A Divergent Turn Of Events (Funny Yet Fourtris Fanfiction)

Part 5

Here's part 5, hope you enjoy

{..................Tris's POV..................}

Carefully, being extremely cautious not to make any noise, I prise open the heavy wooden door of the shower room. My heart pounds in my chest and my hands start to shake. I can hardly breathe. I stand here leaning against the door frame for what seems to be hours all the while trying to find the courage to put one foot in front of the other. What are you doing Tris? You're dauntless, grow some balls and get your skinny ass out that door. For once i listen to myself and take a deep breath. Slowly I step out into the dimly lit corridor.

It's empty.

Relief pulses through my body. I can't help but laugh. It's a weird creepy sort of psychotic laugh that would have had me put in a white padded room had anyone have seen me. I scare myself sometimes. Bringing myself back into the now I realise that I'm stood almost naked and exposed in the long hallway where any dauntless member could wander past and see me. With this thought, I practically fly down the corridor being sure to keep a tight hold of my towel. It is the only thing covering up my modesty after all. I reach the door to the dorm a few seconds later slightly out of breath. My palms are sweating and my knees are shaking. I can't do this, I just can't. How am I supposed to walk in there looking like this? The room is going to be full of teenage boys with wandering eyes and inappropriate imaginations. They're like vultures, starved of the one thing that gets them going. Me. I'm the prey and they are starving to humiliate me.

''WIT WOOOOOO''

I jump out of my skin. OMG someones here, someones seen me. This is exactly what I didn't want, people staring and wolf whistling at me. I'm so embarrassed right now. Gradually I manage to turn around and face the perv. I'm surprised when the person I see coming round the corner is Ian; one of the dauntless members. He was an initiate last year and came 6th in the rankings. He thinks he's some sort of hot-shot big man around here but he's harmless enough, quite friendly to be honest. He was at this moment walking towards me with his hands stuffed down the front of his pants. What is it with men and needing to keep a tight hold of their junk?

''If it isn't little miss stiff''' he laughed

I wince at this, I can't help it; I just hate that nickname with a passion.

''Oh shut up Ian, go back to scratching your balls'' I growled a little harsher than I meant it.

He smirked at this. I couldn't help but smile as well. His smile was so contagious, similar to a baby's, cheeky but cute at the same time. Not that I've had much experience with babies. We're not even supposed to think about having children in abnegation till we're married. Which back home the legal age of is 25.

''So...what is someone like yourself doing hanging around the corridors dressed like that?'' he questioned not being able to help himself from giving my body the once over. I just rolled my eyes and glared at him. His eyes soon found their way back to my face. ''Perhaps you're hanging around waiting for Four?''

"What?! No! Why would you think that?" I said too fast and a little too defensively.

He looked at me weirdly as he replied. ''Just kidding stiff, no need to go all crazy on my ass''. I smiled faintly feeling slightly embarrassed, again.

''Sorry, I'm just a little tired today".

He closed the gap between us and leaned in close whispering ''Well you know where I am if you ever need waking up, I know a very special way''. With this he winked and walked on down the corridor. This made me blush. Not that i'd ever take him up on his 'not so subtle' offer. He's not really my type. Composing myself I try and mentally prepare mind for the humiliation that will ultimately hit me as soon as I walk through the door and into the dorm.

DON'T...blush, don't hide your face, don't cry, and don't give him the satisfaction of knowing this has really pushed your invisible little buttons.

DO...smile evilly, do insult him with your very vicious tongue, do get changed and then use the towel to wring his fat neck and do NOT look at Four should he possibly be in the room.

With that fresh in my mind I push open the door.

"OW, JESUS CHRIST" I scream rubbing my shoulder awkwardly, hoping no one saw that. I'm alone again in the corridor thank god but I really do need to get out of here before anyone else comes around that corner and sees me. God forbid if it's Eric or Max, or four.....if that happens I think I'd just curl up into a ball and die out of shame. Yes, I most definitely need to get into that room. Except, guess what?

THE DOORS FREAKING LOCKED!!

Unfortunately I found that out the hard way as I had attempted to push it open with my shoulder.

"NOOOOOOO" I yell banging on the door ferociously. I swear dauntless doors must be made of steel, I was banging that hard and not a dint was made. I stop suddenly realising that I'm just going to cause a scene and bring more people out to see what's going on.

What's confusing me is If Uriah's not in the dorm room waiting for me, then where is he? And what's the point to this pathetic little prank?

I mean any dauntless member could walk by and let me into the room, yes it would slightly embarrass me but it's only one person right?

Then it clicks. No one's going to be walking around the corridor Tris are they? its dinner time and no dauntless ever misses dinner. The only exception would have been Ian who goes for physiotherapy at this time for his recovering broken leg. Meaning...I just let the only chance of getting into that room walk on by.

That sneaky bastard planned this well.

Uriah knows that if I want clothes I will have to go and find him.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHH". I punch the wall knowing now that no one can hear me.

"Fuck" I hiss holding my hand protectively against my chest. That hurt. Another bruise to add to my ever growing collection.

Through the pain, An idea suddenly formulates, nestling itself happily inside my mind. If Uriah thinks I'm going to go and humiliate myself in front of everyone he's got another think coming .........Unless............

I laugh devilishly and march down the Corridor; towards Uriah and the whole of the dauntless compound. Hoping this doesn't blow back up in my face is my last thought before I throw open the large double doors of the canteen.

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End of part 5

Next POV will come from our very handsome Four. I wonder what he's thinking...........?

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