A/N Hello! How is everyone?
I don't actually have anything to say, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not Veronica Roth, OK? Don't own Divergent, OK?
OK? OK.

Tris POV

Christina rushes headlong into my house, then stops. "Where's your bedroom?" I shake my head, laughing slightly, and lead the girls upstairs. Marlene is holding supplies of what I'm guessing is makeup, and Shauna is dragging Lynn along.

Christina dumps all of our clothes onto my bed whilst Shauna puts a stereo down and begins playing music. Marlene says, "Where's the bathroom?"
"Down the hall," I reply, still slightly shocked. Marlene nods and pulls Lynn out of the room.

"Right," Christina says. "Tris, get changed. Shauna, hair. I'll take care of the makeup." She pushes my dress into my hands and I quickly strip and slip the velvety material over my head. It fits perfectly, just like when I tried it on in the shop. Shauna tugs me towards the dressing table, where she has already set up several hair products. She forces me into the chair and begins combing my hair, then takes a pair of tongs.

"Ouch."
"Oh, stay quiet. It'll be worth it."

And it is. When I look into the mirror ten minutes later, my hair frames my face in tangled waves. Shauna takes a bottle of hairspray and sprays it all over my head, making me cough. Christina takes me and makes me sit on the bed.

"Don't move."

She takes out a sheer peach lipgloss and makes me pinch my lips together to spread it. Then, she pulls out a stick of mascara and runs it along my eyelashes. I endure it until she reveals blusher.

"No. I am not wearing blusher, or eye shadow, or anything else."
"Please?" Christina begs, looking at me with wide puppy dog eyes. "Just some light blusher, no eye shadow. I promise."
I gnaw my lip. "Fine."
"Yay!" she squeals, then takes a brush and runs it gently along my cheekbones. "There. All done." I look into the mirror.

I see a girl with wide awake blue grey eyes framed with slightly smudged black. She has noticeable cheekbones and a slight rosy blush. Her hair, which is a light tawny blonde and has light brown streaks running through it, is stylishly 'messy' and falls below her shoulders, ending a few inches above her waist.

I am not the shy girl with large glasses and an almost sad expression. I am not Beatrice, not anymore - not ever. I am Tris.

Lynn comes shuffling into the room, looking down. "Look up!" Christina demands. Marlene comes in after Lynn and shoves her lightly.
"Come on, Lynn. You look good."
Reluctantly, Lynn looks up. Her hair, which is just above shoulder length and brown, is straightened. She wears the sweater and pair of jeggings I saw when we went shopping. Even though the sweater isn't tight, I can see her body curves in all the places it should. I am jealous for a moment, wishing that I didn't look I was twelve, but it is quickly replaced by admiration when Shauna comes out of the bathroom in her skirt and top.
"Shauna!" I say. "You look amazing!"

"Thank you, Tris. You as well. Christina, that dress! Marlene, you should go get changed."
I turn to Christina, who is now sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. Marlene changes into her dress quickly and begins applying make up. Soon, we are all dressed and ready to leave. We clatter down the stairs, I yell to Caleb that we're going out, and fifteen minutes later, we've pulled up to a big red brick house.

xXx

Four POV

Tobias,

I'm going away for two days. I've left money with this envelope. If it's not enough, tough.

-Mr Eaton

I sigh and throw the note away, then count how much he left me. 150 dollars. It should be fine. Looking up at the clock, I realise I have half an hour before the Pedrad brothers' party - the party Tris will be at. My heart skips a beat when I remember this, and I throw on a tight black shirt and jeans, then slip my feet into some white converse. I lock the door behind me. The house is less than ten minutes drive away, so I arrive just on time. I take a deep breath, and raise my hand to press the doorbell.

"Four, my man!" Zeke cheers as he opens the door, swaying slightly on his feet. I suspect the beer can he holds in his hand is not his first, and that he's already slightly drunk. Uriah comes up behind him, also a little inebriated, his face red. He pulls me in and claps his hand on my shoulder. I walk into the large living room. The room is dark and only lit up by flashing multi-coloured lights. Instinctively, I rake the room for Tris, and when I find her, laughing in the corner with Shauna, my heart rate picks up. She's in a white dress that hugs her body, and I notice things that I tell myself I should not, but that I do anyway. She has a slight rosy tone to her cheeks, and her eyes, rimmed in black, stand out even more, the stormy grey in them accented.
She looks up and notices me, and the smile that spreads across her face is so adorable that I am able to muster up the strength to walk up to her, but as I do, I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, Four," a voice whispers in my ear. It sends a sickly feeling down my neck. I spin around.

Lauren. I should have known. Why the hell did Zeke invite Lauren? He knows how much I hate her.

She's wearing a purple, sparkly dress. It's supposed to be tight - which it certainly is - so that it hugs her curves, but it doesn't work in the same way that Tris' does, instead looking plain slutty. It's also way too short. Other boys might like it, but it just makes me want to get away from her.

"Do you want to get out of here?" she continues, trailing her hand up my arm. God, this girl has no morals and no standards. I automatically compare her to Tris, who would never go to such desperate measures to get my attention. In fact, she doesn't even need to try - she always has it, and it demands to be kept. I am shaken out of my thoughts by Lauren, who says, "Well? Is that a yes?"

I desperately search for options, trying to find a way out. My gaze stops on Tris, who is staring at us. I think, for a moment, that I see hurt and even jealousy flash in her eyes, but whatever it is, it makes me realise that I have to do what Tris did in Music, but this time, she isn't going to help.
"For Christ's sake, Lauren. I'm not interested. I never will be. Just stay away."
"But -" she protests.
"No."

I turn my back on her and walk to where I saw Tris, but she is gone.

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"Alright!" Zeke yells. "If your name isn't Four, Tris, Shauna, Christina, Lynn or Marlene, leave!"
He hops down from the chair he was standing on, swaying and giggling as he lands on the ground. Everyone filters out, including Lauren - thank Lord - and only Zeke and Uriah's closest friends remain.
"Truth or Dare time!" Uriah squeals.

Oh no.

A/N Hehe, half cliffhanger!
I saw a trailer of Insurgent and Tobias was just looking at Tris with so much love in his eyes and eugh SHIP SHIP OTP
"Are you real?"
"Yeah, I'm real."

Songs listened to: Brokenhearted, Lawson (cover by the Vamps)
Alone Together, Fall Out Boy

Have a good week! Next update in one to two weeks!

~Joanna