*Hey please read this! This chapter was sooo hard to write. If their are any mistakes I'm sorry I just can't keep reading it over and over. Because mistakes only mean we are human. But I have been busy as usual and I was sick for a week. That's why I couldn't post. I hope this chapter makes up for it. In this chapter I can only describe outfits and other items so much so in my Profile is a link where pictures for everything. Check them out! Because her dress for something like this is like damn!

Now after you read this I want you to know I have loved writing this. You writing back or messaging me was heart touching. So don't be too upset at the ending.

Now I celebrate Christmas so Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year! But for those who don't I wish you a happy holiday and a wonderful winter!

Goodbye to all of you! And thankyou for ever reading this story!

~MT~

Beatrice Prior December Friday 19th 9:00 AM

I couldn't stop reading it. Repeating verse after verse, line after line, and tear after tear.

My voice could not speak words all yesterday. Instead my mind could only speak.

Deciding whether I actually can forgive him. I know he still did that "try on the mask thing" but that was more of Zeke. Tobias started to give up and stopped mentioning Beauty of Dauntless because he was forgetting her. Which meant he was looking at me not her. But what he said is why I'm still deciding if I can forgive him.

I get that when ever Tobias saw me I had brown hair. That it did look believable.

That I never mentioned being her before, until then.

I also understand that the day had been horrible. That he was fun infuriated by these woman trying to win him over. That each one portrayed they were me.

But I still don't know if I can fully forgive myself for what I have done to make this mess, and to forgive his part as well.

Walking back to my room from my workout I notice a note on my door.

My heart is broken and pieces are falling out. Each one has a home in my heart. Please pick up the pieces as they fall.

At my feet is placed a black box with a hold bow. Getting my keys out I unlock the door and bring the box inside. Pulling the two bow strands the box sides fall.

Below is another box and sitting on top is a chain. It connects to a loop so it's a bracelet. Setting it aside I open the next layer. Revealing another layer with a card and something attached. It's a star charm.

When I look into your eyes it's like I see the galaxy.

Next layer.. Wings

Whoever we touch I feel as I'm flying.

Next layer... Mountain

Ain't no Mountain high enough to keep me away.

Next layer... A Christmas hat?

This may seem silly but seeing you made my heart grow three sizes.

Oh the Grinch! I watch that with Caleb all the time. How did he know?

Next layer... A sun

You shine brighter then anyone.

Next layer... Movie Film

I would choose movies with you over any day.

Next layer... Volkswagen Beatle

Who could forget your red bug?

Next layer... Key

Take care of the key to my heart.

Next layer... A small 6

Who says it's a coincidence we both are numbers?

Next layer.. Skis

For plummeting the largest mountain with me.

Next layer... Cards

God damn that poker face!

Next layer... Snowflake

No snowflake is alike, much like you.

Next layer... My name in cursive.

The girl I am in love with.

I can't wipe this smile off my face. It seems as if it's surgically planted there.

This is making it hard to decide because I'm not fully sure if I should go or not.

Why can't life be simpler!

The door is thrown open as Lynn and Al walk through.

"You look stupid."

"No one asked for your opinion."

"Well you don't ask but sometimes you get it."

"Yeah an STD?"

"Go to hell dipshit." She plops on the couch and he stands with his arms crossed. Wearing an eye patch?

"Al what happened to your eye?"

"Told you it was stupid." Lynn mumbles as his glare silences her.

"G.R.I"

"What?"

"G.R.I. Glitter related injury."

"I'm not going to even ask." I raise my hands in mock defense and sit on the couch.

"Where did you get that bracelet?"

"No one."

"Did he get you... Oh he did didn't he!" Al squeals.

"Maybe."

"Eeeeeeek it's sooo cute!"

"God does he have an off button!"

"No!" I yell at Lynn as Al plays with the bracelet. Squealing at each charm as he reads the note. Lynn huffs in frustration and sits down taking her camera from her bag out. Sorting through pictures she deletes a few. Al finally sits down after his decent amount of taking at me.

"On a new note are you going to preform for the christmas special?" She asks me.

"Why wouldn't I? I mean I already promised Tori that I would go to the studio party and preform." Al quickly starts talking.

"Oh that's good you should go beca.."

"Al stop avoiding the fact. He's going to be there."

"He?" I hope she says Michael Buble or some singer. Just not the name I'm thinking of. Because I don't know if I can face him or questions right now. Oh please don't say...

"Four." Shit. Why may I ask does that number has to be used more often now?

"Tris I know that look. Your going to be fine. The party is full of people, you may not even confront him."

"Sure because he won't be looking for me riiiiiiight." I roll my eyes at her stupidity,

"Don't sass Lady Assface that's my job." Al says.

"Well suck it up missy. You promised Tori and that's final. Your going."

"Assface is right. Your going cause I have the perfect outfit."

"Yes mom, dad." I mock and both gag at the thought of being married.

"Fine but it better not be slutty." I huff at his devilish smirk.

"Oh never."

Great.

Beatrice Prior November 20th 7:00 PM Wu Studios

"I can't do this! What if he confronts me! I might not be able to speak. Can we just go back to my dorm!"

"God dammit Tris! You look hot and your going to kill it tonight. Show him what he's missing."

Groaning in frustration I look into the rear mirror one last time. Al is right he did a good job on me.

The navy lace dress fits my body like a glove. Not tugging or skin tight like most girls. The sleeves run down my arms cascading in navy fabric. A small amount of large, sliver glitter specks scatter the dress shinning around. The skirt flaring loosely slightly at my hips. Then on the end of the dress, right at my knee, is a nice trim of classic more vintage lace. Classy, young, modern, vintage, and perfect. My blonde hair parted in soft curls draping down. I give Al props for turning me into something that is pretty good.

Parking in my VIP spot for tonight we get out of my car. Adjusting of course to my silver glitter heels he forced me into. Al getting out of the drivers seat I get a good look of his outfit again. His black suit, red plaid shirt, and black bow tie. Only he can pull of christmas plaid like its nothing.

Al pulls out the card to side door, because the press is at the front. Sliding the card down its grants us access. Before we know it we are inside for the party.

Musicians and artists are every where. Red and green fills the room in the decor and outfits. Champagne flutters in each hand and laughs fill the air.

"Come on let's get something to drink." He pulls me over into the crowd. A waitress hands us both a glass of eggnog. Taking a sip a hand is placed on my shoulder.

Turning around I face Lynn and another girl. Lynn wears a low cut red dress and the red, curly haired girl wears a matching green one. The girl is about the same height of Lynn and the same size. The only difference is her long curly, red hair and the plaster of freckles on her face. Then I notice them holding hands.

"I want you guys to meet my girlfriend, Kate. Kate this my best friend Tris and the very gay Al."

"It's nice to meet you Kate." She smiles and then starts to use sign language as she talks.

"No, I can't believe I'm meeting the Six or Tris Prior." She says while signing. Kate must have seen my do confusion because she signs and speaks again.

"Sorry it's habit to use sign language. See I was born deaf but don't worry I can read lips."

"Oh okay. Well how did you and Lynn meet?"

"See I love art. Since I can't hear I've always thought art was the way to my ears. That the piece was music that only I could hear." I can see the way Lynn looks at her she really likes her.

"I was looking at an exhibit when I asked Lynn about a piece. The picture captured a small girl wrapped in a man arms. Sitting on top the bed she clutched him. Not in any sexual way, but in a loving way. As if she would be lost without him. Yet even in her tear stricken face he looked down at her as if she was his light to a dark world. That she was his everything." Both Lynn and her smile at each other.

"I asked Lynn who the artist was and how they could capture such raw emotion. As if it wasn't even staged. Then she told me it was her and of course I asked Lynn to coffee so I could see more of her art. To be honest I would think the girl in the picture would be you but you have blonde hair not brown."

"Lynn do you have something you want to share please?" I ask because I did have brown hair for a temporary time.

"I woke up one night to a scream. Naturally I slept with my camera beside me because I tend to forget about it. When I went to check on you I saw him comforting you and I just had to. It was adorable but if I even mentioned it you would have killed me."

"Damn straight." I mutter.

"Now that I have met the beautiful Tris, Al I have heard so much about you."

"Al?"

"Al why is your face like that. You look like you have seen a ghost." Lynn remarks.

"The world is ending! Kill me now! I cannot continue! Lady Assface has found someone before me!"

"And he's back to his normal state now." I shake my head at the him as he finishes his spiked egg nog.

"I call not taking him home after his third drink!" I say putting my finger on my nose incase she calls nose goes.

"Damn! He tends to fall if he gets drunk!"

"I know and that's why I decide not to carry his arse home." I smirk cheering my drink to her.

Together we talk for a while as it seems Al drinks like a fish. As he describes he's lonely and egg nog is his date.

"I'm going to go find Tori you three have fun." I wave goodbye as I walk through the party. One of the studio rooms is open by the room and I can see an artist singing. It's clear that the music playing right now is the radio and the artist is on live for the radio.

I see her black hair bob as she kisses buds cheek and talks to an artist.

"Tris glad you could make it! Your going to be up for singing christmas carols on the radio soon."

"What?"

"Oh everyone's singing tonight. But I have had many requests for you, the newbie to sing." She grins wide and I shake my head at the comment.

"No butts your singing." She points her finger at me and I can't help but laugh. Tori is acting like she's my mother and the thought of that is amusing.

"Whatever you say Tori."

Walking around I grab myself a water and look for Lynn and Mr. Soon-to-be-drunkass. Until I am shocked by an arm linked in mine. I didn't even realize Lynn was behind me...

That's not Lynn.

Instead it's a navy and white plaid kind of checker shirt I see. With a navy jacket, red bow tie, and red pants. Smiling with a bright white smile is someone I didn't expect.

Uriah.

"May I take you on a tour my fine lady."

"I guess..."

"Why thankyou." He guides me through people. Weaving our way endlessly through the party.

"Uriah what are you doing?"

"Just a favor for a friend." A favor?

"What exactly is that favor?"

"You will see." His grin reaches his eyes and we stop. Right at the studio we are greater by Will and Zeke. Will is wearing an outfit just like Uriah except its all navy instead of part red. Then Zeke's is green and navy. Turning my back I face them.

"It's nice to see you all but why did you bring me over here?"

"Turn around." Zeke spins me and then I see it.

His gray coat, black pants, black vest, white shirt, and gray tie. Making his deep blue eyes shine as he sits at the microphone. All my senses tune on him and avoid everything else.

Over the radio I hear it. His deep voice is music to my ears.

"This song hoes out to someone very special to me. May all her christmas wishes come true." He glances over at me and smiles before starting.

Don't want a lot for Christmas

There's just one thing I need

Don't care about those presents

Underneath the Christmas tree

I just want you for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

You know that all I want for Christmas

Is you...

I won't ask for much this Christmas

I won't even wish for snow

No, I'm just gonna keep on waiting

Underneath the mistletoe

There's no sense in hanging stockings

There upon the fireplace

Cause Santa he won't make me happy

With a toy on Christmas Day

I just want you here tonight

Holding on to me so tight

Girl, what can I do?

You know that all I want for Christmas

Is you...

And all the lights are shining

So brightly everywhere

And the sound of children's

Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing

I can hear those sleigh bells ringing

Santa won't you bring me the one I really love

Won't you please bring my baby to me...

I don't want a lot for Christmas

This is all I'm asking for

No, I just wanna see my baby

Standing right outside my door

I just want you for my own

More that you could ever know

Make my wish come true

You know that all I want for Christmas

Is you...

Is you...

I don't think I can face him or this right now. I don't know what to say to this. Turning around I walk out of the room. Leaving the party space I walk down to studio 6. Opening the door I close it behind me. Not bothering to turn on the lights just flipping a couple switches on the sound board. Then only turning the light on to my recording room, but I plan on not recording any of this. With my headphones on and the mics set up I switch everything on. And I'm live.

Tobias Eaton

I hope I haven't scared her off. All I want her to know is how lost without her I am.

My thinking is stopped by something that catches me on the radio. But the studio is empty...

"This goes go all those families celebrating the holidays. Even if you can't be together."

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,

Let your heart be light

From now on,

our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,

Make the Yule-tide gay,

From now on,

Our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,

Happy golden days of yore.

Faithful friends who are dear to us

Gather near to us once more.

Through the years

We all will be together,

If the Fates allow

Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.

And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.

Her voice I could hear every day. Hastily I walk into the studio and ask Bud something.

"Where is it coming from?"

"She must be in one of the studio rooms. But I've got to hand it, the girl knows how to sing for love not for crowds." He says while walking out.

Turning my mic on I start the music.

Ba-do-ba-do do do do do do

Ba-do-ba-do do do do do do

Ba-do-ba-do do do do do do

Ba-do-ba-do do do do do do

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the tree tops glisten

And children listen

To hear sleigh bells in the snow

Ado do do do do do

But I don't start singing she does...

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all

Your Christmases be white

Now we sing together.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the tree tops glisten

And children listen

To hear sleigh bells in the snow

Now I can only hope to her tomorrow, because then I know she will be mine.

Beatrice Prior December 21 9:05

Twirling in her strapless black mermaid style dress, Lynn looks amazing. Her makeup is perfect and edgy just like her. Black rose earrings lighting up her ears. Next to her is Kate in a strapless dark blue dress. Long and falling straight down enhancing her long curly hair. Shimmering brightly are her snowflake earrings.

"Bitch stop twirling and look at us." Al comes in with his date beside him. I met his date last night. His name is George Wu, Tori's brother. He was the one who cut off Al and said someone like him shouldn't be alone and drinking. He actually seems to fit Al and I'm quite happy for them. Because Al is convinced George is a cutie pie and that he wants all of it, which is good for Al somewhat. Especially since George is more down to earth.

"Al please be nice to Lynn and Kate. Can't you tell their very pretty tonight?"

"Yeah I guess but look at us Georgie I mean wow!" Both boys are in white suits with black trimmings and black bow ties. They look really good.

"You all look really good so don't fight on who's the best. Because I know you two will." Getting up from the couch I grab two gifts off the coffee table. Handing Lynn the black one and Al the pink one.

"Since I may not see you over break and tomorrow everyone leaves for home. I have something for both of you."

Both of them frantically open their gifts. Al got the platinum cuff links he has wanted for ages and Lynn got a platinum and diamond bracelet she had dreamed of. Except both of their gifts have something engraved in the sides.

"Tris this must have been so expensive! I can't believe you even...wait Lady Assface!" Lynn shrieks.

"Lord Dipshit!" Al screams at his gift. Then their arms are wrapped around me and both actually squeal.

"We love it!"

"I hoped you would." I grin cheekily.

Both of them hug me and grab their tickets. Walking with their dates Lynn stops at the door.

"Are you sure your not going?"

"Yeah I'm sure Lynn it's fine. I don't even have a dress if I did want to go."

"Sure?"

"Yes Al. You four go and have the time of your life I insist."

"Bye Tris."

That's it the door closed and I scrunch down on the sofa. Curling into my sweatpants and sweatshirt. Feeling the soft cotton fabric against my skin. I contemplate what I am doing here.

I can't go tonight. I don't even have a dress. The party is starting at any moment. It's too late. I can't do my makeup. How will I be able to do my hair.

The fact is he deserves something better. I'm not good enough for him. He would give me the world if he could, but I couldn't even give him anything if I could try. I'm useless and pathetic. I bet if I tried I wouldn't even be pretty tonight. Because I have to face the facts I'm ordinary and ugly.

*Bang bang.

Knocking on the door disturbs my recalling. Making my way to the door I wonder who it is.

With a slight creak the door opens and I am greeted by UPS man.

"I thought the mail ended yesterday?"

"Sorry I didn't see this in the back of my truck and it was suppose to be a priority package. So no charge on the shipping. Hope this helps. Happy Holidays." The man hands me the package and rushes off.

Who would she me a package?

There is no return address.

Slicing the tape open the folds open. Smooth tissue paper lines the top and a note rests before my eyes. Taking the note out I read it.

Life gives you only so many chances. Take them before there is none left. Live your life like how you want to look back onto it.

Unfolding the tissue paper I am taken back.

The beauty beneath my finger shines for miles wide. Nothing can describe the elegance and purity interlaced inside. My finger brush across the smooth fabric.

I need to make a stop first.

Otherwise I have a ball to get to.

Tobias Eaton December 21st 9:52

The ballroom is white intricate designs laced in gold. Spiraling around painting a picture in a room. Chandlers drape down shinning down and shimmering on lighted up faces.

But that is not the beauty my eye beholds. Instead my eye waits and holds for the beauty that my heart knows too well. Something that can only fill my body with an emotion known to no man.

"She will show up man it's okay." Zeke pats my back. Shauna stands beside him nodding at me. Both of them have sympathy edged across their faces.

"Four I'm sorry but Tris is not coming." Lynn places a hand on my shoulder, but a I don't look at her. I stare intently on the staircase before me.

"What are you taking about?" Will questions.

"When we left she was sitting on the couch in sweats. She won't be coming." Al replies.

"Look Four I know it's hard but you should go dance." I know she wouldn't give up.

"She's not coming." She's too strong.

"Four you might as well stop staring at the stairs." That's when I see it.

The room may be white and gold but the guests are full of color. Shading from all of the rainbow the room is filled with flowers. The only thing is I don't see a flower; before me is a snowflake.

"Four just because she is not coming does not mean you should walk off and pout. You are.." I press my finger to her lips to silence the endless speaking. The only noise I wish to hear is of the one I am walking towards.

I have never seen someone so beautiful in my life.

Floating down the stair like a crystallized water. Her soft flowing gown gracefully going out wards slightly. The silky white bow around her waist hangs down. As the lace overlay glides across the fabric. Enhancing her figure the v-neck laces modestly and gracefully displays her gleaming completion. Encasing her in a gleam of white intricately swirling your eyes at even the slightest glance. Her delicacy screaming for attention in the glistening white dress. Crystal earrings hang from her ears as Crown Jewels. Sparkling light across the light struck eyes. Capturing the bright blue orbs with circling stars of the night. Then to see the golden hair pulled into a lace form of its own. To a dazzling twisted bun on the her head. Only to be captured by a crystal and diamonds enchanting their way across her head, forming a band across her hair. The the slightest touch of makeup marks her face. For her beauty lies inside and covering it all by makeup is a crime.

By the time her petite body has flown down the stairs I stand there. Overthrown by emotions she stands before me. She looks at the others around me it isn't till she sees me she stops. Her thin hand stretches out to me. I grasp her soft fingers

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have.." One of her small and thin fingers silence my speaking. Leaving my mouth gape there as she quietly shhs me. Until taking her hand in mine she walks towards the dance floor.

Escaping all that is around us I place a hand upon her waist. The small waist shoots a tingling sensation throughout my body. Shooting out my toes and feet.

All I can do is stare into her eyes. They have gray all over but hidden in the surface is blue. The blue shines bright and through. It's like a star, hidden in the dark sky. When noticed it shines brighter then anything else.

As our eyes are locked I can't help but feel her dancing. Moving along I can feel her heart beat. Pumping with mine our bodies paint a picture in our own way. Twirling her around my finger and into my arms; hoping her prefect frame stays there.

Then grinning like a fool when I hear the slight giggle or laugh escape her mouth as I surprise her. Like a hot day the sound of her laugh melts my insides. Leaving my ears content with joy.

She is fabulous. Her white dress sways at every move and her diamonds dance with her as well. Every move we take feels like it meant to be. Even at her touch I feel different, like I am lifted. As we continue to dance I can tell she's confident. Each step is precise and exact. Besides the smiles plastered on our faces nothing matters, but each other. Her soft silky fingers inside mine ignite a fire inside. Screaming for me to reach down and plant my lips to hers. Placing our bodies together like a perfect puzzle.

Her smooth fingers glide me off the ballroom floor and towards a table. Only to receive both of us champagne. She hands me the drink and for a moment our hands touch. Warmth spreads through me when it does. Cheering to one another we drink the bubbly substance.

Without splitting any eye sight of each other we gaze. Seeing the stars that shine so bright inside I desperately want to incase them as my own.

Placing the glasses down on the table I glance down at her. Her face blushes as soon as she notice me staring at her beauty. She is short but it only adds to her fierceness. Her hair sparkles in the light and so do her eyes. The dress she is wearing outlines her body perfectly. It fits nicely around her waist and then flows outward slightly. Giving her an irresistible look.

Floating to the dance floor she seems to float on air. She places both her hands and I feel the rush again. Then we start to dance to the music. I feel a grin tug at my lips. She could bring me to my feet just by asking.

We both move flawlessly and hold a pattern. I spin her and she spins back in my arms. I hold her for a moment not wanting to let go. Then we continues to dance. Spinning her, twirling, changing steps, quickening, and slowing our pace. We work as one.

Her body has a sense for the music. Knowing what to do before the moment comes. Then executing it perfectly.

Before she was the Beauty of Dauntless, black in a sea of color. But now she is not just Dauntless. To say she is just Dauntless would be a sin, because she is much more then that. If I had to put a name to her it would be Beauty of Divergent. She is not just one thing she is more than that. She can't be defined.

Endless songs play and our bodies dance to orchestra as one. The clock spinning on end as we move together. But yet I don't once look away from her gleaming eyes below me.

I can tell the night is winding down as we move off the floor. Others are tired but not my angel of white. In a sea of color she is a white goddess floating above.

Standing, we stare at each other, nothing more. Just enjoying a others presence and the felling exerting from each other. Her smile I could just bottle and it would bring me happiness each day.

"I don't believe we have met. My name is Beatrice, but please call me Tris." She smiles and curtsies.

"It's wonderful to meet you Tris. Others call me Four but a lady such like you deserves my name. It's Tobias."

"What a lovely name Tobias. I'm glad I could catch your name before the night ended."

"So I am my lady, so am I. Would you like to share one last dance?"

"How could I say no?"

Interlacing our arms I guide her to the dance floor. Kissing her hand before we start. Sending tingling sensations through out my body. Coursing through my veins the sensation pumps my heart.

The feeling is like no other to have the one you love in your arms. To know that the night may end but you don't. She can stay in your arms and you don't have to worry about her falling out. That your loved isn't doomed from the start but even if it was you can prove it wrong. And I will stay everyday with her because I choose to. Everyday that we get up, lie next to each other, or fight with each other. I choose her over and over again and I'm sure she chooses me.

Looking down her eyes twinkle up at me. I can't but help myself in wanting to hear her angelic voice again.

"I have something I want to tell you." This catches her as she gazes up at me.

"I might be in love with you. I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though."

"That's sensible of you. We should find you some paper for you to make a list or a chart or something."

"Maybe I'm already sure. And I just don't want frighten you?"

"Then you should know better."

"Fine. Then love you."

"I love you too Tobias." Can those words play in head forever?

DONG DONG DONG! The clock strikes twelve but we just stand there in the middle of the room.

"I guess this time I won't loose my Cinderella." I grin at her.

"No I guess you won't." She grin back up.

Cupping here cheek in my hand I smile at her cheekily. Nothing could be more perfect right now. Then, as one would call, LordDipshit shouts.

"OH FOR GODS SAKE! DONT JUST STAND THERE! KISS THE GIRL!"

And that's exactly what I do.

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