The Leaders will be the Death of Me

Chapter Eight "Dauntless shots & Dare Games"

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I'm on break so I hope I'll have a few more chapters done before I go back! Plz keep reading guys!

My eyes skip over all the black clothing items in the Dauntless shops. Some of these are a little... revealing. Malia looks at me and rolls her eyes when she sees my disgusted look. She starts laughing.
"Oh live a little would ya?"
"I don't know Malia..."
"Oh come on. Step out of your comfort zone a little!"
"Okay..." I say slowly not sure if I will regret this later on or not. "So who exactly is going to be at this party?"
"Well its one of Zeke's and I hear they get a little crazy... Probably everyone worth knowing." She said as she looked through the racks.
"I'll be the judge of that." I challenged her.
She looked up and laughed. "Mhmm." She looked back down at the rack. "PERFECT!" She squealed. Sometimes I think its impossible not to tell we're originally from Amity. She pulled a black, sexy sparking dress out with no straps. It's a little short but I can deal with it. "Let's go!" She quickly checked us out and we ran back to our "dorm".
We quickly run to the bathroom and I ask Chris if we can borrow her makeup and curling iron. I grab it and plug it in. I sit down and allow Malia to do my makeup. She first puts on blush, base eyeshadow, eyeliner, and to finish it off mascara that did wonder for my eyelashes. She handed me a mirror.
"You're so pretty Ash." I look up at her and laugh.
"Thats you Mal." I state making kissy faces at her and shoving her on the bed and she laughs.
"Now shut up so I can do your makeup!" I do the exact same thing as she did. I curl her hair, then she curls mine. After what seems like hours of getting ready, we're dressed and running out the door.
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We enter the pit and see literally everyone's there for Zeke's party. I roll my eyes and laugh. "Hey." Uriah pats me on the shoulder and I look back.
"Hey."
"Zeke sure knows how to throw a party, huh?" I laugh.
He rolls his eyes and laughs. I notice he bounces his shoulders while he laughs. That seems really familiar... But I can't remember. Which is not surprising.
"You look beautiful Ash. Can I get you a drink?"
"Sure." I say gazing into his beautiful eyes and we link arms as he leads me through the crowd of people. We enter the bar and we sit down.
"Wanna play a game?"
"Such as?"
"Dauntless shots." He laughs.
"And what is that?"
"Where I ask you any question. You have to answer honestly. And if you don't want to answer you have to take a shot."
"Sure lets play."
"Okay. Since your new, go first."
I stare at him. "Ever had sex?"
"Well that was suddle." He stares at me incredulously. I just laugh.
"Answer the question."
"Yes, I have."
"With who?"
"You never put that in the question. Guess you'll have to wait." He says smirking at me. "Do you think Four's hot?"
I look around the room and Four's eyes lock with mine and I quickly look away. "He's my instructor!" I laugh nervously.
"Doesn't mean you can't think he's hot!"
"Okay, well sure."
"Yes or no Ash. These are yes or no questions."
"Yes, he's hot Uriah." I say laughing. "You're going to have to ask harder questions than that if you want me to get drunk!"
"Wasn't my intentions." He laughs.
"Hmmm sure. Ummm Ever wanted to have sex with Marlene or Lynn?"
He slides the liquid in the shot glass down his throat. I take a drink of my beer and laugh.
"Your turn." I state.
"Ever had sexual feelings towards Four or Eric?" He said staring into my eyes.
My eyes grow cold as soon as he says Eric. I take repeated shots making the guy fill my glass over and over again. "We're done with this stupid game Uri."
"Okay. Hey what happened?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Well it matters to me!" He puts his hands on my hips trying to get me to look at me.
"Well I don't care!" I press my palms against his chest and push hard. "This is my business not yours so back off Uriah! Your not my boyfriend!" I scream and all eyes lock on mine. My eyes meet with all my fellow initiates, Four's, and his. My eyes turn from anger to hate. I quickly run out the room. I collapse against the railing thinking I'm going to puke. How did life get this sucky?
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"You okay?" I look up from resting my head against the cool railing.
"Not really."
"Wanna talk?"
"Not really. It was just a stupid game. Now Uriah probably thinks I'm a freak."
"He really cares about you Ash."
"Yeah I know. And I blew it."
"No you didn't. He's worried about you."
"It won't be the same Mal. And don't tell me it will. I just wanna go home. Can we?"
"Will you play a game of dare first? Please? Zeke's parties are known for this!"
"Ugh I guess. Quick though!"
She giggles and grabs my hand and pulls me up. She pulls me into the room and sits me down. My eyes lock with Uriah's and he begins to walk over to me and I quickly look away hoping he'll get the message. But I guess he doesn't because next thing I know he's sitting beside me.
"Look I don't wanna fight." I whisper.
"I know." He whispers back. He grabs my hand and I lean my head on his shoulder. "I have to talk to you later." I just look at him and nod and squeeze his hand. I look across the table to see Four and Zeke looking at me strangely. I just glare back.
"Okay so who's going first?" Zeke says.
"I'll go!" Uriah said. He turns to me. "Truth or dare, Ash."
"Dare." I say suddenly feeling a rush of adrenaline. This is what being Dauntless is all about I think, and I smile.
I watch Uriah's eyes gaze around the room and his eyes lock on Eric. Oh God no I think. If I don't take the dare I have to wear a sign showing what I didn't do all week. And I can't do that. I just swallow and take a deep breath. "I dare you to go flirt with Eric for at least 5 minutes."
"Okay." I say showing no fear physically or emotionally. I stride over to Eric's table and grab his drink from his hand and I take a long drink from it as he watches in awe. I place his drink in his hand and he looks at me curiously. All his friends start laughing and patting him on the back saying "Get it." They all leave.
"Are you crazy? I'm a leader! I can't be seen doing this with an initiate!"
"Doing what? We're not doing anything wrong." I move closer and wrap my hands around his waist. I move my lips closer to his mouth and start laughing.
"Are your drunk initiate?"
"No!" I say falling into him laughing. He grabs my arm and yanks me into the hallway. "Lets go."
"Where are we going?" I say falling down on my face. Eric looks at me and comes and gathers me in his muscly arms. Exhausted I forget everything about why I hate him. I just relax my head against his bicep falling asleep on his bicep.
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A cup banging against the metal makes me lurch from my bed. For some reason I'm still not used to that. I don't even remember getting here. All I know is my head is pounding, hard. Feeling the urge to vomit I run the bathroom and tie my hair back spilling all the contents in my stomach from the previous night. No way I can fight Peter like this... Why am I so stupid?