless." Tris grins.
"Go kiss Zack for three seconds or more." She walks over to Zack and kisses him too long, but Zack isn't stopping her.
"That's enough." I say, but they don't stop. "TRIS, GET OFF MY MAN." I push her away. I pull Zack out the door. "We'll be back in a sec." I close the door.
"What?" He shrugs.
"What's wrong? You were kissing my friend, and my the looks of it, you were liking it." I cross my arms. "I thought I was your one and only."
"I tried to, but she bit my lip and didn't let go." I go back in and pull Tris by the ear into the hall. Four tries to pull her back in, but I give him a look.
"WHAT THE HECK TRIS?!" WHY DIDN'T YOU PULL AWAY?!" I scream.
"You're hair's nice."
"Of course, you're drunk." I pull her back in. "Tris is drunk everyone." I shove her torwards Four. "She's yours."
"Urrrri," Tris slurrs.
"Dauntless?" Uriah asks.
"Gooooooo to a lakkeeeee." Uri takes off his shirt, unsure what Tris tried to say.
"Zeke-"
"Dauntless."
"I dare you to kick us out, I'm tired."
"Ok. GET OUT EVERYONE." We all leave. Zack tries to apoligize, but I've had enough. I go to the bakery and eat six cakes, crying. I hate life right now.

Peter POV
As I'm heading to the bakery, I hear crying. I open the door to see Reagan. Perfect timing. I walk behind her.
"Get away Peter. I'm not in the mood." She puts her elbow on the table.
"Then let me help you feel better." I put my arm around her neck. She turns to me.
"I'm fine, Peter. Thanks though."
"You don't look fine. Come here." I reach for her arm and pull her to me.
"No,get away from me," she says fiercly.
"Meow! Someone's fiesty."I smirk.
"I have a boyfriend."
"He broke your heart. I wouldn't do that to yo-"
"I WILL NEVER BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND PETER!" She sobs. "I'm Zack's girlfriend, even if he did kiss Tris." She covers her mouth. "Shoot." I sit down next to her.
"Reagan, look at me." She turns her head and I see those beautiful hazel eyes. "Zack isn't good enough for a amazing, beautiful, strong girl like you. And if he doesn't get that, he's not the one."
"Oh my god. Peter," she smiles a litttle smile. "I didn't think you thought of me that way." Zack enters the bakery.
"Reagan! Are you ok?" He tries to come over to hug her, but I block him.
"No she is not. You kissed her friend! There's an problem."
"IT WAS A DARE, PETER! I HAD TO KISS TRIS!"
"You could of pulled away sooner." Reagan stands up. She walks next to me. "Jenna was right. It was too good to be true." She walks out of the bakery.
"WHO THE HECK IS JENNA?!" He sits down on the bench. Mission acomplished. I walk out the bakery smirking. Reagan's mine now.