Secretly Famous

Candor or Dauntless

A/N Ik I said I wasn't gonna update till tomorrow but I figured that since it took so long for me to update the last chapter I might as well be nice!

Tris's POV:

Four told me all about how his dad is the CEO of a soda company and I told him about my family. I got the feeling he was still holding something back by the way he talked about his father. His mother died when he was nine years old and it sounds like he doesn't really like his dad but I don't know why he wouldn't. I decide it is none of my business, so I ignore it and we continue to talk about not so important things until I have to leave.

Time skip to Uriah and Zeke's house.

At 5 I pull into the driveway of Uriah and Zeke's house and walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. Uriah swings the door open and with a dramatic arm gesture says," Welcome to my home!"

I step inside and follow Uriah to the living room where our friends are all gathered in a circle. Zeke, Shauna, Will, Christina and Four are all sitting on a couch while Lynn and Marlene are in some beanbags on the floor. Uriah goes to sit in the last empty beanbag chair and I plop down in between Four and Christina.

"Let's get this party started!" shouts Zeke. "How about some candor or dauntless?"

There are a few "yeses" and "let's do this!" from the group. Uriah gets up and disappears into the kitchen.

"What's candor or dauntless?" I ask no one in particular.

"Someone asks you candor or dauntless and you have to pick one. If you pick candor you have to answer a question honestly and if you pick dauntless you have to do the dare," Christina explains.

I nod to let her know I understand. "What happens if I don't want to answer the question or do the dare?"

"Then you have to drink some of this drink I made this afternoon," says Uriah, walking back over to his seat with a jug and a tray of cups.

I shrug my shoulders. That doesn't seem so bad. Uriah sets down the tray and everyone takes a cup. Uriah pours a nasty looking liquid into each cup. I was sooooo wrong.

"Ew! What is this?" I ask with a look of disgust on my face. I plug my nose because the stench is so awful.

"A mix of mayo, water, lemonade, and a secret ingredient, " says Uriah.

Gross. "I'll start!" shouts Uriah. "Will candor or dauntless. "

"Candor," says Will. He's smart not to trust Uriah to give him a dare.

"Pansycake!" Yells Uriah.

"Ugh!" everyone groans.

"What?" I ask.

"Pansycake. It used to be a huge insult in the dauntless group at school except no one uses it anymore," Christina explains.

"I will bring it back!" Uriah shouts at her.

"Whatever," sighs Christina while rolling her eyes at him.

"Anyway! Rate all the girls in this room. One being ugly and ten being gorgeous," says Uriah.

"Christina is a nine, Tris is a nine, Marlene is a seven, Shauna is a six and Lynn is a five."

"Zeke candor or dauntless," asks Will.

"Dauntless!" screams Zeke.

"I dare you to dress up as Hannah Montana and sing Nobody's Perfect."

Wow! I did not expect that dare from Will.

"OK!" says Zeke with a shrug. I didn't expect that either.

He leaves the room and five minutes later he strides confidently back in with a blonde wig and sparkly silver jacket. Apparently I don't expect a lot of things.

Then he starts to sing and soon we are all clutching our stomachs and laughing hysterically.

Once we are all able to control ourselves we get back to the game.

"Four!" shouts Zeke. "You know the question!"

"Dauntless," Four replies confidently.

Zeke smirks at him. Uh oh. This can't be good.

"I dare you to kiss Tris on the lips," Zeke says slyly.

Four and I both blush. He just looks at me as if asking me if it's OK. I nod my head slightly. I don't want him to have to drink whatever is in the mysterious concoction Uriah made. It probably doesn't taste very good.

Four leans in and our lips touch. I feel like I am floating on a cloud and I don't want to come down. Sparks are flying everywhere. Suddenly he pulls back and we find everyone staring at us with open mouths. We are both smiling and I ask, "What? We were just doing the dare."

"I told you that you could stop ten seconds ago!" exclaims Zeke.

Oh. Four and are both blushing profusely.

"Soooo..." says Christina who is now smiling widely at me.

"So what?" I ask her.

"Are you two a thing?" she practically screams in my ear.

I look over at Four and he says, "Tris, will you be my girlfriend?"

I nod at him with a smile on my face so wide I think my cheekbones are going to pop. "yes!"

I pull him in for a big hug and he kisses my nose. There are lot of awwws from our friends and then we continue the game.

After a few more rounds Christina says my name. "Tris! Candor or dauntless?"

"Hmmm candor," I reply. I don't really feel like getting up from my spot on Four's lap.

"Where did you move from and why?"

"I moved from LA because..." I trail off trying to think of a way to tell the truth without bringing up my parents. The truth is we moved because my mom was doing a lot of things close to Chicago and we wanted to get away from the paparazzi for a little bit.

"We moved because of my mom's job," I answer honestly.

"What does she do?" Christina asks.

"I already answered your questions for this round," I say.

"I know but it wasn't for the game. I just want to know what your mom does. You don't talk about your family often," Christina points out.

"Maybe I don't want to talk about my family. She doesn't do anything interesting anyways," I answer. That was a lie but I still want to wait a little while before I tell them everything. I am enjoying being a normal teenager for once.

Christina gives me a questioning look. She either doesn't believe me or is confused at why I refuse to answer her question. Or both.

"I should go home. It's getting late," I announce.

"Same," says Four.

"Me too," say Will and Marlene.

"Do you all want to meet at the café tomorrow for lunch?" asks Shauna.

Everyone agrees to meet at noon and we all say our goodbyes.

I am about to get in my car when Four calls my name.

"Yeah?" I call back. He runs up to me.

"I can pick you up and drive you to the café tomorrow if you want," he offers.

"Sure. Thanks!" I say.

"Anytime."

Then he gives me a small kiss on my cheek and walks to his car. I hop into the drivers seat and drive home thinking about tomorrow.

A/N I hope you enjoyed it:)
05/04/16