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On the most romantic day of the year, the chieftain responsible for making those destined for one another fall in love when they are struck by his arrow. So what were to happen if a mistake was made? Like the wrong person was shot for example. Maybe his details as to who he was to shoot were vague and incomplete. This multi persepctive story centres around Clarke but as multi persepctive suggests, has the events of the story told from other characters points of view, namely those involved in this "mistake".

Prologue

The sun has long since risen on another sunny day in the US of A and it is understandably Cupid's busiest day of the year. The day being none other than Valentine's day. Much like Santa Claus is expected to be everywhere at once (seemingly) on Christmas, Cupid races around to all parts of the globe striking those smitten whose turn it is to find those who they are ment to be with till death parts them.

Of course his task is somewhat easier than the aforementioned Chris Cringle for a number of reasons, but there is still plenty of work to be done! Having started off in other parts of the globe due to time zone differences, Cupid has finally made his way to strike with his red arrow the next target. He opens up a file in front of him as he floats invisibly nearby. The file is on a young lady by the name of Clarke Griffin who is not a senior yet at her school in New York and the file is accompanied by a photo of Miss Griffin.

Her long blonde hair cascades down either side of her heart shaped face a smile in place that reaches up to and shown in her green eyes. A spotless academic record, plenty of friends and hobbies. The only thing that appears to be missing is the romance in her life. Now for some insight into how Cupid works. Even though the file is on Clarke, she will not be the target of one of his arrows. The individual to be struck by said arrow will have their feelings for Clarke unlocked if a certain procedure is followed, unknowingly by them of course.

This does leave some very small chance that individuals will not find one another but usually only in the most exceptional of circumstances, such as unexpected death. Cupid flips over the page to read through the information on who he is to shoot today...and finds the page rather sparse with details. There appears to be no file photo, no name and very little and vague information. Cupid sighs, it really is hard to find good help these days, he thinks to himself for a moment.

Looking up from the page he sees Clarke walking towards another girl who is carrying a number of books in her arms but isn't focused on where she is going. Long brown hair, light brown skin, brown eyes, slim, direct in her manner of speaking. From what Cupid can see she appears to match the description given to him. He flaps his angelic wings harder to get himself into a better position to shoot. He draws his bow and nocks an arrow, which is now presently aimed at the target. He takes a steadying breath, then takes another before letting fly.

Episode One: Pilot

Raven

Ugh, why did I have to set the alarm so loud for? Just because I was late that one time because I slept through it. The incessant beeping is starting to get annoying but I refuse to get up.

"Hurry up Raven or you're going to be late! Again." With my face still buried in the pillow, I make some sort of noise to acknowledge my older sister's words as I reach across and slap a hand down to shut off the alarm on my cell. All I manage to do those is knock it onto the floor where it continues to beep, but muted now thanks to the carpet.

I literally roll out of bed, very graceful and ladylike I know but whatever. Picking myself up off the floor I enter the bathroom in full on zombie mode as I start my quick routine to get ready in the morning. I imagine most girls would spend more time in the bathroom getting ready, but I'm not most girls. No makeup or lip gloss for me, no fancy perfume or anything either, just some form of deodorant, I'm not a complete slob okay?

I pull my hair into a messy ponytail and pull on my outfit which my friends always say "That's so Raven". A sentence which has crossed over to when someone else does something that they would expect me to do. It did annoy me once but now it gets nothing but an eye roll from me.

I walk down the stairs a few moments later carrying my stuff for school when my sister bounds out of nowhere scaring the bejesus out of me. "Happy Valentine's day little sis!" She says as she wraps me in a hug - "Are all the boys going to be sending you flowers, chocolates & cards today?" I roll my eyes at her,

"If they even tried that they know those flowers would end up on top of their eventual graves," She pouts at me playfully, "Oh don't be such a spoilsport Raven! Today's supposed to be about romance and love and happiness!" She says this as she prances around making all sorts of gestures and poses. She's dressed like she's about to go running or knowing her something more like parkour. She's taller than me, like runway model tall with the long legs to boot, glossy dark brown hair and the same brown eyes as me.

It's really depressing how happy she actually is. She's got more energy than the energizer bunny but I suppose that goes with who she is. Her being the one who is into all the action sports and pushing past the fear and doing all sorts of stunts and not just for her millions of subscribers on Youtube. Did I say how I secretly hate how pretty she is too? That's just between me and you though, I'll deny it if you tell anyone.

"Whatever Phoenix, just because you'll get one of those massive bears that hug the shit out of a love heart that you can win from those carnival games and any number of roofied shit from your fanboys doesn't mean the rest of us have to give a shit about this hallmark holiday."

She now rolls her eyes at me, "You have such a dark sense of humor Raven. I was thinking about something you should do." She walks over as I help myself to a second granola bar but who's counting? - "Come with me on my next trip and be on the show, get that noggin out there and then start your own thing. People would dig what you do and say little sis."

I duck as she tries to playfully ruffle my hair, "You do realise that half of your subscribers only subscribe because they think you're hot, you know that right?" She strikes a ridiculous pose, "Whatever brings in the bacon. Later R." We part with a fist bump as I head off to school.

I pull into the parking lot in my classic Pontiac GTO which pales in comparison to some of the money spent on the cars of other students. I quickly grab out my books, yes all of them, because I took them all home because I had so much work to catch up on and now I want to bring them back to place in my locker so I don't look like a total nerd carrying around with me.

In my eagerness to get rid of the books as I race up to the school in a sort of fast walk I don't see who's coming the other way and bump into someone. My books end up splayed out around me and I end up on my butt. "Sorry," I say without looking but my eyes narrow as I realise who I've ran into. "Hi Raven, I'm sorry I ran into you too," says Clarke as she begins to gather the stuff she knocked out of my arms. "Oh it's you," I say rather frostily.

As I reach out for the book nearest to me, I feel a sharp pain stab right through my heart. I cry out in pain and my right hand comes over my heart, all thoughts of my books forgotten for the moment. It feels like my heart is on fire and that warmth is starting to spread across my chest. I feel a hand land on my left shoulder, "Are you alright Raven?"

As soon as those words were out of her mouth and that touch was initiated, the pain subsided rapidly and the warmth dulled to a comforting level, spreading rapidly throughout my body. I lift my head to look at Clarke and find myself now lost for words. Those eyes are so pretty like sapphires staring back at me, a small smile now on her face and I feel a blush coming on as I continue to stare at her. I can feel her breath on my face she's that close and I see her smile morph into an expression of concern.

I shake my head rapidly as if to clear my thoughts. "I'm fine." I stand up and start to pick up my books and whatnot and as I see her start to do the same I tell her off, "You don't need to help me Clarke. I got this." I grab the stuff of mine she'd managed to pick up, barely registering the look of hurt that flashed across her face and head off to first period.

First period English, just another reason to hate the day. The teacher especially, Mr Jaha definitely wasn't one of my favorites. I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual with him toward me. Most of the class had arrived before I had but my customary seat at the back of the room was available so I took it without hesitation, grabbing out a book and a pen to at least keep up appearances that I planned on paying attention.

I had the strangest feeling only a moment or two after I'd sat down. It was when I was looking at random stuff on my cell, not cat GIFs I swear, when this feeling, I don't know, compelled me to look up. There standing in the doorway was Clarke looking pretty as a picture. As if she sensed me looking at her our eyes soon became locked and it was only the bell that broke the trance as she slid into the nearby and only available seat left.

Even though I could only see the back of her now, I couldn't help but admire her. God, why was I so fixated on her all of a sudden? I mean I still hated her for taking Finn from me but now my thoughts were drifting towards her, unless I concentrated on something else. Mr Jaha was prattling on about something English related, Shakespeare for all I knew but my attention wasn't that lax that I missed when he called me out specifically.

"For this assignment it is particularly important you take notes and be thorough with your assessment and mini biography of your partner. So much so that you really must pay full attention, which is something I'm sure you will have trouble with Miss Reyes."

My head shot up at this, "Huh? Oh right, the answer is alliteration." Of course laughter erupted at this and a pleasing smirk crept onto my face, leaning back in my chair as I did so. "Seeing as you'll need all the help you can get and plenty of encouragement, everyone will get to pick their partners for this assignment except for you Raven. You'll be with Miss Griffin."

The smirk was wiped clean off my face, I leaned forward now in my chair and my arms shot out to display my outrage, "What? That's BS man." I looked over at Clarke who was looking at me now. Pointing at her specifically I said, "I don't want or need to work with her, I'm perfectly capable of working on my own."

Jaha however wasn't fazed by my outburst, "Be that as it may, this is an assignment that requires a partner and part of the reason for a partner is for an unbiased and objective take on the subject they are interviewing and I don't think we could use those words with any report you'd conjure up on your own Miss Reyes." He walked away but quickly pivoted now facing me again, "Oh and I'll see you in detention later too." God dammit.

His timing was set to the clock as usual with the ringing of the bell accompanying those final words as students begun to hustle out of the room to get to the next period. As I shoved my things on my table into my bag I was fully aware of someone standing by my table.

"Hey Raven, can we talk on the way to our next period?" I sighed, of course Clarke the perfect grade eager beaver would want to talk about the assignment already and hit the ground running. I however wasn't in the mood for it, "No."

I quickly walked away before we'd have another moment of weirdness between us again as two happening already was two times too many. For the next few periods leading up to lunch I had managed to avoid talking to Clarke altogether but that didn't mean anymore weirdness didn't show up.

It didn't matter what I was doing or whatever class I was in and whether it was interesting or not, I just couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I felt like I was filled with a confusing concoction of churning emotions. The icy hatred I felt towards her for all the stuff that had happened between us in the past was mixing and slightly dulled by this burning desire to be near her.

I caught myself a few times thinking how pretty she looked rugged up with a cute beanie and scarf that went with the rest of her outfit. As soon as I thought this however I got mad at myself. I kept telling myself that I was weird to think this way and that I hated her. But no matter what I said, I'd always eventually come back to those same thoughts.

As I made my way out to lunch, some Octavia clones had setup a stall from which they were selling all kinds of Valentine's day related crap. I tried to walk by without being noticed but was unsuccessful. "Hey Raven, want to send some flowers or a gift to someone you secretly admire?" One of them said to me. I was just about to tell that clone where she could send her flowers when I overheard a bunch of jocks talking nearby,

"Dude! Just ask her already. Clarke's been off the market for awhile now so I don't know, do something cheesy for V Day." For not the first time today, I had a flush of anger course through me, but I was shocked to discover that I was angry because I didn't want those disgusting guys anywhere near Clarke. Impulsively then, I turned my head back so I was facing the clone who'd started talking to me,

"Yeah actually I think I will get something." Several dollars, twelve roses, a card and a promise that it would be delivered to Clarke during the last period of the day, I headed off to eat my lunch on my own as I didn't trust what I'd do if I were sitting anywhere near Clarke right now.

Clarke

Today had been pretty much a normal day for me. School had been it's usual easy self for me as I headed off to my last period class, gym. For a Valentine's day, there hadn't been much love in there for me. What was weird though was whatever was going on with Raven. It all started after I'd literally bumped into her this morning. There were a handful of moments from that point on where I'd wanted to do nothing but look at her, she's that damn beautiful.

What was even more confusing was where was that kind of thought coming from? I'd kissed a girl before, my best friend Lexa had that honor when she laid one on me a few months back, telling that she cared about me and wanted to explore what might lay beyond friendship for the two of us.

Don't get me wrong, I was curious especially after all the boy trouble and drama I've had to deal with in my life, I had found myself wondering what it might be like to be with another girl. But those thoughts had only been the sparks. It wasn't until this morning when I touched Raven after I'd ran into her that those sparks ignited the dry wood and a small flame begun to burn.

Trouble was, Raven was even frostier that usual which wasn't making having thoughts about her or trying to get her alone for a moment easy. At this point I just wanted to know what was going on with her and don't think I didn't notice her studious working hard to ignore me. Thankfully our gym class was taking place indoors due to the cold weather outside which was certain warmer than Raven's attitude at the moment.

Our teacher, Mr Kane was about to start the lesson when he was interrupted by one of Octavia's posse of girls who were practically at her beck and call. They were delivering out Valentine's day gifts and trinkets to those who were lucky enough to receive something from their boyfriend or girlfriend or even a secret admirer.

So I was surprised when a bouquet of twelve roses along with a card were shoved into my hands. "Wow it looks as though you have a secret admirer," Lexa said as she tried to get a look at the card as I read it. I looked over at her suspiciously as I pulled it out of her reach, "You didn't send this did you?"

She raised her hands up as if to say, don't look at me, "You requested that I give you space and time to consider me a potential partner and to consider your sexuality and I have, so I can assure you that this wasn't from me."

'To Clarke,

I couldn't think of anything romantic to say, but you're pretty hot for a nerd or whatever.'

I stood staring at the card for a moment before I looked up, sensing someone's eyes on me. I caught a ghost of a smile on Raven's face before she turned away. "So who is it from?"

I quickly closed the card and put it and the roses with my stuff, "I don't know Lexa whoever sent it never signed the card," but that was a lie, because I knew exactly who sent it to me. Given how she'd been acting all day this only added to my level of confusion. Was Raven indicating that she was interested in me? Or was this some sort of prank designed to mess with me?

Given how cold she'd been to me all day and Raven's general dislike of me and laid back attitude I was betting it was the latter. But why though? Was she still mad about the whole thing with Finn? Or was it something, anything else?

End of Episode One

Cast:

Clarke Griffin - Eliza Taylor
Raven Reyes - Lindsey Morgan
Phoenix Reyes - Janina Gavankar
Lexa - Alycia Debnam-Carey
Thelonious Jaha - Isaiah Washington
Marcus Kane - Henry Ian Cusick

A/N: This was something I had rattling around in my head for awhile and I thought I'd bring it to life. Let me know what you think with some feedback and follows and favorites are always welcome! I hope you enjoyed reading it!