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Sixteen year old, Alivia Prior finally chooses her faction.
But here's the news: she's Divergent, just like the Dauntless prodigy, Tris Prior, her older sister.
When her choosing ceremony comes, h...
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07 | T R I S
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Christina immediately left me in the dust once she saw Will and started making out with him at the far corner.
Wow. Well, I guess that's my cue. Time to search for Tobias, then.
After a while, I found him with Zeke and Uriah, who were already tipsy, giggling and babbling about ducks.
"They're just so yellow. Why can't I be yellow? I wanna be yellow."
I rolled my eyes. Idiot.
"Yeah, me too. I wanna be blue as well. Do you think it's gonna suit me?" Uriah asked with half lidded eyes.
"No, it won't." I said as I snatched away their bottles. "That's enough drinking, buddy."
"But I wanna be a duck." Zeke said with a scowl.
"You can't be serious right now." I said to myself and rolled my eyes.
I immediately snatched the drink in his hand and threw it away.
"Hey baby. You look hot." He slurred and showed me a toothy grin. He tried to get back his bottle but to no avail, he failed.
He grumbled in complain but I just grabbed his hand and dragged him to the empty couch.
He was looking around in a daze. He must've drank a little already. Maybe a little more.
"How many bottles did you drink?" I immediately asked him.
He and I had this health cleansing thing that we made up.
No alcohol (maybe a little), no... maybe less junk food and other rules like that.
He bit his lip and gave me a sheepish smile. He didn't say anything for a while.
10 seconds...
20....
30.....
He must've thought that I let go. He quickly changed the subject.
"So... Christina did a go-"
"How many bottles did you drink?" I asked him sternly.
"Um, the bottle that you got was going to be my second full bottle. Zeke and I shared the first. So only one and half a bottle." He replied with a look of a guilty child that just got the last cookie from the jar.
I sighed. "That's not that bad... okay, it's kinda bad..."
He pouted.
Dammit.
I rolled my eyes. "But you're off the hook. Just be careful next time, buddy."
