Welcome. I have joined yet another fandom! I am in total love with Bellarke, and as I am so anxious for season three to come out, I have written another fic. I am so sorry to my Divergent fans, I promise I'll update my story soon, I love you babes! Without further ado, I give you the latest collection to my stories.

Got a real good feelin' something bad about to happen. ~Something Bad (Miranda Lambert & Carrie Underwood)

Bellamy POV:

"Bellamy we're gonna be late!" Octavia screamed throughout the house.

"Well shit woman, relax!" I mumbled under my breath. It was the first day of Octavia's senior year, and she insisted that everything go perfectly as planned. I thundered down the stairs to find her waiting impatiently at the bottom of the stairs.

"Morning O." I said with a cheeky smile.

"Come on jackass, let's go." she said smiling as she led the way out the front door of our apartment.

"Alright, alright, but first we have to continue the tradition." I said halting her. She rolled her eyes but stood in front of the front door, on the inside of our place. I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of her. As I took the picture I wrinkled my nose when I realized what she was wearing.

"Really? Octavia." I scolded.

"What?" she demanded, her face turning into her defensive mask.

"Your shorts are too short." I scolded.

"They're my hollister shorts Bell." she said crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

"I don't give a damn what they are. They are not okay." I said crossing my arms and staring her down.

"Bell." she whined, giving me a pouty face. We stared each other down for a minute, until I finally gave into her. My little sister had me wrapped around my finger, even if I hated to admit it.

"Fine, let's go. You're gonna be late." I said rolling my eye as she squealed and ran out the door. She hopped up into my truck, and I walked out the door. It was insane to believe that we were here, based off of where we were five years ago.

"Let's go Bell!" Octavia yelled from the passengers seat. I laughed and shook my head as I picked up my pace to a jog and jumped into the drivers seat. As I started up the engine, I looked over the rest of Octavia's outfit.

She had her dark brown hair straightened, and went as long as to reach the middle of her back. She didn't have barely any makeup on, except for some mascara, which I could allow. My sister didn't need that fake crap, she was beautiful without it.

Her top was a thin tank. It was dark blue with a flower pattern. It had lace on the top of it, covering most of her cleavage thank god. I mentally approved the outfit for my sister. She had on a pair of simple black flip flops for her shoes, and her backpack was leaning against her feet.

As we drove the few minutes to Octavia's school, I smiled as she talked about everyone she missed seeing, and how she was excited to begin the last chapter of high school.

"Alright missy, here we are." I said smiling and getting out of the vehicle.

"Bell, please don't walk me to my locker." Octavia exclaimed.

"Why? I have to talk to Wick about something." I asked defensively. Octavia groaned and slammed the passenger door shut.

"Fine, just don't follow me. Love you big brother, but you scare everyone." Octavia said before turning around to walk into the building, when suddenly a new car pulled into the parking lot.

At Ark High School, there wasn't much over 100 kids in each class, so everytime a new car pulled into the lot, it was a bit of a surprise.

"O, who is that?" I asked, maybe it had just been too long since I had been in this parking lot to know who it belonged to.

"I don't know." she said confused, her eyebrows furrowed as she watched the silver Lexus prowled the parking lot, searching for a spot to park. The car had it's top down, and we could hear some pop song that Octavia informed me was 'Talking Body' by Tove Lo. Jesus the names of the songs and singers these days, it was unbelieveable.

The driver had blonde hair that was verging on curly, but it wasn't entirely curly, and shades on. There wasn't much more I could see besides the skin on her shoulders from her tank top. The lexus parked into a spot kitty corner from my truck, and Octavia and I couldn't help but watch as the newcomer got out of the car.

The first thing I saw was legs. Beautifully sculpted legs. Her small feet had white sandals on them, and then as the rest of her body got out I was met with light colored faded blue jean shorts. They were just as short as Octavia's, only the way they looked on her sprung something different inside me. Then was a blue-cream tank that flowed out and was tight around her chest. There were beads focused at the top, then flowed down in designated lines throughout the rest of her small torso. She pushed the sunglasses she had up onto the top of her head.

She was drop dead gorgeous. She had bright blue eyes that seemed to smile at everyone in the parking lot. She had a half smile on her face as she looked around the lot. She had small little nose that was centered perfectly in her face. She reached back in and pulled out a slouchy backpack that was black with sunflowers on it. She smiled as she shut the door and pressed the lock button on her keys. She turned around and walked into the building.

"Wow." Octavia breathed out.

"Come on O, you're gonna be late." I mumbled and pulled her along into the building. Octavia and I split off as we walked into the building. She went off to her locker, and I went off to the metal shop to find Wick.

As I walked through the halls that I had memorized since freshman year, I tried not to think of the rest of my high school years. As I walked into the Metal Shop, I found the asshole that I was looking for.

"Wick." I said loudly to awake the snoring mess. He jumped up and looked around the room to see his class hadn't started yet. "Jesus, it's your first day on the job, and you're already sleeping on it?" I asked with a smirk.

"Oh, shut up Blake." he said fixing some of the papers on his desk. He was a mess. "I may be a year older than you, but I can still kick your ass." he said with a smirk.

"You keep telling yourself that big boy." I said trying to contain my laughter. Wick opened his mouth to say something else, but I didn't have time for this.

"Seriously though man, I came here for a reason besides to make sure you were going to make it through your day." I said leaning against the side of his desk.

"Well what is it?" Wick asked.

"I need you to keep an eye out for Octavia. You remember how I was senior year? We don't need to create a Blake family legacy." When it came to Octavia, I didn't want her to have the same regrets as I do.

"What? You mean sleeping around and drinking to take some stress off of raising Cheerio by yourself?" Wick said bluntly, using the nickname he's had for her ever since the first day he met her. The cereal brand just stuck with her name, since I called her O, he wanted something all of his own he claims.

"Yeah. That." I said, my face showing disgust at the thought of my previous self.

"Bellamy you can't be so damn hard on yourself, you gave that kid the best life she could have in her, your, situation." Wick said crossing his arms and looking up at me.

"Don't get all paternal on me Wick, just because we don't have him in our life doesn't mean I need you to replace him." I said half-jokingly, the other half of me was dead serious. We stared at each other for a long time before he finally sighed and looked away.

"I'll keep an eye on Cheerio, but I can only do so much man. She probably doesn't want Uncle Wick on her tail all senior year. I mean she already has to deal with your sour ass." he said smiling. I smiled and shook my head

"Thanks man." I said, before turning to walk out of the room.

"Hurry your ass up, you don't want to be late for work." he yelled after me. I gave him the bird as I walked out, leaving him laughing at my exit. As I was walking out, my mind occupied, I ran right into someone, hard. So hard the person fell to the ground, and was now limp on the ground. It was the same person in the parking lot, the beautiful stranger.

I knelt down, and began to panic. I turned her over to lay on her back. She had a mark on her head where she rammed into my chest, but a bigger bump on the back of her head where she must've whacked it on the floor when she fell down. She was breathing fine, and there was no bleeding, so I figured she must just be unconscious. I sighed and shook her a little, and when she didn't respond, I realized she was going to need more help. I looked around in the hallway, it was too early for anyone to be down in the shop part of the building, so it looked like I was on my own for this one.

"Alright, please don't wake up as I carry you to the nurse." I murmured under my breath as I scooped her up, and made my way down to the nurse. I tried to ignore the feeling of her smooth legs against my rough hands. Or the feeling of her head against my shoulder. She was unconscious, I told myself. She was also in high school. I continued to list off the reasons why I shouldn't be getting excited over this beautiful girl. The smell of her perfume overtook any of those thoughts as I felt my grip on her tighten. She was intoxicating. I peeked down at her. Her lips were slightly parted, and I could see that she had a dusting of freckles across her face. She was absolutely beautiful.

I made my way to the nurses office with only a handful of stares. As I entered the nurses office she looked up at me with surprise.

"Oh, hello Bellamy! Oh, what have you done this time?" she said at first with a smile, but slowly realizing what was in my arms. "Well I have to say Bellamy, this doesn't look like the usual subject of your beating." she said smiling and chuckling.

I gave her a small smile, but quickly shifted into my protector mode. As I explained what happened, I placed her down gently on the cot. The nurse fussed with her for a few minutes, and then she asked me who she was and I realized I didn't even know who she was. I shrugged and the nurse gave me an exasperated sigh.

"She looks new, go see if shes in the files of new kids." the nurse said fumbling with her keys. Once she finally had the right one, she pointed out the file cabinet to me. I stepped over to it and I opened the cabinet. I looked through the list, there were only five new kids. I found the file with her school picture on the outside of it, and a name on the bottom.

"Clarke Griffin." I said outloud.

"Clarke?" the nurse asked, looking at me as if I was lying. I nodded my head and opened her file. As I read about her life in her old school, I realized how perfect she was. She was class president, she was in volleyball and softball, now as a senior she is taking three AP classes, she has had a 4.0 GPA since sophomore year, and she was in several little clubs. She also did several volunteer programs.

I was starting to get a bad feeling about this. I don't usually do girls with no edges. She seemed to be perfectly smooth. She must have been the previous schools pride and joy, a leader of sorts. It made me wonder why in the world would she leave her kingdom for this place. Suddenly a moan was filling the room, and I whipped my head around to find Clarke attempting to sit up.

"Easy there, buttercup." the nurse said, trying to get her to sit down. I rushed over and looked her over, she seemed to be doing okay.

"What happened?" she mumbled, before looking up to meet me in the eyes. I was starstruck. Her voice was absolutely beautiful. She gasped when she saw me.

"You." she said as if she remembered.

"Me?" I asked confused.

"You rammed into me." she said bluntly. Oh god, please don't let her be one of those stuck up bitches who always think they're right.

"Honey no, you rammed into Mr. Bellamy Blake." the nurse filled in for me.

"I did?" she said, looking confused.

"Yeah, what were you doing down by the shops anyway?" I asked her, crossing my arms.

"I was looking for the library." she said quietly. I instantly felt bad, this was her first day here, and already she was in the nurses office. I sighed and uncrossed my arms.

"You had the wrong level, it's in that direction on the second level." I said.

"Oh." she said looking down at her hands.

"Bellamy, can you escort this lady to her first class?" the nurse said, as another kid walked in, probably another first day story gone wrong.

"Sure, come on princess." I said gruffly as she slowly stood up.

"Princess?" she said as we walked out.

"The nurse and I read your file. It seems you had quite the kingdom at your fingertips." I said as I focused on the hallway. "What class do you have first?" I asked her, trying to change the subject.

"Animal Sciences." she said.

"My sister has that class second hour." I said, trying to keep on this topic.

"What's her name?" she asked. She clearly was thinking the same thing as me.

"Octavia. You'll know her when you see her. Believe me." I said with a smirk. She stayed quiet for the rest of the walk down the halls. As we approached the door to Animal Sciences, I looked over at her, she seemed distracted, as if she was thinking deeply about something. "Well princess, here we are." I said with a smirk.

"Please don't call me princess." she snapped. I was taken aback.

"Sorry princess." I said, knowing it irritated her just made me smile.

"I asked nicely, and so far today you've just bruised me. Thank you for bringing me here, but I'll be going now Mr. Blake." she said before stepping into the Animal Sciences room. I felt as if all the air in my lungs had been vacuumed out.

What?

Holy shit that princess had quite a temper. As I made my way to work, I thought of how feisty she was. I knew that she didn't want any part of me, and she clearly had enough going on to not have to deal with me.

That didn't stop me from thinking of the way her smooth skin felt against my hands.

Clarke POV:

I couldn't believe what had happened to me this morning. It was a freak accident that of course had to have happened to me. I glanced down at my phone which was blown up with messages from Wells and Finn. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I shut it off.

I was sitting in AP Calculus, and I was trying as hard as I could to forget the chocolate brown eyes of Bellamy Blake. He was a total smartass, and I knew that he was probably the kind to never have a girlfriend. Not that it bothered me. He clearly was already graduated, and I needed the space away from boys.

"Clarke?" I heard the teacher ask.

Shit.

I looked down at my notes and tried to make a reasonable answer to the question on the board. She let my answer pass, and I let out a breath of relief. I knew that Bellamy Blake had to exit my mind now, before he became a permanent part of it.

As I walked out of AP Calc, and made my way to the lunch room, I spotted an empty table. I sighed in relief as I brought my lunch bag over to the table. It was a fairly small table and was round in shape. I figured if I sat facing away from everyone, I wouldn't have to worry about anyone sitting by me.

As I was getting the tupperware out of my bag that had the contents for my salad in it, I saw someone barrel over to me.

"Hi!" the slim brunette figure said. I recognized her from a few of my classes, but I couldn't put a name to her face. She was absolutely flawless.

"Hello." I said softly with a smile.

"Can I sit here? I mean, this is usually where me and my friends sit, so is it okay if we join you?" she said with a stunning smile. She was seriously gorgeous.

"Of course, I'm so sorry for taking your table." I said shaking my head in embarrassment, starting to gather my things to leave. She clearly was a part of the more popular crew, which I was not.

"No! Please stay! I actually wanted to apologize to you." she said, plopping down across from me, noting that she too had a lunch bag. Her's was much cuter than mine. Her's was a hot pink with black letters across it that said 'Eat Me' in cursive. Mine was a simple teal with some white birds across it.

"Apologize for what?" I asked as I settled back in.

"For my brother, I heard what he did this morning." she said taking out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. That had a little note on it. She smiled and I felt a pang of jealousy. My mother never wrote me notes in my lunches, and even though we were seniors and she probably thought it was embarrassing, I wanted nothing more.

"Your brother…?" I asked confused.

"Bellamy. Oh right, I'm Octavia." she said smiling.

"Oh. Hi." I said, I knew what he meant when he said I would know her when I saw her. I see it now, the brown eyes. They were the exact same. It was as if he was the night, and she was the sun though. He was brooding, while she was all smiles.

"Yeah, again I'm really sorry. He's always beating people up, even if on accident. I mean it is his job" she said with a smile and a shake of her head. Before I could ask what his job was, someone interrupted me.

"Who is?" I heard a voice ask as someone slid in by me and another by Octavia.

"Bellamy." Octavia said as she bit into her sandwich. I forked my salad, and mixed it all up, never actually eating it.

"Oh, yeah. Heard what happened this morning." One boy with goggles on the top of his head said.

"Oh yeah, boys this is Clarke. Clarke, meet Jasper" she said gesturing to the boy with goggles, "and Monty." she said gesturing to the other boy.

"Hello." I said with a smile.

"Hey bitches." another girl said sliding in on the other side of Octavia.

"Hey Raven." they all replied as she bit into her burger.

"Who's this?" she asked.

"This is Clarke." Octavia said with a smile.

"Oh, you're the one who had a little tumbling with Bellamy down by the shops." she said nodding her head.

"Oh, yeah." I said turning a bit red.

"Don't be ashamed, Bellamy has had a lot of trips to the Nurses office." she said, as if she was brushing it off my shoulder for me.

"Hey Clarke, you should come to our sleepover on Friday." Monty said.

"Oh yeah, we can be your friends if you want. I mean unless you don't want us to be." Jasper said, looking confused at his own words. I laughed and smiled

"I would love that. I thought I was going to be friendless for the whole year." I said, finally taking a bite of my salad and relaxing around these people.

"Where the hell is Maya?" Jasper asked.

"She is having some lady problems." Octavia said.

"Maya?" I asked.

"Jasper's girlfriend." Monty cleared for me.

"Oh, Raven, have you seen the new geography teacher?" Octavia said widening her eyes.

"Mr. Everett?" Raven said.

"His first name is Lincoln." Octavia said with a dreamy smile. Raven snorted.

"Jesus Tavia." she said shaking her head.

"Watch yourself Raven, I saw the way you smiled when the new shop teacher called you 'little bird'." Jasper said pointing his fork at her.

"Shut up Jas." Raven said firing a grape at him.

"Wick?" Octavia asked.

"Yeah, or Mr. Capelle, as the rest of the class knows him as." Jasper said rolling his eyes.

"Raven, he's called me Cheerio for the last five years." she said wrinkling her nose.

"So?" Raven mumbled under her breath. I smiled, it felt nice to be a part of a group.

"What about you Clarke? Any boy catch your eye?" Octavia asked me. As everyone turned to look at me, I thanked my lucky stars that at that moment Maya walked up to the table and squeezed in with us.

"Hey Maya." they all said.

"Hey guys, who's this?" she asked smiling at me. We then went through introductions again, and all previous conversation was lost.

"So, this Friday is at Octavia's place right?" Maya asked.

"Yep, this week it's at my place guys, and get ready to party hardy." Octavia said rolling her eyes. "Bell will probably just make pizza, and we'll watch a few movies." she said, obviously seeing the panic in my eyes.

"Not a fan of parties?" Monty asked.

"Not exactly." I said. I tried to push the idea of a party out of my mind. I became excited, I couldn't remember the last time I had just slept over at a friends house.

"Well you don't have to worry about that with us. I mean Bell would never let me go. Plus the fact that he's a cop doesn't really help in my hand." Octavia said with a small frown. So Bellamy was a cop? That explained the strong build and the way his muscles seemed to bulge out of his black t-shirt.

"Well you don't have to worry about that with me, I mean I'm the farthest thing from a partier." I said, which wasn't exactly true. I mean sure I went to a few parties with Finn, but that was before. Now I'm here, and I was lucky enough to convince my mother and father to allow me to transfer.

"Well, I guess you'll fit right in then." Raven said with a half smile.

That's the moment when I got my hopes up, that this year might not actually end up being a bad thing.