A/N Hi! I hope you guys had a good week!

So this is the second part of the party, picking up from the beginning of Truth Or Dare. This is going to be a 50/50, with half in Tobias' point of view at the beginning, and ending with Tris'.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer:
Me: Tris, say that I don't own anything.
Tris: Why? I've got enough problems, I'm dead and I miss Tobias.
Me: Say it.
Tris: Fine. She doesn't own anything.
Me: That was easy.
Tris: Eh.
Idek what kind of disclaimer that was -_-

Four/ Tobias POV

"So," Zeke slurs, collapsing next to me, "you and Tris, huh?"
"I don't like her," I deny.
Lies, lies, lies.
"Please. Whenever any girl comes near you, you bite their head off. As far as I can see, Tris is still alive and you look at her differently from everyone else."
"Fine," I mutter.
"I knew it!" Zeke says. "We are so getting you hooked up."
"You are not getting me hooked up with anybody," I threaten, but Zeke has already called over Uriah and is whispering in his ear, whilst Uriah nods his red face.
What have I gotten myself into?

"Let's start!" Marlene says. "I think we should make it Strip Truth Or Dare, to make it more exciting!"
Tris interjects, her voice quiet but clear. "What's Strip Truth Or Dare?"
You really don't want to know, Tris.
"If you don't want to do or answer what is given to you, then you need to take off a piece of clothing. Socks, shoes and jewellery don't count." Christina explains. Tris looks alarmed.

"OK!" Marlene says. "Lynn, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Lynn says, glaring at Uriah, who says the same thing every time somebody answers like this.
"PANSY-" Uriah begins shouting, but Lynn says, "Uriah, if you call me a pansycake I swear to God I will kill you."
"What's a pansycake?" Tris says, smiling slightly.
"It's slang," Shauna says. "Uriah found a book of old insults and one of the most rude things you could do was call someone a pansycake, and now Uriah's trying to being it back, which will never happen."
"Hey!" Uriah complains.
"Anyway," Marlene continues, "Lynn, who do you like?"
Lynn flushes bright red - a first - and looks up at the clock, saying, "Oh look. It's nearly my curfew, I need to go." She pulls her bag over her shoulder and leaves in a hurry.
"What was that?" Christina says. "I don't know," replies Marlene, her brow creased in confusion. "OK, um, Christina, I'll ask you since Lynn's gone. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth. Uriah, shut your mouth."
Marlene asks her the same question, and Christina is saved from answering by Shauna, who says, "Will."
"Will?" I say.
"Yeah, he goes to the same school but he's not really in our group. Christina met him at a friend's party and has liked him ever since."
"Excuse me!" Christina exclaims. "It was my choice whether to answer it or not!"
"Too late," Shauna smirks.
"Four, truth or dare?" Christina asks.
I think for a moment. Christina can come up with evil truths, so I go for a dare.
"I dare you to tell us your real name."

I roll my eyes. I'm asked the same thing every time, and I respond in the same way every time as well. I pull off my shirt.
Tris' mouth is slightly open as she sees me. She tries to look around to cover it up, but every time her eyes come back. Why is she staring?

Could she like me?
Don't be stupid.
But why is she staring?
She's surprised.
Could she like me?
Yeah, right.

"Have some grace, Trissy!" Christina teases, nudging Tris. "Stop staring!"
Tris flushes, and even though I feel half flattered, half confused, I still want to save her from embarrassment.
"Uriah, Truth or Dare?"
"DARE! I AIN'T NO PANSYCA-"
"Uriah," Marlene glares, "shut up."
Uriah looks down and shuts his mouth, whilst Christina whispers something in Tris' ear. Tris chuckles. It's a quiet chuckle, but nevertheless, it sounds like music to my ears.
"I dare you to... go outside and sing thirty seconds of a song that Marlene gets to choose."
"Eugh, fine," Uriah says.
Marlene chooses the song 'Best Of Both Worlds' from Hannah Montana.

Uriah steps outside into the driveway and begins singing.

You get the limo out front
Hottest styles, every shoe, every colour
Yeah, when you're famous it can be kinda fun
It's really you but no one ever discovers
In some ways you're just like all your friends
But on stage you're a star

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both worlds

The best of both worlds!

We're crying with laughter by this point, and Shauna has whipped out her phone and is videoing everything. Uriah's neighbours have opened their curtains and are staring at us, some annoyed, some amused. It's late at night, so we've probably disturbed a night's sleep.

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Tris POV

Four pulls off his shirt, showing his toned stomach muscles. I try not to stare, but it's difficult. My eyes always wander back to him.
"Have some grace, Trissy! Stop staring!" Christina laughs. I look down, my face on fire. Four's eyes flick to me.
"Uriah, Truth or Dare?" he asks.
"DARE! I AIN'T NO PANSYCA-"
"Uriah," Marlene threatens, "shut up."
Uriah quietens down noticeably and I stifle a snort.

"The girlfriend always wins," whispers Christina in my ear. "They're together?" I say. "No, but isn't it obvious?"

"I dare you to go outside and sing thirty seconds of a song that Marlene gets to choose." Uriah groans, but consents.
"I've got it!" Marlene exclaims. "The most embarrassing song! Best Of Both Worlds from the Hannah Montana movie!"
Uriah gets up, shaking his head as he goes out the front door to perform his dare, us trailing after him in anticipation of the entertainment to come. He begins singing. He actually has a good voice, but we're laughing so hard it's hard to hear him. He stops after thirty seconds, then does a fancy bow to all the people staring out of their windows.

We stumble back into the house, clutching our sides. Uriah glares at all of us, half angry but still smiling slightly. I wipe tears from my eyes. We reform the circle, and the game resumes.
"Zeke, Truth or Dare?" Uriah asks, grinning evilly.
"Dare."
"I dare you to put three handfuls of ice down your pants and keep it there for forty seconds."
"That's easy," Zeke laughs.
"Oh, you think?"

Uriah leaves the room and comes back a minute later with a bucket of ice. Zeke quickly plunges his hand into it and puts the ice down his trousers. "3, 2 1..." Uriah counts.
"AHHHH! SHIT SHIT SHIT! URIAH YOU FILTHY BASTARD!"

We all burst into laughter as Zeke hops around the room and then rushes into the bathroom. Five minutes later, he comes back with different (dry) trousers on, glaring at us.
"Tris, Truth Or Dare?" My eyes widen. I was hoping that I wouldn't be chosen, but I should have known better than to hope.
"Nobody chooses a truth on their first time playing," Christina murmurs into my ear.
"Um, OK then," I say nervously. "Dare."
Zeke's eyes glimmer. "I dare you to sit on Four's lap for the rest of the game." he says smoothly, with no hesitation. Uriah grins drunkenly. Wait. Is this planned?
"I don't have to do it, do I?" I ask. "I can just strip." I glance at Four, or Tobias - as I must call him by in my head now - and he looks half upset and disappointed, almost as if he wants me to sit on his lap. It's not that I don't want to be close to him, it's just that I'm not really touchy feely after Pe-
"Well yeah," Uriah interrupts. "But you're just wearing a dress."
"Should have warned you," Christina says. "Sorry." She doesn't look very sorry, though, because she's grinning evilly, as if she knew this would happen.
"Aw, Tris!" Marlene says sympathetically. "You could have chosen Truth!"
"What?" I shriek. "Christina!"
"Ah ah ah, I never said you couldn't choose Truth. I said nobody actually does. Shame, though. You could have made history," she teases.
"I hate you," I say.
"You don't really, Trissy poo. Everyone loves me."

I roll my eyes. "OK."
I get up and walk over to Tobias, and sit in his lap. Almost instinctively, he wraps an arm around my waist so I stay in his lap, then smiles at me. I smile back - I can't help myself - and then clear my thoughts. It's not like he could ever like me. Shauna gives Christina and Marlene a knowing smile. I shake my head.
"Shauna, Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"PANSYCAKE!" Uriah screams, getting it in before any of us can say anything.
"Anyway," I snigger. "Do you like Zeke?" I ask outright. I've seen them sneak glances at each other, and some point in the game, their hands somehow found their way together.
Shauna snorts. "Tris honey, of course I do. He's my boyfriend."
"Really?!" I exclaim. Tobias chuckles at my surprise, and then puts his hand to his mouth when I look at him, almost as if he is surprised I bothered to look at him.
"Yeah. We're just not really believers in PDA."
"Well that was useless," I mumble.
"Marlene, Truth Or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Do you like Uriah?"
Uriah's eyes light up and he nods to Shauna, almost as if thanking her. Shauna simply smirks.
Marlene turns bright red and mumbles something under her breath.
"What? I'm sorry, we didn't hear you." I tease.
"Yes, OK?!" she yells, and then looks down again, her face still a tomato.
Uriah has a grin on too wide for his face and he goes over to Marlene and whispers something in her ear. When he is finished, Marlene shrieks, "Yes! Yes!"
Uriah places his hands on Marlene's cheeks and pulls her into a kiss. We all 'ah' and they only part when Zeke throws his sock at them and says, "Break it up, lovebirds! It's getting late, anyway. We need to finish up."
We all say thanks and filter out slowly, leaving the Pedrad brothers to clean up the mess we left behind.
"Oh, man!" Zeke says as the door closes after us. "I'm going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow."

A/N So, how was that? I'm sorry I took nearly two weeks to update, my life has been really crazy recently and I've had a lot of scripts and essays to write, but I have managed to write another chapter, and it's the longest one yet, I think it's nearly 2000 words? And I'm going to see Insurgent on something like the 23rd March? EEK SO EXCITED DEAD

Songs listened to: A Little Too Much, Shawn Mendes
Favourite Record, Fall Out Boy

As before, next update in a few weeks. Have a good day!

~Joanna