Four POV

Visiting Day.

My new least favorite day of the year. I walk into the chasm and it's like walking into a rainbow. People of all the colors, grey, blue, black, white, red, and yellow. It's just like the choosing ceremony, the day I got my freedom.

I walk around knowing that my father's not here, and I wouldn't want him to be. Dauntless teaches you to be brave, but I'm just a coward. Never was and never will be able to face my father.

I'm so deep in my thoughts that I don't hear Zeke calling for me. "Hey dude, what's up", he says cheerily to me, of course he would be happy. He's got a great family, one that would actually visit him. "Are your folks here", he asks me.

"Not a chance", I reply back to him.

"Well hey, if you want, you could hang out with us", he replies gesturing to his siblings. "My mom's not here, still working at the fence."

"Sure why not", I answer, not wanting to just stand around awkwardly, watching other people be happy.

"As you might already know", Zeke says, "this is Uriah, my bro." he points toward the guy. "And this is Tris, my sister", he points toward the girl. "And guys, this is my bud, Four", Zeke explains to his Tris and Uriah.

"I know you", Tris says to me, "we bumped into each other at the cafeteria. Literally."

I smile, I recognize her too. It's hard to miss those gorgeous blond curls, and smile that just brightens your day.

I realize that I've been staring too long, and mentally scold myself.

"Well come one", Uriah urges, "Let's go already, stop being such pansycakes!"

I look at him confused, while Tris and Zeke just roll their eyes at him. "Shut up Uriah", Tris laughs, punching his shoulder, "just give it up already." Then she takes off before Uriah can say or do anything back.

We all take off following Tris to wherever it is that we're going.

After a while we arrive at an old, very tall building. At the entrance, I see four figure, two I recognize as Shauna and Lauren. The others are from our gun practice.

"Hey Shauna, Marlene, Lauren, and of course Lynn." Tris greets them, nodding towards each person as she says their names, oh, now I know who they are.

"You guys are late", Lynn tells us grumpily while entering the building, well, I think it's Lynn. I didn't really get this whole name thing down yet. Everyone follows in suit as we enter the old building, and into an elevator. Uh oh, elevators, mean going up into the air, like high into air. This is not good, not good at all. Once we got on the elevator, I try to stand in a corner, but immediately regret it.

The elevator, was a glass elevator.

The walls were see-through, so I could watch as we shot into the air, and the ground just kept getting farther, and farther.

I lean against the railing and try my best to think happy thoughts, and not of different ways that I could plunge to my death.

After what seems like forever, we arrive at our destination, the 100th floor. This day just keeps getting better and better.

As I walk out the door, the wind whips my face, and blows back my hair. I see a wire connected to some type of stand, with harnesses, this can't be good. I close my eyes and try to go to my happy place.

Sun shining, breathe in.

Green meadows, breathe out.

Bright flowers, breathe in.

Birds chirping, breathe out.

A picnic with Tris, br-wait what?! Tris?! No, no, no, no! I can not be thinking about being with Tris, she's Zeke's sister for god's sake.

I look up and realize that half the people I came here with are gone. "Where is everyone?" I ask out loud.

"They already went down the zipline" Zeke replies as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Zipline?" I ask even more confused. Zeke gestures towards the wire, and the harness. Oh, it's a zipline. Wait, don't people usually zip down ziplines? I look down and realize what I have to do, might as well just start planning my funeral now.

Zeke must have noticed the worried look and quickly reassures me, "Don't worry man, it's super fun, nothing to be afraid of." Easy for him to say, he's not deathly afraid of heights.

Before I know it, I'm zipped up into a harness and about to take off. "You ready?" Zeke asks placing a hand on my back ready to push me.

"Actually-" before I can finish my sentence he pushes me and I'm zooming to my death. I shut my eyes tight and pray to god to keep me alive.

After what seems like forever I open my eyes, seeing the beautiful landscape rushing past me, and I find myself actually enjoying this.

I hop off the zipline and I'm in heaven when my feet touch the ground, though a little sad that it's over too.

"Did you like it?" I hear an all too familiar voice ask me.

I turn around and answer back to Tris, "Yea, it was pretty fun" I say not wanting to admit how deathly terrifying it was.

"Oh, I'm so glad you liked it", Tris says beaming, "C'mon let's go she says starting to take off.

"Where are we going", I ask curiously trailing behind her.

"Well duh, we're going to do it again" She yells back at me, already far ahead, because I've stopped dead in my tracks.

I walk into the room, and I'm immediately greeted with flashing lights, and loud, very loud, music and screaming.

"So, this your first party?" Zeke asks me, screaming over the noise.

I nod my head in return not wanting to scream, and even if I did, Zeke probably still wouldn't hear me. When you grow up in dauntless, I guess screaming just becomes a habit.

After we finished ziplining, Zeke invited me to go to a party. I instantly agreed, wanting a distraction from thinking of Tris. Anything to stop thinking about Tris.

Zeke taps me on my shoulder and motions for me to follow him. We walk through the huge mob of people. When you're at a dauntless party, there are three type of people you will meet. The smart who didn't drink too much, the drunks, and the people who got so drunk they passed out. You will rarely ever see the first option.

After a long time of navigation and stepping over people who passed out, we arrived at a small room with a circle of people all holding bottles of who knows what and laughing. Once, we stepped in, the noise and flashing lights seem to dim a bit, so that people could actually hear each other. Well, most of the time.

"Yo, wassup Zeke", a guy around our age, who doesn't seem to drunk, stands up and pats Zeke on the back.

"Hey dude," Zeke greets him back smiling, "hope we're not too late, mind if we join?"

"We were actually going to start a new game."

"Awesome", Zeke grins, joining the circle. He pats the spot next to me, and motions for me to sit down. Not sure what to do, I decide to sit down.

"Ok since, this is my house, I'm choosing the game, Truth or Dare." Zeke's friend announces. After he finishes talking people start to cheer. "For anyone who's never played before, this is simple," he continues after everyone quiets down, "When someone asks you truth or dare, you pick if you want to do a dare, or answer a question truthfully. If you refuse to do something, then you must take off an article of clothing, socks don't count. Ok now, let's play." He looks around and his eyes land on Zeke. "My friend Zeke, truth or dare."

Zeke rolls his eyes and answers back, "Really? Do you even have to ask Matt, duh, dare."

Matt seems to think about it before saying, "Ok then. I dare you to go to Erudite headquarters, and shout 'I'm a unicorn'."

Zeke just smirks and replies, "Easy."

We all come back to dauntless laughing our butts off.

We walk into Erudite, and we're immediately greeted with silence, and people with their heads in books. They barely lift their heads, not paying any attention to us.

A woman walks up to come and greet us. She has glasses, carrying a book in her hand, wearing a lab coat, and a fake smile plastered on her face. "Hello, may I help you?" She asks slightly annoyed at the sight of a group dauntless who just barged in through their doors.

"Umm, yes actually," Zeke steps up to the woman. He takes a deep breath and shouts "I'm a unicorn!" at the top of his lungs.

Now, that got their attention.

"Ok, ok," Zeke says between laughs, trying to catch his breath. "My turn, Four my buddy, truth or dare."

The second I hear my voice, my heart drops. No, this is good, I think to myself, this is the perfect chance to prove that I'm a true dauntless.

I look Zeke square in the eye, and try to say as calmly as I can, "Dare."

Zeke smiles from ear to ear and says to me, "Ok buddy, I dare you to get a tattoo."

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