Clarke had just finished the last period of the day, and was packing up her things. She wasn´t in a hurry or anything cause she wasn´t supposed to be at the hospital for at least another hour. So she took her time finishing up and glanced around the classroom. Everybody was getting ready to leave and she looked at the different groups of friends heading out. She wasn´t a part of any of them, of course it would be fun but she just didn´t fit in with them.
She was okay with going to school and right after leave for the hospital where she worked the evenings. At least she wasn´t home much that way, cause her apartment was almost always empty except for the few times her mother came there a few times.
Things had fallen apart when her father died in a car crash. Her mother who was a surgeon hadn´t been able save him and was blaming herself. After that she quit her job and moved to work at a hospital in another city. Clarke didn´t want to move, because this is where her memories of the happy times were and she didn´t want to let that go. But her mother didn´t see it like that, it reminded her about all the bad things, so she went anyway.
That´s why it was so empty in her apartment, because nobody was there when she came home. She had been an intern at the hospital before, and now she was grateful that they let her stay even though her mother didn´t work there anymore, especially since she was the one who got her the spot in the first place.
She was now almost alone in the classroom, during her trip down memory lane everybody but Jasper, Monty and that new girl Octavia Blake, had left. The boys seemed to get along fine with the new girl. She transferred last week, and in the beginning she was a little shy and didn´t talk to anyone that much. But now it looked like she had become a part of the boys´ little group.
Clarke felt a sting of jealousy as she watched Octavia and how fast she´d gotten friends, she was handling being alone but of course she wanted someone she could trust and talk to. The only friend she´d ever had was Wells, but he´d betrayed and sold her out. He moved away shortly after that, she didn´t know where and to be honest she didn´t care.
She heard chairs move and in the next second the others were heading out the door, and she watched them as they passed her. When she was starting to turn around she saw something shiny inside Octavia's backpack which wasn´t completely closed. And what she saw chocked her so much she had to cover her mouth not to say something. It was a knife! Octavia Blake who seemed so sweet and innocent had a knife to school. She had to turn away so they wouldn´t notice her.
She kept looking the other way until she knew they were gone, then she took her pack and went home as fast as she could. Now she had one thing she had to know before she went to work, why Octavia would possibly need a knife to school. Her gut told her it wasn´t as simple as one would first think, because Clarke couldn´t imagine Octavia had it to start a fight, she didn´t seem like the type.
So now she was going to figure out why. Damn curiosity, it was going to get her into some serious trouble, like she didn´t have enough to cope with already, she though as she let out a sigh. Then she started running to her apartment cause she had a lot to do before her shift. Although a voice in her head kept telling her she should go to the principle. But she didn´t want to draw the wrong conclusion before she knew more. So instead she picked up her speed and ran faster.