So I am working on yet another 100 ff... Had so many different things going through my head and have finally started to write them out...

This will eventually be Clarke/Murphy (Clurphy?) but there will be some Bellarke, it actually starts out that way but that will not be endgame. I'm working toward Clarke/Murphy endgame. But its a slowburn...

I figured there wasn't enough Clarke/Murphy so I want to change that!

It's Modern AU and characters may seem kinda OOC.

Also will have some bad language.

Prologue

School had just let out for the summer and Clarke Griffin couldn't be more excited. In just a few hours they would be heading to their vacation house in Arkadia, it's what Clarke waited all year for. She was already packed and ready to go, in all reality she finished packing almost a week ago.

She pretended she was excited about the beach and just being away from everything but in all actuality it had nothing to do with that. It had to do with a certain neighbor that she couldn't get off her mind. The Griffins and Blake's have known each other for years and she couldn't help but develop a crush for the older sibling, even though she knew he was far too old for her. Her crush began when she was just a mere 13 years old and he was already 18. Of course she never acted on her feelings since he was already a legal adult.

Even though Clarke knew she would never act on her feelings toward Bellamy Blake she couldn't help but fantasize about him over the years. She knew that he could never feel the same about her, he only saw her as a child.

It had been 3 grueling years of going being around him and his family and keeping these feelings inside. She didn't know what it was but she thought this year would be different, she was now 16 and was fully developed and she couldn't help but smile when she thought about exactly how developed she was.

The drive seemed to take longer than usual but when they finally pulled up to the house she saw all the lights were already on. Which she figured meant that her parents had probably asked the neighbors to air out the place for them.

Once they were inside and had all their things unpacked there was a knock on the door.

"I got it." Clarke yelled as she ran toward the door.

As soon as she opened the door she was pulled into a hug by the Blake mother.

"I can't believe how much you've grown in this last year, you're really starting to look like a young lady." Aurora said looking her over.

Clarke was then greeted by the younger Blake sibling Octavia but no one else. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The evening went well though, she just figured Bellamy was probably out, he was 21 now.

Clarke tossed and turned that night trying to sleep but since she slept most of the ride over she couldn't fall asleep so she decided to take a stroll by the beach. She quietly grabbed a tank top and pair of shorts, got dressed quickly then slipped out the door.

She had to admit that she really did miss the way the sand felt beneath her feet when she went home after her summers in Arkadia. Clarke couldn't help but notice there was a bonfire down the beach so without even thinking twice about it she slowly made her way toward it. Once she got close enough she noticed that most the people standing around the fire were all holding beer bottles. She hoped no one minded if she crashed.

Clarke strolled right up to the cooler and grabbed a beer out, noticing that no one even noticed she didn't belong.

"Clarke is that really you?" She heard a loud squeaky voice and when she turned around she saw Fox running toward her.

She smiled as the girl approached her "Hey Fox."

"You really are here aren't you?" She said overly happy.

Clarke couldn't help but just laugh, she and Fox were pretty good friends.

Clarke had lost track of time and how many beers she had consumed. She knew she shouldn't be drinking but it was something that she had started doing the last year even though she wasn't proud of it. Fox had wondered off somewhere which left Clarke to herself.

Clarke felt a tap on her shoulder and when she turned around she couldn't believe who stood there looking down at her, no one other than Bellamy Blake.

"Clarke Griffin it really is you, I thought I saw you earlier." He said trying not to look at her inappropriately but failed miserably.

"We just got in today, I was surprised I didn't see you at our welcome party." She said as she tried to stand, she was a little wobbly but she did finally successfully stand.

"I had stuff to do." He said indifferent.

"I get it Bellamy, you're a man and you have more important things to do than greet family friends that you haven't seen in almost a year." She tried to stay serious but failed she couldn't help but start laughing.

"How much have you had to drink?" He asked actually seeming a little concerned.

"Just enough." She giggled.

"I think it's time I get you home and in bed." He said all too seriously.

"Oh yea." She put her hands on his chest "And what are you going to do once you get me in bed?"

Bellamy just stared at her, he had never seen her like this before. This was all new territory for him.

"Loosen up." She said barley more than a whisper, pulling him toward her.

"Clarke." He said with a warning tone.

She shrugged her shoulders and then started walking back down the beach toward their houses. She could hear him following. She was about halfway down the beach when she felt his hands on her, he had grabbed ahold of her shoulder and slug her around. She stood there staring into his dark eyes and him into her deep blue ones.

For a moment, it almost seemed like he was going to kiss her but then out of nowhere he turned and continued walking toward their houses. Clarke stood there for a few more seconds before following behind him trying to figure out what had just happened, or almost happened.

She had expected him to walk past her house and go straight to his but was surprised when he stopped in front of hers and waited on her. She walked right past him not even making contact and quietly unlocked the door. It wasn't until she went to close the door that she realized Bellamy had followed her inside. She gave him a look trying to figure out what he was doing.

After realizing that she wasn't going to get any kind of response she walked up the steps toward her bedroom, walking inside and completely ignoring the fact that he was still following her. Once she heard the door close behind her she finally turned and around and make eye contact.

"What are you doing?" Clarke asked.

"I told you I was going to make sure you got to bed, I wasn't lying." Bellamy took a deep breath "What was you doing out there drinking anyway Clarke, your just a child."

She looked at him in disbelief "I am almost 17, I'm far from a child."

"You're sure acting like one right now." He stated.

Clarke shook my head "Look I know you don't know anything about me but this summer will be the last time I will be able to get a little wild, have some fun…"

"Why is that, this is your senior year after this your done with school." He said obviously not knowing what her mom had in store for her.

She gave a sarcastic laugh "I wish I would be done after this year but this will only be the beginning… I will be spending another 4 years as an undergrad then another 4 years of medical school then to top it all off I have another 3 to 8 years being an intern and a resident."

Bellamy just look at her like he didn't know what to say, finally he said "I'm taking it this isn't what you want?"

She shook her head "Not even close."

"Have you tried to talk to your parents?" He asked as he walked over to her bed and sat next to her.

"Until I was blue in the face." Clarke told him with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"They seriously want you to do something that you have no interest in?" He said in disbelief.

"Don't you know how it would make them look if their one and only child became an artist, not something that actually meant something?" Clarke repeated what her parents had told her on more than one occasion.

"You're an artist?" He asked interested.

She laughed lightly "I would like to be but without proper training you can't reach your full potential."

"One day you should show me what you can do." He patted her leg as he said that.

She smirked than said "Well you could always pose for me, it's the best way to experience art right, being a part of it?"

Bellamy looked at her speechless. "You want to draw me… What in the nude or something?"

Clarke couldn't help but laugh, this reaction from him was exactly what she was looking for. "Actually I was just trying to get you naked, I don't like to draw people."

Once again her words left him speechless.

"You really need to loosen up." She said before she was the one who was left speechless when he kissed her.

When he pulled away he just stared at her, he didn't know if kissing her was alright but when she kissed him a moment later he knew he read the situation right. What he hadn't expected was how quickly everything else would progress between them. Once minute they were just kissing and the next she was on top of him undressing herself.

Clarke was so in the moment she never second guessed that this was one of the worse possible things to do. Even though she had dreamed about Bellamy for as long as she could remember it didn't mean that he had ever thought of her this way. She knew that they had both been drinking and neither were thinking clearly.

The moment they actually connected came quicker than either expected. They didn't have time to think about what was right or wrong. Clarke had heard a lot about what sex felt like but it wasn't until this night, with the boy she had fantasized about far too many times that she finally knew for herself. She knew she shouldn't have lost her virginity like this but it happened and now it was too late, there was no going back.

Sometime in the middle of the night, she fell asleep and he slipped out of her bed and out of her house.

After that night Bellamy wouldn't talk to her and wouldn't even look at her. She had a feeling that he thought he took advantage of her but she knew it was completely mutual and if he would have allowed her to tell him that than she would have. Over the rest of the summer she attempted on multiple occasions to talk to him but had no luck.

Finally when August came Clarke and her family packed up their belongings and went back home. Leaving Arkadia for yet another year but all Clarke could think about was leaving Bellamy. She knew that what happened didn't mean that they were going to turn into girlfriend and boyfriend but she just assumed that it would have brought them closer but she was completely wrong. It had the opposite effect than she hoped.