Uriah POV

"I dare you to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with Marlene"

Marlene and I exchange a look. She looks nervous but then I remember Tris's kiss with Zeke and I stand up grabbing Marlene's hand and stepping into the other room. I close the door behind me.

"Listen, Uri, we're friends so let's just not do anything. You see I like Gabe. I'm sorry if you don't feel the same way."

"It;s ok Mar, we're just friends." I tell her. I look at her and smirk. "By the way I'm totally setting you up with Gabe."

"Please do, just don't mention that I like him." she replies with confidence.

"YOU GUYS CAN COME OUT" Lynn shouts. We walk back in and see our friends all looking at us suggestively.

"Nothing happened, if thats what you're wondering." Marlene tells them. They all shrug and get back to the game. We play a few more rounds and decide to call it a night. I go back to my apartment and collapse on the couch into a dreamless sleep.

~TRIS POV~

I start to head back to my apartment, where I live with my roommate Acacia. Two years ago, when I was 14, I got into a car crash. My parents and my brother Caleb all died. I have my own apartment with Acacia now.

She ran away from her abusive parents in Amity. Her father was a drunk and one day she just left in the middle of the night. While sneaking past the Dauntless guards she got cut really badly on her leg, and she rode the train to the city. When she made it to the hospital they stitched her up but she needed physical therapy. That's where we met. We both realized we had nowhere to live, so we bought an apartment together. With a little convincing, I got Zeke's friend Four to change her status in the system to Dauntless so none of the leaders would question her.

I see Acacia on the couch watching Cupcake Wars, still in her pajamas. She had food poisoning so she didn't join us at the party. She didn't hear me walk in.

"Ugh, Mamie's display was waaay better. That other one is just tacky." I say, glaring at the screen. "How you feeling?" I ask her sitting on the back of the couch.

"Like a pig crapped inside my head. Remind me never to eat Korean food ever again."

"Ok so I guess shouldn't order Hema's tonight?" I say, looking through our stack of take out menus. "What about Tiparos? Or Big Bowl?" She immediately perks up at the mention of Big Bowl. "Yes! And Insomnia Cookies for dessert?"

"Sure you don't want Sprinkles? I need something to compare the cupcakes on that show to. Red Velvet." I say in a sing song voice.

"Screw it, I'm ordering both." I throw up my hands and walk to the phone. As i place the orders I hear Acacia groan as she attempts to stand up. I can't help but laugh at her and she flips me off. After the orders are done I go to my bathroom and examine myself in the mirror. My light blonde bangs are getting longer. I sadly remove the perfectly winged eyeliner and pull my hair into a messy bun. Tris looks like the girl on the cover photo, Suki Waterhouse. I change into my pj's and join Acacia on the couch. I'm wearing shorts and I can see my scars, once ugly have now faded to faint white lines. I have a short one under my left thumb too, where a shard of glass went really deep into my skin.

Acacia hands me a mug full of tea. We curl up under the blanket and wait for our food, talking in the meantime.

"So how was the party?" Acacia says loudly over the voice of Justin Willman, the TV host.

"It was ok. Typical Pedrad party." She nods understandingly. "Truth or Dare?"

"Yup"

"Typical. Hey that reminds me, initiation is soon. You nervous?' she asks me

"Yeah, but also excited to scare the transfers. Remember last year, when we scared the pants off that Erudite girl, and she was older than us?" I say while laughing at the memory. She laughs too "Yeah and she was freaking out because we told her that Dauntless have to become factionless at the age of 30? How long did it take her to realize that was just an old myth?"

"I dont think she ever did." We both laugh more. We discuss initiation and what we want to tell the transfers, which somehow turns into talk about the difference between jam and marmalade. Our conversations tend to trail off like that.

When the food gets here we eat and watch our TV, eventually falling asleep right in our seats.

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