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It was junior year of high school,
Clarke was a confident teenager. She had straight A's so far, she was short but not too short, she had blonde wavy hair and water blue eyes. She was single but that was completely fine with her, it gave her more time to spend with friends and focus on her studies. She wasn't a party girl at all, at least she wasn't last week...

It was senior year of high school,
Bellamy was a mess of a teen. He had F's and C's, he was 6 foot, he had dark brown curly hair and brown eyes. His sister, Octavia, was sure he had at least one STD being as he was known to sleep around, but he was single which he didn't want to be. It gave him time, and he didn't like calling back old habits. He was a true party boy, but as the theme goes, this changed that week...

It was Sunday, so Clarke was in her pj's sitting in Octavia's den while they talked about the new hot substitute.

You see in Arkadia, Pennsylvania things didn't happen, ever. So when the girl's English teacher got attacked by someone, it was big news.

They had met the sub in a bar on the college campus where Clarke's mom taught med. The thing was, Octavia had disappeared for about 20 min with the guy in the bathroom before they learned that he was going to be their teacher. His name was Lincoln Wilder.

Octavia was telling Clarke the details of her name out session with the teacher, the only thing Clarke didn't like about it was Octavia was already dating Jasper, captain of the junior varsity football team. Whatever, as long as he doesn't find out I don't care, She thought. Anyway, she was in the middle of telling her story when her old brother, Bellamy, can't into the room.

"Well hello there, princess." He said as he looked Clarke up and down. She pulled her blanket up to cover her exposed skin, seeing as she was only wearing an undershirt and short shorts.

"Go away Bell, we're in the middle of something..." Octavia protested as her brother started slurring words. He had been out partying, again.

"You mean taking about how you made out with the new English teacher. I overheard, y'know he's married right?" Bellamy said before he leaned forward too far and fell face first onto the carpeted floor. Clarke fell off the couch laughing and Octavia did the same.

"Yeah I know he's married. It's not like I was going to continue the non-existant relationship. I have Jasper." She says matter of factly. After a minute of Bellamy not responding, Clarke spoke up.

"Ok, well since I think he passed out, I'll help him to his room. Set up the movie, I'll be back in five" She did this on a regular basis actually. Octavia wasn't even shorter than Clarke but she did dance so she didn't have that much upper body strength to lift her brother. Clarke did gymnastics, so she had tons. But not enough to look creepy when she wore a bikini.

She lifted him off the chair where he had climbed up to and started guiding him.

"Why are you always here princess, do you like me that much?" He said, slurred, with a stupid smirk on his face.

"Not really. Especially since when I am here, you spend all your time out drinking or fucking girls in your room. Plus, who else is going to make sure you don't pass out on the floor, make sure get-up and go to school, and I'm the one who cares your hangovers, remember? Plus, Octavia is feeling weird while your mom is out, um..."

"Being a prostitute?" He interjects as she struggles to say it nicely.

"Yeah, that..."

She helps him get undressed and put on pajama pants. Clarke has gotten used to this routine. She can't remember the last time she spent a night at her house, to be honest.

"You're lucky tomorrow we don't have school, maybe you can just sleep off your hangover." He's already asleep, but she kisses his forehead anyway "Good night Bellamy."

Clarke. Bellamy dreams about Clarke. It's strange, he's had these dreams for the past two months now.

He noticed every girl he's brought home has been blonde, blue-eyed, and is fairly short. But it doesn't suffice. It can't possibly compare to the real thing. It's not like he would know, though.

His thoughts are interrupted when he hears it, the stupid doorbell ringing, a lot. He grabs his phone, shoving it in his pocket before going downstairs. When he reaches the second platform Clarke opens the door, he is still in a hungover state but he recognizes the voice as Finn.

Over the last month a lot of guys, mostly juniors, have come up to him asking what its like to have Clarke sleeping under the same roof as him. He usually just says rude stuff and sucky things about her so nobody goes after her. All but one of the guys got the message, that one guy was Finn Collins. He was an insufferable asshole. Finn happened to be dating Bellamy's friend, Raven Reyes (she and Bellamy had a one night stand and then she went back to Finn). He hated how they were so...in love. All the god damn time. Truth be told, he wanted it too. But when he doesn't have it, it disgusts him. As far as Bellamy knew, Finn and Raven were stronger than ever and they were 100% in love.

So as Finn was talking to Clarke, Bellamy looked at her. Her hair was messed up, her tanktop strap had fallen off her shoulder and she had bruises on her shoulders and neck (probably from where he put his weight) that could pass as hickeys. So he messed his hair up, and while he was still shirtless, he walked over to the door and put his arm around her shoulders. Finn looked like he was seeing double, but then he got it,

"Clarke, can you get me a piece of paper and a pen so I can give you my number? Thanks!" Finn said so he could talk to Bellamy, alone-ish. She gave him a smile and went off. "Look, dude, you have her for now, but I will get her. I don't care how good looking you are. She will be mine in the end."

"What the hell are you talking about? First, you're dating Raven, my best friend, and she believes me more than she believes you, man. I tell her we had this conversation, she's gonna be pissed." At that, Finn looked scared,

"Well, then how'd she get hickeys on her neck and-"

"Whatchya guys talking about?" Clarke said, cheerfully, as she bounced over with her phone.

"Nothing." Both guys said in unison.

"Ok..."

Finn put his number in her phone and as he hugged her goodbye, looking at Bellamy with that 'I'm gonna steal your girl' look in his eye.

"Ok, what the fuck is wrong with you?! He just wanted me to be his tutor!" He stood there, giving her a blank stare. "Are you even listening to me?!" She was angry and frustrated, while Bellamy stood there unaffected by her words. "Whatever, I'm going back to sleep. Your mix is on the counter in the blender, drink all of it within an hour." She went back to the den, so he took the blender and the mix and poured it all in a water bottle with a straw, grabbed the box of cookies from the cabinet, and went into the living room. He turned on the TV, and since his mom wouldn't be home for a few days (not that she cared what he did) he lit up a cigarette. He drank all of his hangover mix, finished one cigarette, threw up, and went back to the living room. Octavia joined him not long after, but she took his pack and lit one up herself. Two puffs later he plucked it out of her mouth, put it out in the ash tray, and took his pack back.

"Hey! I was smoking that!"

"And now your not."

"Gimme another, I had a stressful week!"

I'm sure making out with a teacher really pulled on the stress cord, he thought to himself.

"No. Smoking is bad. It's mine and Clarke's job to look out for you."

"Excuse me while I choke on the smoke of your hypocrisy." She said, faking a cough as he kept smoking.

"Fine", he said as he put out his cigarette, "I'll stop too."

She looked at him with squinted eyes trying to figure out the sudden change in her older brothers behavior, then with a gasp she hissed,

"You like Clarke! Oh. My. God. My best friend and my brother, it's like a love story that was never told. I should write that for my creative essay. Ooh, I could make it a book. I have to tell her like right now, oh my god..." she said as she started to get up, but Bellamy pushed her back on the couch and shoved a cookie in the mouth. Signaling her to shut up.

"Tell her and you will die, I swear to god Octavia." She was taken aback by this because he only called her by her actual name when he was mad, dead-serious, or talking to a teacher/authority figure on behalf of his mother. "Besides I think she's going to go out with that Finn guy."

"Ew, no."

"What?"

"She came back into the den and went on for a while about how you acted like her boyfriend and how she was grateful 'cause that Finn guy was creeping her out."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It's a long story, but he's weird. So..."

"Did you suck on her neck?" His sister gave him an incredulous look.

"No!" Turning her head back to the television she muttered, "I put a vacuum on her..."

He laughs that, going back up to his room.

Knowing his princess liked him back was a comforting thought.

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