A/N: Hey peeps! Thanks for checking out my fic. This idea has kind of been floating around in my head for a while. This story takes place a few months after initation is finished. No war on Abnegation. Faction conflict may occur, but I'm not sure on that yet, but most of this story is planned out, it just needs to be written PLEASE R&R!

Also check out "Daunted" by my super epical awesomesaucetastical bud "itsalreadybeendone" She's an excellent writer!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE DIVERGENT TRILOGY! EVERYTHING IS OWNED AND RESERVED BY VERONICA ROTH!


TRIS'S POV

"Oh come on, Tris!" Christina cries,"when he sees you in this, he won't be able to take his eyes off of you! You got boobs, a rather nice pair actually, so you might as well show them off a little. If you do, he'll be putty in your hands! Besides, he won't be able to take his eyes off of you." "You mean he'll just be staring at my breasts, not me," I groan back, looking at myself in the mirror, still denying the fact that I am at actually looking at me in it. I wearing a tight fitting dress, which reaches about mid thigh on me, that complements the little curves I do have and raises my boobs up a bit, creating the illusion of bigger breasts. The dress also gives a rather large, yet modest, hint of cleavage. However, not only does it show off my 3 raven tattoos, but also it is modest enough to be worn in Abnegation, since Tobias and I are heading there this evening to surprise my parents. I haven't seen them in forever, and I want them to meet Tobias. It's a huge step in our relationship that I feel needs to happen. I have already met his father longer ago, and I hate him, so this is the next step. "Hmm…" thinks Christina,"Then again, I bet after tonight, that dress will be in shreds." "Christina!" I shout, my cheeks blushing red. She shrugs, drags me to her bathroom, and adds a little make up, because she seems to think that, although my face is "naturally gorgeous", I need a touch up. When the torture is over, she throws me out of her apartment, pats me on the butt, and squeals,"Get some!"