Right? --A Fourtris/Tris Pedrad Story

Chapter 12

Tris
After two hours of the girls doing hair and makeup, I can finally get my clothes on. I at least got some say in it this time. It's a red crop top with a zipper down the front and a leather jacket. I'm also wearing combat boots and short shorts under my short skirt. (Pictured above.) My hair is straight down my shoulders and I have a little hit of makeup. A red lip to go with the top.

I have to admit, I don't look too bad. Not great, but okay. "You guys ready yet?" I call from the living room. "One more minute," Marlene calls. "You said that five minutes ago, " Lynn calls from the same room as her. There's no response, just laughter.

They go to knock but I just open the door. It is my house after all. The music boards and people dance around the house. The stench of beer drenches the house. I've never been a big fan of beer. I have only taken a few sips and its gross. I move through the crowd of sweaty people and towards the kitchen. It's one of the least crowded places.

"I see you finally got here, " Four says, leaning against the counter with a beer in hand. "Yep. I see you've been here a while," I reply, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. "You feeling better?" I ask, referring to his throwing up earlier. He nods. "Much. I think I was just nervous, " he answers, raising the bottle to his lips. "Says the number one, " I tease and he chuckles.

"I'm only number one because of you and Uriah," he says and I feel a little bit of heat rush to my cheeks. "That's a lie. We didn't choose how many fears you had or how well you did at knives and guns." He laughs and shakes his head. "But you taught me all that." I have to admit that that part is true. "Shut up." He laughs again.

"IF WE DON'T KNOW YOU, GET OUT!" Uriah yells from on top of the couch. Didn't he learn his lesson from the table? I laugh and shake my head. Someone grabs my forearm and I pull away. "Come on, baby." I turn to walk away, but he grabs my elbow. Take a fucking hint! I turn and elbow him in the face before shoving him back into the rush of people leaving.

"Having fun?" Four teases and I punch his arm. "Ay! Watch it," he says, grabbing his arms. "You're lucky you didn't receive an elbow to the face." I smirk before walking into the less crowded living room.

"I'm going first!" Uriah yells and we all groan, sitting down. Lynn is to my right and Four to my left. "Beatrice, candor or dauntless?" I clench my first and get so close to punching him. "Your name is Beatrice?" Eric asks through obnoxious laughter. "It's a stiff name, " he adds, grabbing his stomach. I glare at Uriah.

"Dauntless, " I reply, keeping my eyes on him. "Kiss Eric on the lips for ten seconds." I fake gag and Eric stops laughing. "You've never turned down a dare, " Lynn tries to convince me. "Fuck you." I stand up and walk towards Eric. "I will totally get you back." I even down and plant my lips on Eric's. He tries to stick his tongue in my mouth, but I don't let him. His hands grab my waist and I slap them away before finally pulling away. "Don't touch me, " I spit and kick his leg. Uriah laughs and laughs. "Damn you."

"Shauna, candor or dauntless?" "Dauntless, duh." I smile evilly. "Let me puck your outfits for a week." "Hell no." She pulls her dress over her head. Bad choice. "Four, you know the question, " she tells him. "I guess I'm dauntless, so..." He trails off. "Ask your crush out." He immediately pulls his shirt over his head. "Four's got a little crush, " Zeke teases and nudges his arm. Four slaps him. "Ohhh. A feisty stiff, " Eric teases.

"Okay, Eric, candor or dauntless?" An evil smirk dances on his face. "Dauntless, bitch." Oof. He shouldn't have called him that. "You ask your crush out." Eric scans the room slowly before his eyes land between Lynn and I. I swear to God. He better not ask me. "Will you go out with me..." He hesitates. "Tris?" I shake my head. "I would rather dangle over the chasm, " I answer and hear a few snorts. I glare at them and they disappear.
*** An Hour Later***
"Tris, C or d?" Shauna asks. Uriah smirks at me. If I say the letter d, he's gonna yell that I want the D. "Dauntless." Uriah frowns at me and I stick my tongue out. "Let me give you a full makeover. Hair, makeup, outfit, everything." I reluctantly agree. "Don't go overboard, " Zeke says and Shauna smirks. "No promises," she replies.
Tobias
About an hour later...
When will Tris and Shauna be back? It's been like forever. "What's taking so long?" I question. "Shauna is gonna be way over the top, " Lynn explains and we hear the door open.