TRIS POV:
I knew that we would be playing T or D when Peter asked me to the party so I planned ahead and wore a loose white tank top underneath a knit white sweater. On top of the white sweater is an army green vest and long neckless. I have black skinny jeans that are too small for me but I can afford any new ones. Old worn out combat boots that I found at a garage sale covered my feet. I put my hair in a messy bun when our game started. Zeke explains that if you don't want to do the dare or answer the question then you can take off an article of clothing not including shoes and socks.
"Alright, Tris goes first since there's like three of us and only one of you, so." Uriah offers. I roll my eyes. What would make one of these guys stop playing, a smirk tugs the corners of my mouth up when I think of a good one,
"Uriah, truth or dare"
"Dare, obviously I ain't no pansycake," he shout at the top of his lungs.
"I dare you not not eat dauntless cake for a week." I hear gasps erupt around the room. But the expression on Uriah's face is what make me laugh.
"YOU. ARE. EVIL! I'm out no way am I going to do that." Uriah gets up and walks away.
I guess he was so flustered that he didn't even think about taking off a piece of clothing. I'm laughing so hard right now and so is everybody else in the room. Zeke goes next.
"Four, candor or dauntless?"
"What?" I ask before Four answers.
"Oh, it's just something we like to say 'Candor' means truth and 'Dauntless' means dare." Four explains.
"Oh," I reply lamely.
"Anyways C or D, Four?" Zeke continues with the game.
"Dare." Four challenges.
"I dare you to let Tris make you a smoothie with anything she can find in the kitchen."
I look at Four with an evil grin spread across my plain features.
"Sure, as long as I can make sure she doesn't try to kill me."
I put my hand on my heart,"Do you honestly think I would do that?" I say in a mock hurt.
Four rolls his eyes walks over to me and offers his hand to help me up, I refuse it and get up on my own I hear a few snickers when I flick him off and make my way to the kitchen. When I'm done with it I hand the glass to Four he make a face of disgust and I don't blame him. The color of the drink is a mix between a mustard yellow and a puke green I gag just looking at it. Four plugs his nose probably to dull the taste then chugs the thing down. Once it's all gone I quickly grab a cup of water for him and he gulps it like there is no tomorrow. Four looks up after about three glasses of water, at which time I have tears streaming down my face and my abs hurt from laughing so long and hard. A smile in stretched across his face and his deep blue eyes pierce my dull boring greyish green ones. I look away to go join the group again, show them the video but it's really bad because of my shaky laughing the entire time.
"Tris C of D?" Four asks seeking his revenge.
"Candor, I value my life too much to choose Dauntless."
"Fine, um, Tell us about you past."
That question sobers me up quickly. I can't take off my sweater because then they will be able to see my scars from where I cut myself, and I already had to take off my jacket I clench my jaw and get up, "Whatever I'm done this is getting boring. Let's go Peter." no response "Peter?" I turn around noticing he's not in the room. I start to search the house calling Peters name.
Eventually, he descends the stairs. "Sorry Babe, I had to go to the bathroom."
I see a little smudge of red lipstick on Peters jaw. My eyes get wide in realization, was he just cheating on me? I'm such an Idiot. I shake my head, scoff, and roll my eyes. But quickly hide it before anybody notices.
"Peter you have a little something on your cheek, let me get it for you." I offer, then wipe off the red lipstick.
"Oh, thanks, Babe, you know how it is." Relizeing that he'd been caught.
"Yeah, whatever" I finish getting it off turn my back to him but before I take a step I tense all my muscles spin and punch Peter square in the jaw.
He stumbles backwards and moans in pain, "What was that for?"
I smile at my accomplishment, pretty soon that smile vanishes and I run over and tackle him and start punching him. I feel two strong arms wrap around my waist and lift me off, Peter. I struggle against the arms but it's no good. Peter gets off the floor holding is jaw and scrambles back staring at me with shocked eyes. I stop fighting the arms holding me and relax but my breathing is heavy and my face as hard as stone. Just when I thought I cooled off enough to leave, a tall girl with dark brown curls that bounce with every step she took. All of her features were perfect, she was absolutely beautiful. Nicer to look at than me that's for sure. I guess this was the girl Peter had been making out with since there's nobody else in the house. In a fit of anger, I started to go after this perfect girl and mess up her features a little. Again the arms held me back, I got pretty fed up with who was trying to stop me from hurting whoever this girl was and spun around to find myself standing within kissing distance of Four looking into his blue eyes. I push him back immediately and start walking to the door deciding I was done with everybody in this cursed house. Before the door clicked behind me I heard Four talking to Peter his voice thick with sarcasm.
"Nice goin' man."
When I look at all the cars in the driveway. I realize Peter brought me here and It'll take me a least an hour to get home from here on foot. I can't go back in that would be too humiliating, but how am I supposed to get home without a car? Guess I'll have to try and walk. I'm close to the end of the street when a fancy black Camaro, pull up next to me. When the driver rolls down the window I can immediately see that it's Four, with Marlene in the passengers seat.
"Want a ride?" he offers,
"No, I fine."
I hear him huff in frustration "Come on just get in and I'll bring you home."
I sigh and open the sleek door, of course, he has a fancy car, his whole life is privileged why should his car be. Once I slide, in Four tells me to buckle up, I scoff, but do as he says.
"Where do you live Tris?"
"48245 Initiation road."
"Huh that's right next to my house, I'll drop you off first Marlene, then take Tris home. Sound good?"
After 10 minutes of driving, we pull into a narrow driveway which I'm guessing leads to Marlene's house. Four rushes out and opens the door, she gets out, wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him while he surrounds her small waist with his arms. I start to feel uncomfortable watching them so I look down at my lap.
Four drops me off and literally drives to the house next to mine. I quietly walk in praying I don't wake up Andrew. Once I get in my room I let out a breath of relief, flop on my bed, and cry4 myself to sleep.
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Cool, sorry it took me so long to update I was at camp all week.
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