Tris POV

"You wanna do something?" Shauna asks. I look up from the magazine that I was barely reading.

"Like what?" I ask.

"I don't know, anything beats sitting around doing nothing," Shauna insists, "Oh! I have an idea, why don't we have a girls' night?"

"A girls' night?"

"Yea! We can like go and get call Marlene and Lynn and Lauren or something. And we can like go out and watch a movie or eat or do anything!"

I sigh. Shauna doesn't want a girls' night, she needs something to distract her from Zeke. I can't believe how idiotic he was to turn down a girl as amazing as Shauna. Right now, he's probably making out with that clown he's taking out on a double date with Four.

Four.

I was trying my best not to think of him right now. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be agreeing to this right now. I nod, "Sure, let's do it." I need something to distract myself from Four.

"Really? Thank you so much Tris!" She smiles at me, and I can see the genuine happiness shining in her eyes.

"Of course. Anything to help out a friend."

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"Okay, so I called them, and Lynn and Marlene are both coming, well more like they have no other choice, but whatever. And Lauren has training so she can't come, and frankly, I'm to scared to threaten her."

"Great let's go," I say, swinging a bag/purse thing over my shoulder.

"Hold on," Shauna holds up a hand, stopping me.

"What?"

She looks me up and down, "Seriously Tris? At least try to dress up a bit nicer."

I look down at my clothes. I'm wearing the same clothes I had on during my workout, except I switched out my shorts for my favorite sweatpants. "What, too fancy?" I joke.

Shauna rolls her eyes. "Why must you always insist on hiding your beauty?"

I blush, I hate it when people tell me I'm pretty. I cross my hands over my chest, trying to take the attention off of me, "I thought that you said that this was a girls' night out? Why do I need to look pretty for my friends?"

"Look, I know what I said, but we are going out in public. We might as well pick up some boys."

I groan, "Shauna! I'm doing you a favor, don't push it."

She shakes her head and pushes me back into my room, "Change. GO!" I stumble into my room, and she shuts the door closed with a loud 'bang". "Oh, and put on a dress for god's sake!" Shauna calls out to me through the door.

"Never gonna happen!" I call back to her.

I sigh and drop my bag to the ground. I pick out some clothes and quickly change. Once I'm finished, I take a quick look at myself in the mirror.

I'm wearing a loose, black tank top with a unique v-neck design that melted into a soft fabric. The edges and back were made of an intricate lace design, that didn't show off a lot of skin, but just enough. Since Shauna had insisted on something "fancy", I had decided to put on a skirt that someone had bought for me who-knows-when. It's black on the front but on the back it melts into this beautiful design that flows all the way down to my ankles. Whenever I move, the skirt looks like waves of water. For shoes, I put on some simple black boots, not combat though. For makeup I quickly drew on some simple black eyeliner to help make my eyes stand out, but nothing else. I mean seriously, who wears lipstick to go eat? I tie my hair in a fancy-like braid thing that positions all my hair to rest on my left shoulder. I curl the ends to help add to the whole "flowing water" theme I've seemed to have taken up.

I step outside and the first thing I hear is Shauna gasp, before she starts squealing. "Oh my gosh! Tris, you look AMAZING!"

I feel my cheeks heat up with a bright red, and I duck my head down to avoid anymore attention. Shauna grabs my hand and rushes us out of the door, probably because we're probably late already.

Shauna continues to talk until as we speed-walk towards the restaurant. As we're walking, I notice a few -okay, definitely more than a few- stopping to stare. I nudge Shauna, pointing out the guys to her. Instead of blushing or ducking her head like I thought she would, Shauna just laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yea, sure Tris. The guys are staring at me. Let's go with that."

I furrowed my brow in confusion at her tone, but she just shook her head a smile playing on her lips.

I continue to follow Shauna, until she finally stops at a small restaurant only a few halls away from my apartment. Right away I can see why she chose it-it's not too full, a tiny little spot right beside the Chasm, the sounds of the waves echoing towards us. Even though it's very busy, like many other restaurants in the area, it has a few empty nooks that are nice for us to sit at, and its only lights come from glowing, cube-shaped lanterns on each of its tables. A hostess ushers us inside, seating us where Marlene and Lynn were waving us over. Flat plates of scented water sit scattered throughout the restaurant.

"What took you guys so long?" Lynn asks us in an exasperated tone.

"We got held up."

I scoff, "It was all Shauna's fault."

She smiles smugly at me, "It was worth it."

I look around at the restaurant, pretty nice place. A brilliant, crystal chandelier hangs off the roof, illuminating us in a bright light. The walls are red, decorated with an intricate design. We came in through a gigantic archway that had two, large, swinging doors, that were propped open with stands advertising their daily special.

As I'm looking around, I see a certain person that I haven't been able to take my mind off all day. I try shaking my head and closing my eyes to see if I had just imagined him.

Nope. Four was still there.

What was he doing here? Well duh, he's on that double date that you told him to go on. I don't know what I was thinking that I could ever date a guy like Four. No, you guys are not dating. You're just merely really close friends. Really, really close friends.

"What is it?" Someone suddenly says, breaking me out of my mental argument.

"Huh?" I look up and realize that I've been glaring at Four's table this whole time without even realizing it.

"I can not believe that Zeke is here." Zeke? Oh right, Zeke. Perfect.

"Umm...uh, I just don't think that that girl is right for Zeke." It was true, but I was just using it as an excuse.

Shauna shrugs and looks down, staring intently at the menu in front of her. I can tell that talking about Zeke's love life is making her uncomfortable.

I decide to change the subject, "Are you guys ready to order?" Everyone nods at me, so I wave a hand and call a waiter over.

After placing our orders, a few seconds later, our waiter comes zipping back. He's holding a gleaming, silver plate, and sets down three lemonades, and a water down on our table. I grab my drink sip on the straw, still buried deep in thought.

I vaguely hear snippets of the conversation. I try to put in comments of my own from time to time, as to look like I'm listening. Or that I care.

"How's school?"

"Great, as always," I respond sarcastically.

"I have this project due next week."

"I'm so glad I don't have to go to school anymore."

"How's work?" I ask Shauna.

"It's OK, what about for Zeke?"

"He's always complaining about the extra work hours he gets at the control room," I respond.

"Ooh, look at that girl."

"I like her shoes."

"Did you see that.."

"OH MY GOSH..."

"I know right.."

"I'm starving..."

".......so, yeah."

"Well..."

I look over at Four and see him laughing at a joke his date's saying, Alexia, was it? She puts an arm around Four, and he stiffens, but barely. After a few seconds, he relaxes again and picks up a fry. She grabs his arm and leans even closer into him. I might've just imagined it, but I swear I see Four's smile grow a little bigger. Alexia picks one from his plate and feeds it to him. I can't even stand to watch this. But it's not much better on the other side of the table as Zeke and his date are in the middle of a make-out session. Oh gross, get a room.

I'm about to get up and walk by their table, but I hear someone screaming something. "Hey look our food's coming!"

This immediately grabs my attention, as I'm brought back into reality. Our waiter walks around and sets our food on the table. I had ordered their special, a Fettuccine Alfredo. The noodles were still steaming, melted on top of them was extra cheese and butter. Mixed in with the noodles were white chicken and broccoli. There were two basil leaves sitting on the top, and a few other green stuff I can't name.

I dig in.

Conversation floats around me, as I happily swallow up my delicious meal, happy to ignore all the problems of my life. After a while, Lynn gets up to excuse herself to the bathroom. I swiftly grab a quick bite of her meal, trying my best to not be noticed. Lynn never shares, and I mean never.

"So Shauna, how's it going with Zeke?" Marlene pipes up.

Shauna blushes a dark red and ducks her head down. "Fine," I hear her mumble.

I give her a pointed look, "Really."

She nods her head and stares intently on the salad in front of her, spinning a piece of lettuce, round and round on her plate. She was definitely not fine.

Suddenly, a loud scream pierces the air, effectively taking the attention off of Shauna. A silence falls over the room as everyone turns to stare. I whip my head around in the same direction, ready to fight. Here at Dauntless, we have to be prepared for anything. But instead of an enemy or hideous monster, I'm faced with something even worse.

A pissed-off bitch.

Four's date, Alexia, is standing up, staring horrified at a gigantic red stain spilling down the front of her dress. Her very expensive dress. Four is standing on the side facing her, a guilty plastered across his face. In his hand, he holds a wine cup, an empty wine cup.

"I-I-I am so, so, so sorry about that! It-it was an accident, I swear!" Four trips over his words, suddenly at a loss for them.

Alexia huffs at him, her face going red with anger. She takes her arm back and slaps him across the face. "WE. ARE. THROUGH!" I roll my eyes, like they were ever together. She grabs her tacky purse and storms out of the restaurant. I feel sorry for Four, but at least to his credit, he goes running after her. But in my opinion, I don't think its worth it.

I glance back at our table and the second my eyes met with Marlene, I couldn't do anything to stop it. I double over and break down laughing, tears start forming at my eyes, and I clutch my stomach, but I just keep laughing. The rest of the restaurant turns to stare at us for a moment before turning back to their meals.

Lynn walks up to our table a few seconds later to see all of us, breaking down, rolling on the floor laughing our heads off. She stares at us in confusion and says, "Did I miss something?"