Where are you Tris?

The makeover

TRIS POV

"Christina, can you open up please!" I begged as I pounded on her door.

"What is it Tris" Christina said in her usual peppy tone

"I need a makeover" as soon as those words came tumbling out of my mouth she smiled.

"We'll lets get to it." She replied. "What do you want your new look to be"

"I wanna look bad. No more of the silly abnegation girl. I wanna make Four pay."

"What does Four have anything to do with this?" Christina questioned.

"He cheated on me" I replied. "With some slut named Sophie"

"Alrighty" she said "let's make you look hot!"

An hour and a half later I'm done. As I look in the mirror I see who I am supposed to be. I see tight black leather pants. A black tank top with a silver chain neckless. I see silver 1 inch pumps that make me look taller. I see flat ironed hair with blonde bobby pins pulling back my bangs. I see striking blue eyes surrounded by black winged liquid eyeliner and long think lashes. I see dark red lips with a tint of pink around the cheeks. I see dauntless. I see the new me. I see the heart breaker. Not the broken heart.

"You loom AMAZING" Christina complemented.

"Thanks" I say laughing " but it was all your handy work thy made this possible. Now, let's go have some fun" I say grinning. We walk out of the apartment and I get an immediate reaction. As I walk down the halls I here wolf whistles and cat calls all the way down the hallway. As we are walking I run into Four and Sophie. I guess that's what he really wanted. Stop it Tris you've got half the compound swooning over you and the other half wishing they could be you. This is your new life. Get used to it.