Great Balls of Fire

The Bet

The next day Tris gets her ass handed to her by Molly thanks to having zero fighting skills yet. We're showed the board and I see myself just below the line and Tris next to last. Over time I manage to get myself above the line and Tris fights tooth and nail to get better. We work together to help the other, but that doesn't necessarily mean that we're going to make it, not when we're being ranked with the Dauntless born.

One day Peter overhears me complaining about wearing a bra for so long and I smirk at him viciously.

"I don't like that look." Al says.

"I love it." Christina says with a laugh.

"Yo, Myra!" I call to one of the ex-Erudite. "On average, how heavy are boobs?"

"What?" Peter asks with a chuckle while Will laughs and Al looks awkward.

"Roughly .9 pound per breast. Why?" She asks, eyeing me. I smirk and turn my look from her to Peter who no longer looks amused.

"I'll be right back. Peter, stay here."

"Um...why?" He asks.

"Stay!" I call over my shoulder while I rush out of the room. I go to the armory and get a vest, putting one-pound weights in each chest piece before going back to our dorm.

"Want to explain?" Peter asks. He's surrounded by Edward, Will, and Al to keep him there while I was gone.

"This has one-pound weights in each chest piece. Tomorrow you are going to wear this the exact same amount of time that I wear my bra. If you complain even once while it's on then I get to choose a tattoo for you and where it goes." I say and the girls laugh while the boys smirk.

"And if I don't?"

"What would you like as your prize?"

"A date."

"Ew." I say without hesitation. Now everyone laughs. "Oh, Peter...you are an attractive guy, but your personality is horrible. Plus, when more than half of your dick is your personality no one wants to sleep with you. Or be around you."

"I bet I can change your mind."

"You think that you can make me stop wanting to introduce your face into a wall every time you're terrible to myself or my friends with one date?"

"Yep." He says. I eye him for a second before nodding.

"Alright. You wear this all day tomorrow with no complaining even once-I'll be nice and say only verbally however swearing at the difficulty level does count as verbally complaining-then I'll go on a date with you. If you complain then I choose a tattoo for you and where it'll be going."

"Deal." Peter says, shaking my hand.

"And I'll be guarding this from you until tomorrow so you can't cheat." Edward says, taking the vest from me.

"And we all know the deal and will keep an eye on you." Myra says, just as amused as anyone else.

"I'd like to make a side deal." Peter says and everyone stops from going their own directions. "When I win and we go on our date, if you enjoy yourself then you have to continue on as if we're dating. If you still hate me then we'll get into the ring and I won't fight back."

"Ohh, I don't know if I want you to win now or not. The opportunity to beat you up with no repercussions?" I ask, eyes shining.

"Are you sure you were in Amity, Ivy?" Drew asks.

"Very. If you win we go on a date, if I enjoy myself then you and I are a couple, if I don't I get to beat you up with zero repercussions to myself in anyway shape or form?"