Genre: Friendship / Family / Romance / Drama /

Characters: Bellamy Blake / Octavia Blake / Bethany (OFC) / Clarke Griffin /

Characters Mentioned: Abigail Griffin / Jake Griffin / Aurora Blake / Roma / Finn Collins / Charles Pike / Wells Jaha /

Relationships: Finn/Clarke (mentioned) /

Summary: Octavia and her best friend, Bethany, are practically inseparable. But when Bellamy finds out her last name is Griffin and she's the Princess's little sister, their friendship could be at risk. Is he really willing to end his sister's happiness for his own social status?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot / I own Bethany (OFC) and Marley (dog) / AU: Modern/Older-sister!Clarke /

A/N: I'm not sure why I write. Please review, even if it's like "I enjoy this." Please.


Bellamy walked up the path to the cute two story house. The grass was mostly dead, but the house itself looked lived in. He rang the doorbell and heard a dog barking from inside.

"Dammit, shut up!" he heard someone mumble from inside. "Coming! O, grab her please."

The door opened and he was faced with sharp blue eyes. Her blonde hair was thrown into a loose ponytail to the side, bangs sweeping across her forehead. She wore plaid pajama pants and a gray long sleeved top. And, boy, did she have an attitude. "Can I help you?"

"Pick up."

"Oh." She looked back up the stairs. "O! Your brother is here!"

"Mom said I could stay another night!" He could tell she was close. Probably behind the door.

"Did she really?" He asked the small blonde knowing his sister could hear.

"Does it matter?"

"Nope. See you tomorrow. But you are coming home tomorrow."

"Fine Buzzkill."

The small blonde smirked at him. Telling him, "Bye older Blake." before shutting the door.

He didn't even know the people his thirteen-year-old sister was staying with. But his mother told him to take her over so he didn't really get a choice. Sighing he got back in his truck driving up the hill.


"Octavia, honey, I love you but, god damn." She wiped her hands over her face. "Your brother is so hot. Like...Jeezus christ-"

"Ew. Stop. I get it, I've heard it before. Still, ew." They both laughed settling back on the couch. Puppy perched in between them as if she was watching out for danger. "Does she ever sleep?"

"Apparently the only time she does, our car gets stolen." She glares in the direction of the yellow Lab/Retriever mix. "But I love her, she's my little baby, aren't you?" She squished the dog's face. "Yeah..."

"B? Think my brother would get me a dog?"

"I don't know...I don't really know your brother. But god damn would I like to..." She looks off into the distance, Octavia proceeding to shove her friend off the couch.

"You would not. Trust me, he's a total fuckwad-"

"Y'know if mom catches you two talking like that she's gonna hurt you." A taller blonde emerged from down the hall.

"Well she went out of town again, so what are you gonna do? Tell on me?" She liked to push her sister's buttons.

"Maybe..." She smirked at the little blonde. Walking over, Octavia jumped up and hugged the older girl. "Mmm I love your hugs, O. They are just the best."

"I love hugging you, Clarke. Makes me feel loved." Clarke enveloped the brunette in a tight squeeze.

"I do love you. Hear that Beth, I love your friend. Way more than I love you."

"Alright, alright, get married for all I care, just move out of the way. The show came back on." Bethany protested.

"Yeah, yeah." She released Octavia, and pet the dog a couple times before sitting down and zipping up her combat boots. "I'm goin' out tonight. Don't stay up too late, I'm dropping you both off early tomorrow."

"Ugggg, stay home. He's a piece of shit who isn't worth your time."

Clarke just grabbed her purse and laughed. "Love you too, Beth. See yuh later, O."

"Bye Clarke." She waved

"Don't get pregnant!" Her sister called after her. After the door shut, they settled back into the couch.

"I thought your sister was single?"

"Nope, still dating that douche from before."

"Who?"

"Oh, just the one who's cheated on her two times now. That she knows about." She whispers the last part like someone was going to hear.

"What the hell? Why would she go back to him?"

"It's a long story. I'll make her tell you when she gets back tonight, assuming she's not wasted."

"You always assume the worst of her." Bethany gave Octavia a sharp glare. "Alright, fine. I do the same thing. But my brother is an actual piece of garbage."

"A sexy piece of garbage..." The little blonde muttered.

"Whatever." They just turned their attention back to the now shirtless guy on the television screen.


He looked down at the passenger seat, noticing he forgot to give Octavia her new clothes (He assumed she would stay another night). Pulling into the nearest parking lot, he turned to go back to the house. Just as he was coming to a stop in front of the house, a car was backing out of the driveway and speeding down the street. He frowned and walked up to the door. Knocking. He heard the girls laughing from inside, but no answer to the door. He rang the doorbell this time, causing the dog to star barking.

"Fuckin...hold on." Same instructions for O to hold the dog back while she answered the door. "Yes? Oh, your back."

"Yeah, forgot to give O her bag, who just left?" She gave him a skeptical look, taking the bag and tossing it over the railing by the stairs.

"My sister?"

"Do you not have an adult watching you?"

"Does that concern you?" This girl had an attitude attached to her hip.

"Yes. Who-"

"Go home Bell. We're fine."

"Is there an adult here?"

"Yeah her mom should be here soon."

"So there's no one home right now?"

"Fuck..." Octavia tried to mumble under her breath. "No, but we're thirteen. We can take care of ourselves for a while, Bellamy."

He looked back at the small blonde, noticing she was checking him out. "You know I'm seventeen, right?"

"And?" He smiled at her smugness.

"What's your name?"

"Bethany."

"No, like your full name."

"What's yours?" She knew his name, but- let's be honest here, it wasn't just her sister, she liked to push everybody's buttons.

"Fine. Octavia, don't do anything stupid."

"Damn, you should've told me that before I got this tattoo." He got a panicked look on his face before he heard her stifled laugh.

"Love you, picking you up after school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, B is coming over btw."

"Mom know?"

"Bell..."

"Whatever." Their mother would either be passed out drunk or 'out'. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye." She said before Bethany shut the door in his face.

They clearly knew he could still hear. "Alright, let's break out the weed and call some guys over."

He shook his head, getting into his truck. His phone buzzed, so he sat and went through his notification for a while. The only thing that broke him out of the trance was a knock on his window. He rolled it down, Octavia had her annoyed face on.

"Go home, Bell. Or go find some slut to hang out with, I don't care just go away from me and my friend." She got pulled to the right. He looked alarmed, but after looking out the window he saw her arm was attached to a dog on a leash. He smiled as she smiled at the dog.

"Alright O, I'm going. I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"

"Yeah, Bye!" She stood and waited for him to leave, knowing he could've just sat there till someone came home. He chuckled, turning on the car and pulling away. Looking in his mirrors, he saw her walk up the steps and inside the house with the dog. He smiled, happy that his sister was happy.


Both girls were passed out on the couch when the dog started barking. Bethany woke up, alarmed.

"Shut up, Marley!" But the dog kept barking at the door. She heard someone trying to get in. Shaking Octavia awake. "O, someone's at the door. Take Marley and go hide in my room."

The tired brunette grabbed the dog and went down the hall, peeking her head out the door to watch. The small blonde grabbed a knife from the kitchen and proceeded down the stairs. Octavia shut the dog in the room and went to peek around the corner. Beth saw her and looked out the peephole. She huffed a sigh and set the knife down on the railing.

"Fuckin..." She opened the door and found her older sister on the ground with her forehead against the glass of the screen door. She squatted down and knocked against the glass.

"Huh? Oh, HIII BETH!" she was slightly yelling.

"Jeezus, back up and I can get you in." The older girl crawled to the side. Bethany looked back. "You can go pass out in my room if you want, I have to deal with her."

"I'll help, it's ok." Octavia walked down the steps to help pull Clarke in. She was beyond shitfaced, but the girl still asked quietly, "Does it ever bother you?"

Beth looked at her. "Y'know, knowing she isn't your full sister...?"

Clarke was the daughter of Abigail and Jake Griffin, however after Jake died Abby ended up remarrying to some big shot who owned a large company downtown. After she got pregnant, and he left her. Something about kids distracting him from succeeding in the long term.

"No, she's my sister. Nothing's going to change that. Why?"

"Just, some kids were talking shit-"

"About my sister?"

"No. They were saying shit about my family..." Octavia was also only a half-sibling. But she never knew her dad, and neither did Bellamy. His dad skipped town when he was two.

"Eh, don't let it get to you. Roma?"

"Of course."

"Well, she's a cunt. And if it bothers you that much-" they were struggling to pull the full grown woman up the stairs, "tell your brother."

"No, he'll do something stupid." She acted like it was news.

"And? Have you noticed we're dragging my drunk sister up the stairs? We'll deal with the stupid siblings together, ok?" Her friend just smiled at her.

"Very touching stuff..." Clarke gagged. "Imma hurl..." she struggled to get up and ran down the hall, making it to the toilet to throw up. Bethany held her hair back, while Octavia sat on the counter petting the dog with her foot. Eventually, they got her makeup and shirt off before she collapsed into bed. Her head was laying across Beth's lap, while she pet Octavia's hands.

"You gonna tell us what happened?"

"Party..."

"Was he there?"

Clarke nodded but kept her eyes closed.

"Who? Her boyfriend?" Clarke let out a snort of laughter.

"No, I'll tell you later. C, you asleep yet?" Her breathing had evened out and her hand had dropped Octavia's.

"C'mon." Marley curled up against the sleeping girl, while the other two left. After they cleaned up the living room, they went into Beth's room and turned on the TV. But seeing as it was somewhere around two in the morning, there was nothing good on.

"So who was at the party that upset her?" Beth sighed.

"Your brother." She shut off the TV, preparing to explain.

"What?"

"Alright, babe, we love you. But Clarke has a lot of issues with Bellamy. Like the first day of high school, he called her out for being 'privileged' and kept making fun of her whenever he saw her. Honestly, since then she's become a social pariah. She only hang's out with her best friend, Wells, and her boyfriend, Finn. Both of whom go to a different school."

"That dick..."

"Yeah, well. Anyway, she'll go to parties with Finn and sometimes Bellamy will show up and make comments towards her. She usually just gets wasted and doesn't come home until the next day. So it's terrifying that she drove home, seeing as she's like...that." Octavia stayed silent, processing the information.

"I don't think he know's you're her sister..." Beth gave her a weird look. "No, seriously. I usually don't give a lot of information to where I'm going. I just tell my mom and she makes him take me."

"Hmm."

"What?"

"Huh? Nothing." She ponders for a minute more. "Can you ask your brother to drive us tomorrow? She won't be able to..."

"Sure, I'll send him a text."


1:57 AM
Octavia
Can you give me and B
a ride to school?

2:01
Bellamy
I guess, why are you still awake?

2:01
Octavia

Reasons.

2:02
Bellamy

Not good enough. Try again.

2:03
Octavia
Look I'm falling asleep.
See you in the morning :)


"Yeah, he can give us a ride."

"Alright, sleep. Mr. Pike has some stupid test tomorrow."


Clarke woke up to the doorbell ringing and the dog barking in her face.

"Ok, Ok. Shh, Marley. I'll get it." She had a massive headache and was not aware she wasn't wearing a shirt. She tripped on the last stair but recovered to open the door. She squinted one eye because of how bright it was outside. "Hello?"

"Princess?" She raised her hand to block the sun and saw his face. His annoying, stupid, beautiful face. So she slammed the door in it. She turned to go back upstairs but the doorbell rang again.

"What?"

"Do you live here?"

"The fuck do you care?" Her words sounded like they were slurring together still.

"Um-"

"Hey Bell, let's go." Octavia came bounding down the stairs with her backpack, hugging Clarke's naked waist. She wrapped the small brunette in her arms and told her to "have a good day" before Octavia brushed past her brother. Bethany followed, doing the same but stopping to inform her,

"Asprin on the counter, along with a bagel."

"Ew."

"Whatever, don't be a bitch."

"Love you too." Beth rolled her eyes before hugging the tall blonde and going after her friend.

Bellamy stood there, kind of dumbfounded. Clarke blinked a couple times at him, but after he didn't say anything for a minute she shut the door in his face again.


The two girls sat in the back seat of his truck talking about some television show when he interrupted.

"So, the princess is your sister?"

Bethany glared at him, "Yes." and went back to her conversation.

"How come I didn't know that?" The question was directed towards either girl but Octavia chose to answer.

"Because you're an asshole?"

"Watch it, O."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes at him before mumbling, "Whatever douchewad."

He pulled up to their Junior High. Beth got out immediately, but he stopped Octavia. "Are you mad at me or something?"

"Always."

"O..."

She rolled her eyes. "Yes. I have to get to class. See you like, tomorrow or something." She started to get out of the car again.

"No, you're coming home today."

"No. Clarke is picking us up and we're gonna go do something after school." She kept trying to exit the vehicle.

"Octavia."

"Fuck. What?!" She was upset now, he could see it.

"I'll...bring you some lunch, ok?" Her features softened a bit.

"Yeah, thanks."

"O, c'mon! He's gonna shoot us if we're late again!" She kissed her brother on the cheek and jumped out of the car, racing toward the building with her friend.

Bellamy decided to skip, and went to go get coffee instead. His day was already weird, and now he couldn't get the image of shirtless Clarke out of his head.

It's always been obvious she was pretty, she was actually fairly sexy. But no one really talked to her, she kept to herself. And he blamed himself most of the time, if he hadn't called her out 3 years ago, she might be popular. She might have friends. Instead, she sits alone at school and parties with her shitty boyfriend.

Finn Collins is a low life. He's a senior at Arkadia Prep. Bellamy doesn't know much, but he does know that the boy does some serious drugs (lots of psychedelics, he always says he feels like he's floating space) and has cheated on the princess at least four times.

Sure, Bellamy enjoys company every once in a while. But they know what they're getting into. He doesn't lie and manipulate women. He doesn't have a committed girlfriend, like Clarke, who he's cheating on. He's been cheated on, by someone he really cared about. It hurts. How she continues to go back to Spacewalker blows his mind. He's pondering this as he pulls up to the window of the coffee stand.

"Welcome to Jaha's Java, what can I get you?" He looks up, automatically recognizing her tone.

"Well, Princess, not often I get the pleasure of seeing you outside of school." Right back to being an asshole, smart dude. No wonder Octavia is mad at you

She just rolls her eyes. "What do you want to drink today?"

"Just a latte, two extra shots of caffeine, please and thank you." She raises her eyebrow at him before going to work. He's about to say something to her when her phone rings.

"Hello?...Beth? Who's phone are you using?...What are you talking about?...fuckin, jeezus christ. Yeah, I'll come pick you up...You're joking," She tried to whisper into her phone. "B, I'm making his coffee right now...well then you shouldn't have done it-...fine, whatever. I'm on my way."

She hangs up and pours his drink. Telling him, "And have a lovely day." before throwing her apron, closing everything and fleeing the stand.

He wants to follow her; see what's wrong.

But he doesn't; it'd be too weird.

They're supposed to hate each other.

Right?