Hey all :) I hope you guys enjoy this story! I don't own anything but my OC. (Though I wish I own Bellamy! He's sooooo hot! *u*)

I quietly sat in my cell. There was nothing to do at all. I sighed as I decided to stand up and pace around. That probably wasn't the best idea for me to do, but what the heck. I tried looking out the window of my cell door, but I couldn't see very far.

Letting out a huff, I walked over to my bed and sat down. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to get all the knots out of it. I then looked at my arms. They were getting smaller and smaller. I was growing weaker and weaker as the days passed on.

I jumped when the door to my cell whooshed open.

"Prisoner 258 turn around and face the wall," the guard said as he walked in.

"What? What's going on? Why am I still here?" I asked as I complied.

I turned eighteen last month. I was supposed to be floated on my eighteenth birthday, but that never happened. No one would answer my questions. Like they would answer them now, I decided to try anyhow.

They didn't answer me, just like every time. Instead, the guard said, "Hold out your right arm."

I frowned, as I watched the guard pull a silver device out of a box. "Why?" I asked as I brought my arm into my chest while covering my wrist with my left hand.

"Just do as he says," the other guard snapped, he then grabbed my right arm and held it out for the other guard. He snapped the silver bracelet onto my wrist. It stung as six, thin, metal prongs sunk into my skin. I let out a wince, 'What the hell?' I thought. The guards then led me out of the cell and down the pathway. I watched as others were being led just like me. We all gathered in front of a big door.

I waited in line as some of the kids in front of me filed into the space shuttle.

"Amara!" I heard someone call out my name. I turned to look at the crowd behind me. There were so many faces.

"Amara!" I looked around for the owner of the voice. I finally saw him. He was waving his arm up high, Wells, my best friend, other than Clarke. He started pushing his way through the crowd of inmates that were in front of him.

"Wells!" I cried, trying to push my way towards him. It didn't work out so well for me. I was much smaller than everyone else there, so I ended up being pushed further away from Wells than I wanted to. It didn't matter though, he had somehow made his way towards me. He reached down and gave me a hug. I smiled and hugged him back.

"Wells, what are you doing here?" I asked him, once he released me from our hug.

"I heard you guys were being sent down to the ground, so in order to protect you and Clarke, I got myself arrested," He said.

"You're an idiot!" I cried as we inched closer and closer towards the metal doors. There was a lot of pushing and shoving, some elbows wedged themselves into my ribs. I winced, my body already hurt all over, it didn't help having someone push their pointy elbow into me. Wells saw and gave the guy a shove. He turned to shove Wells back, but saw that Wells was much bigger than he was and decided against it. I smiled gratefully at him, then remembered, he got himself arrested, so I decided to frown, and try to ignore him.

We finally made it into the ship. I silently thanked whoever was out there that Clarke was in a seat next to two empty ones. I took one the one on Clarke's left, while Wells sat down in the one on her right. Clarke was knocked out cold. Some guard must have shot her with a tranquilizer.

I looked around the room, trying to take in all of my surroundings. A guard walked by and secured my belt. He then moved to Clarke and did the same to hers and so forth.

After checking everyone in our rooms' belt, they left. I don't know how much time passed after that. It seemed like hours to me. Finally, the ship jerked. I jumped, looking up and around again. It lurched once more, then it stopped. We must now be floating in space.

I heard a groan next to me. Quickly turning to my right, I watched as Clarke slowly woke up.

"Welcome back," Wells said as she opened her eyes. She then touched her wrist and looked at the silver device. She then looked up at Wells.

"Wells, why the hell are you here?" She asked sternly.

He looked past her at me, then back at her, "When I found out they were sending prisoners to the ground, I got myself arrested. I came for you and Amara."

Right when he finished talking, there was a loud crashing sound. A bunch of kids started to scream and freak out. Clarke and I looked up at the ceiling to see if we could find out where the noise came from. The lights flickered and we started to lurch in our seats.

"What was that?" I asked, looking over at Clarke and Wells.

Wells looked up as Clarke held onto her seat belt. Her hands started turning white due to the fact that she was holding on so tightly.

"That, was the atmosphere," Wells answered.

A TV screen flickered on, and a picture of the Chancellor, Wells' father, appeared on the screen.

"Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now. You've been given a second chance, and as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us," Chancellor Jaha said, "Indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds for survival were better. We would've sent others. Frankly, we're sending you because your crimes have made you expendable." Some guy then yelled out, "Your dad's a dick Wells." I looked over at Wells sympathetically, but he was staring off into the distance.

I then turned back to the TV. "Those crimes will be forgiven." Some of the kids started to laugh at the first kids comment. I frowned at them, but didn't have the courage to speak up. Wells just ignored them, and Clarke looked like she was lost, like she didn't know what to think.

"Your records wiped clean," The Chancellor on the screen continued, "The drop sight has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, Mount Weather was a military base built into a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain 300 people for up to two years." I was once again, distracted by some kids messing around. Wells, Clarke, and I turned to see a guy floating in the air.

"Space Bandit strikes again," Someone said. Other wooped and cried, "Go Finn."

He floated right in front of us and crossed his arms over his chest, as though her were laying on a bed. He then looked at Wells and said, "Check it out, your dad floated me after all."

I frowned as Wells warned him, "You should strap in before the parachutes deploy."

I heard a girl laugh, then watched as two other kids went to unfastened their belts.

"Hey! You two!" I cried out. "Stay put if you want to live," Clarke added. She then sighed as the ship started to bounce more.

I closed my eyes, while hearing the Chancellor say something about getting the supplies immediately.

"Hey." I opened my eyes to see Finn still floating in front of us, "You're the traitor who's been in solitary for a year." He was talking to Clarke, of course. Everyone talked to Clarke. Who could blame them though, I was ugly, my dark brown hair was nothing compared to her light blond hair. She didn't look sickly, she wasn't weak and skinny, Pushing my rude thoughts to the back of my head, I smiled as I heard her comeback, "You're the idiot who wasted a month of oxygen on an illegal spacewalk."

He smirked, "But it was fun. I'm Finn."

He was trying to flirt with her! I had to suppress a growl. Really? Of all the different times he could be flirting with her, he decides to do it now?

"Your one responsibility is stay alive." Was all I heard. The ship started to bounce more and I nearly went deaf as Clarke yelled, "Stay in your seats!" But two of the kids ignored her, and decided to do their own thing anyway. Suddenly there was screaming and crying. My head hit the side of my seat as we were jolted around.

One of the kids went flying around the room as the ship was pushed to who knows where. Finn went flying in another direction.

Clarke then cried out, "Finn are you okay?"

I ignored everyone after that. I started to hyperventilate. I always did that when I freaked out. Clarke turned her attention towards me, "Amara! You need to calm your breathing down! You'll just make it worse!" She cried, trying to calm me down. It wasn't working though. I couldn't focus. I was freaking out. I couldn't hear anything else being said, until Wells said something about my father, well, Clarke's father too. No one knew that he was my father though. The only people that knew, was my mother, my father, and me.

"I'm sorry I got your Father arrested," Wells cried over the noise.

"Don't talk about my father!" Clarke yelled at him. I winced, this was still a hard topic for both of us, even today. But for Clarke, she never let go of the pain she felt when our father was floated.

"Please," Wells cried, "I can't die knowing that you hate me."

That pushed Clarke's button, she was now, not only scared, but she was mad. She turned to Wells and yelled, "They didn't just arrest my father, Wells. They executed him!" I let out a gasp when I heard my baby-half-sister yell this to our best friend, "I do hate you!"

She then closed her eyes as the ride became even more bumpy. Wells looked at me with tears in his eyes. I stared back with sympathy once more. If only Clarke knew the truth.

People started shouting and screaming again. I tried to stay calm, but I started to hyperventilate once more. This time, Clarke didn't even try to calm me down. I wouldn't blame her though, she's mad at Wells, and she's also scared. Hell, I'm freaking out.

Suddenly, I heard something like a machine stopping. I opened my eyes and looked around. I took in deep breathes. I looked over at Wells and Clarke, they seemed to be trying to calm themselves down too.

"Listen," I heard a kid say, "No machine hum."

"Whoa," Another kid next to him said, "That's a first."

After that, everyone else started to unbuckle their seat belts. I looked around nervously, then unbuckled mine too.

Clarke then jumped out of her seat and rushed over to Finn and the other boy who was lying near him. I looked at Wells, who had a look of pure shock on his face.

"The outer door's on the lower level!" I heard someone yell. I looked around with worry, "No!" I cried, "We can't open the doors!"

"Armara's right!" Clarke cried out. She then climbed down the ladder, with me right behind her.

A man in a guard's uniform stood in front of the door. He held his arms out, to make sure kids wouldn't pass him. "Just back it up guys!" He yelled so everyone could hear him.

Clarke then yelled, "Stop!" Everyone turned to look at her. She then pushed her way through the group of kids, dragging me with her, "The air could be toxic!"

The man then replied, "If the air is toxic, we're all dead anyway."

I took in his appearance. His hair was brushed back. He was taller than me, and had freckles all over his face.

"Bellamy?"

We all turned to see a younger girl hanging off a ladder. The man, Bellamy, turned from opening the door to watch as the girl pushed through the crowd. I then recognized her when she made it to the front. Octavia Blake, the girl who was hidden away by her mother. I've heard about her. I've just never met her in person. I remember wanting to meet her. Maybe this is my chance to make a new friend.

"My God, look how big you are," Bellamy said with a smile. Octavia then threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. Pulling away, she asked, "What the hell are you wearing? A guard's uniform?"

"I borrowed it to get onto the drop ship," Bellamy replied, "Someone has got to keep an eye on you." She then hugged him again. Clarke then spoke up, "Where's your wrist band?" But Octavia turned around and asked, "Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year."

"No one has a brother," Someone said. Another person then spoke up, "That's Octavia Blake, the girl they found hidden in the floor."

Octavia then tried to launch herself at the girl who was standing next to me. I flinched, but her brother grabbed her before she could attack.

"Octavia, Octavia, no," He said, "Lets give them something else to remember you by."

"Yeah, like what?"

He smirked, "Like being the first person on the ground in 100 years."

Bellamy then turned to open the door. I looked at Clarke, who looked nervously at me, then the giant door. We all waited anxiously for him to pull the lever. He then yanked it down and the door flew open. It was bright outside, so all we could see was a white light. I blinked a few times, before I could see. I smiled. Green. For the first time, I actually got to see green trees. Green moss grew up the sides of the tree trunks. Large, green plants grew out from the ground.

I watched as Octavia walked forward. She breathed the air in deeply, then exhaled it. As she walked forward, I looked over at Bellamy, who watched his sister with pride. I smiled at the look on his face, he then looked over at me. I quickly turned to look at Octavia once more. He had caught me staring at him. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I sure hope he wasn't watching me blush. I then tried to push myself onto the other side of Clarke, so I couldn't see him, or he couldn't see me.

Octavia then jumped down from, off of the ramp. I heard some people gasp, as though they were waiting for her to be attacked by some rabid animal. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. Wind. I finally felt the wind on my face. Octavia then threw her arms in the air and yelled, "We're back bitches!"

Everyone started to scream and cry out with joy. They all pushed passed me and rushed into the green woods. After the majority of the kids left the ship, I walked out, slowly. I turned around to talk to Clarke, but saw as she walked away from the ship and into the woods. I decided not to go after her, what was the point? I wouldn't have been able to keep up. So I turned my attention to the celebrating kids. I walked forward into the crowd. As I walked through the crowd, people were bumping into me, and shoving other people around. I lost my balance as a guy rammed into my shoulder. I started to fall, but fell against something, firm.

"Are you okay?" I heard someone ask. I looked up to see Bellamy Blake. he grabbed my arm and helped me get my footing, "Yeah, I'm fine." I said quickly.

I then smiled and said, "Thanks. For umm, I don't know."

He laughed and said, "What, catching you? Sweetheart, you bumped into me."

I frowned, "I was just saying thank you."

"I think you should actually be saying, 'I'm sorry.'" he said, kind of smugly.

I huffed, "I didn't mean to bump into you, it was all the other kids around bumping into me!"

"Does it look like my fault though?" he asked.

I growled, then stomped away. But I didn't get really far without becoming short of breathe. So I had to sit down on a log to catch it. I hate being sick.

So... What do you guys think? Please send in a review and let me know. If you see any spelling errors (I'm a terrible speller, I'm sorry) or any grammar errors, please let me know and I'll try to get those fixed ASAP! I'm going to try to post as often as I can, thanks for reading!