Choose Your Own Adventure: Divergent

Uriah's Dance- 135

"Whoohoo!" Uriah calls from the center of a pack of Dauntless. He pushes people away good-naturedly, grinning and reaching for you to take his hand. "Y/N! Come here!" He turns to the others, whipping you into the center of the circle. "That's my special queen!"

"Your what?" you ask, laughing, but allow yourself to be pulled into the dance circle anyway. He spins you around and around and around until you're almost too dizzy to see him do a full flare on the ground, the Dauntless yelling and clapping and bouncing around you. He bows goofily, and you mimic him, and the two of you hold up your hands and dance out of the circle, joining the jumping, crazy Dauntless in the pack. 

I Like It Like That blasts through the speakers, the crowd of Dauntless roaring along the lyrics, and you find yourself whipping by it, too. Every now and then, as you jam on with the crowd, your and Uriah's eyes meet, crinkled so hard they're all but squinting, laughing along and waving your hands with the crowd.

"Sing it right back, I like it like that," you scream, waving your hands until you're all covered in sweat and grins and the pulse of the beat. You and Uriah stay until the last dregs of Dauntless are partying, in the thick of the circle, chanting after the music until the DJ packs up, leaving you two giggling in the ruins of the party.

Uriah looks at the entrance, where everyone's leaving, then his eyes mischeviously flick back to you. "What if we didn't go back?" he says with a huge grin, grabbing your hand and pulling you under the stage. "Let's pass out here for the night."

You spread your arms, leaning back. "Mi casa, amigo!"

The two of you giggle, leaning on your backs and sipping punch until the lights are all off, and you're passed out underneath the stage of the biggest party you've ever seen.

Uriah punches his head up. "Yeahhh, baby!" he shouts quietly, laughing so hard you think his sides might split.

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