Princess

So I finally came around to finish the notes on a little drabble idea I got some time ago.

Enjoy!

"May I?"

The new, unfamiliar voice made Bellamy look up from his book to see a small blonde standing in front of the seat next to him that was currently occupied by his brief case. She was beautiful with those blonde tendrils framing the delicate features of her face and the piercing blue eyes that seemed to look right into his soul.

His eyes swept appreciatively over the soft swell of her breasts that were slightly visible under the blue sweater that matched her eyes perfectly and the wonderful curves of her hips that were emphasized by the tight material of her jeans.

Bellamy knew he was staring at her and she seemed amused by that, though the faint blush on her cheeks indicated that she wasn't completely unfazed by him checking her out.

Eventually his eyes settled on something on top of her head and his mouth curled into a smirk. He grabbed his case from the seat next to him and said,

"Sure, Princess."

She sat down and turned to look at him – a frown appearing between her blonde brows. Bellamy chuckled and he pointedly looked at her head again.

The young woman raised her hand in confusion and then blushed furiously when her fingers brushed the paper material of the purple crown adorning her vertex.

"Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that. The kids couldn't resist to transform their teacher into a princess." she explained with a shy smile.

She was about to take the crown off but Bellamy caught her arm.

"Don't. It looks good on you. Being a princess suits you."

She blushed again at his words and Bellamy took sick satisfaction in that fact.

"Let me guess; Rapunzel?"

Nodding she said, "Frying pans are actually pretty good weapons, you know."

The sincerity in her voice mad Bellamy crack up. She shot him an amused look, probably surprised that he got the reference.

When he calmed down again Bellamy saw that she was trying to hide the question in her eyes so he shrugged and said,

"Everyone loves Tangled."

At her raised eyebrows he offered, "I have a younger sister that is obsessed with everything Disney."

Smiling she asked, "How old's your sister?"

"21."

Now it was the Princess' turn to bark out a laugh. Bellamy immediately came to the conclusion that he liked the sound of her laugh and he wanted to hear it again. He watched in awe as she threw her head back and her eyes fell shut. When her chuckles died down and she opened her eyes again to look at him, they shone an even brighter blue now. They held a warmth and gleam to them that Bellamy made unable to avert his own eyes.

Holding her hand out to him she introduced herself properly a wide grin plastering her face.

"I'm Clarke, by the way. Clarke Griffin."

He took the offered hand and gave her his brightest smile as he introduced himself.

"Bellamy," he said. "Bellamy Blake."

R & R? xx