Tris Divergent Costume Novels & Stories

And I couldn't help the naughty thoughts crossing my mind. The girls and I went shopping for our costumes. We decided that this time, we needed to wear something different. Odette always wears the same thing to every costume party or Halloween; vampire or zombie vampire. Starliss is always a sugar fairy. You know, pink to the core with a fluffy bubble skirt and large wings. If she's not pink, she's lavender or yellow. As for me, I'm always the biker with one leg of her oversized nineteenth-century pants cut to my knees. Wearing a concert tee with Anne-Marie's face printed on it, or a skull, skeleton legs or food, a rainbow ripped jacket, and an astronaut helmet. Don't ask me what I am becaus

“Let’s.” A moment later I’m dressed as a maid, complete with the checkered mask that all of the other staff is wearing. Lisa had been wearing a cheap black wig cut in an A-line bob, so I put that on and hope it is enough of a disguise. The mask, unfortunately, is not equipped with the same disguise technology as the one that goes with my navy dress, because unlike my mask, it is just another one of Debrassy’s official staff costumes. We didn’t want to modify it in case somehow it got left behind and confused with one of theirs. The last thing we need is for Debrassy Group to have such cutting-edge tech. They’re dangerous enough without being able to take on the appearance of others.

Then he turns and walks back inside without looking at her again. She fumes in the water for a moment before hauling herself out. The moment she emerges, Drew and Reid both go very still. Her dress... baby blue, light fabric, is completely soaked through, and the figure underneath it is not the one any of us remember. Yeah. We're in trouble.

It continued that night after they were done with their chores. She went to his room to call him out. He went into the bathroom and changed into new clothes. Tristan strutted into the room with a sense of confidence, wearing a bright green shirt that was several sizes too small, exposing his bulging biceps. He paired the shirt with a pair of ripped, bell-bottom jeans that were at least two decades out of fashion. To complete the look, he had adorned himself with a thick leather belt that had an enormous silver buckle that read "BAD BOY."

I pulled it out and went into the dressing room and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw that he had me putting on a jean skirt, a purple peasant blouse, and the boots once again. I made my way over to the hair and make-up station and they darkened my eyes a little and added more mascara before telling me I am wearing the hat again. When I finally made it over to the boys they were wearing black jeans, button-down shirts, western-cut jackets, boots, and hats. Of course, Ralph put Tristan in a purple shirt with Justin in blue. We went through the same pictures again and just like last time he sent me on my way to change into the third outfit. This one was a blue summer dress with sandals.

Aurora. Closer up, Trina noticed the cut of the dress. Fine fabric. Made in Tron. A special type that only members of the lineage could wear. Audacity. And the hair? Silver like fire under moonlight. Trina wanted to laugh. The girl had spent her life hiding who she was... and now she paraded around as if she were a sacred jewel. “She's just an orphan. And she doesn't even know how to play.” Trina arrived smiling. Arms open, wide smile.

She held it out to Trista. "It was a misunderstanding. Take this for the dress and the... little scare," Thomasina said, her tone dripping with condescension. "I'm sure Alpha Xander isn't going to hold a grudge over a minor hiccup, right?" In her eyes, Trista was just an unmated stray. Even if she had a job with the Blades, how much could she really have? Her white dress didn't even have a visible logo. In a town like L.A., it probably cost peanuts.

“ I’ve been swimming here for decades." The five of them stood by the banks fully dressed except for Jake who was eager to dive into the water. He was wearing an orange boxers which served as a make-do swimming trunks. The other exception was Tisha who was wearing a blue bikini that was a bit too revealing. The boys had a hard time staring at her revealed curves.. not that she cared anyway. “I would have loved to dive in.” Tomiwa said. “ But I didn’t bring any swimsuit.”

It was part of our itinerary. I am wearing a white shoulder dress, our clothes intended for scuba diving are in my tote bag. Aries is wearing a white polo shirt, the first three buttons of the shirt were opened, revealing his chiseled chest. He paired it with a beach board short with three lines on its side as a design. He was wearing a sunglass even though we're still inside. He quickly stood up when he saw me walking towards him. "Let's go?" he offered his hand.

She didn't hear what Trijal was saying across the closed door. After like hours, Trisha walked out from the bathroom only in a bathrobe as she has nothing to wear except this because her old clothes are really messed in with tomato ketchup. She found Trijal seating on the bed and freezing on his statue while gawking at her legs which are showing while Trisha gasped looking at Trijal presence inside the room. Invisible fireballs flight out the firing Trisha's eyes and to gain Trijal's attention on her Trisha cleared her throat but he was so lost in gazing at her legs that he didn't look at her.