Clarke watched Monty try to shoot the bow he made.
"Maybe you should aim a little higher" Clarke says
He growled at her.
"Maybe you should aim the bow a little higher." he mimicked Clarke.
"Thats not even what I said" Clarke points out
"Thats not even what I said" Monty mimicked again.
"Who took a bite out of your apple?" Clarke asks.
"No one took a bite out of my apple" he says
Monty aimed his bow at the deer about fifty feet away. He wondered how the deer didn't hear them talking.
He pulled it back and whoosh! the arrow flew past his ear.
He should have listened to Clarke. Because the arrow landed very very far from the deer.
"Damn it!" he yelled he took his bow and banged it against the tree till it broke.
"Well if we had any chance of catching that deer its gone now." Clarke says plainly.
"Why are you here Clarke!?" Monty asks clearly passed annoyed.
Clarke doesn't snap at him instead she keeps a cool head.
"If I wasn't here we would have no food to eat tonight." she says pointing to the animals she had shot with the bow. When it wasn't broken.
Monty could feel his anger rising.
Clarke just had to rub that in my face didn't she, Monty thinks to himself.
"You know Clarke if your so good at everything. Why don't you go live by yourself?" Monty asks.
"Okay whats bothering you Monty your being an ass." Clarke says she was trying not to be affected by what he was saying. But it was getting to her slightly.
"Whats bothering me? Really how about you constantly hovering over me I'm trying to get food." Monty almost yells at her again.
"alright, you want me to go back to camp I will!" Clarke yells to tired of Monty's issues.
She starts picking up the animals she killed. But she new she was going to need help with the deer. it was way to heavy for her to carry.
"Wait Clarke I'm sorry I was just mad." monty confesses.
"Okay were you mad at me?" Clarke asks.
"No its just all the guys at camp think I'm weak. And with you killing all these animals, I was mad that I wasn't good at it." Monty confesses.
"Okay Monty first off, don't listen to the people at camp. There just not smart enough to realize how smart you are. If you wern't here we wouldn't have survived. Your the only one who knows whats good to eat and whats not and how to grow stuff. What one lacks another can make up for." Clarke says.
Monty looks at her.
"Thanks Clarke you have no idea how much i needed that." he says.
"Alright now that thats solved we should head back to camp." Clarke says looking at the setting sun.
If you read it thanks for reading I'm new to the whole fanfiction thing. So any constructive criticism is welcome I just want to improve. I'm not good at punctuation or what ever its called. But I try anyways thanks for reading.
disclaimer: I do not own the 100 copy right was not intended I don't own the characters but the story is mine.