Okay, so maybe becoming a doctor wasn't going to be the easiest thing in the world.

Clarke flipped through her Anatomy textbook coming across the various names of thousands of bones in the human body. Okay, so maybe there wasn't a thousand bones, but there was a lot.

Clarke had the determination to be a doctor. She actually enjoyed her past few classes, but she for some reason didn't have the will-power to study.

"Come on, Clarke, you know this!" Octavia encouraged while holding her own copy of their textbook.

"Sorry, um," Clarke read the first word she found, "Ulna?"

Octavia sighed, "Fibula. We are talking about the foot not the arm."

Everything was just too hard ever since her father died. It had been a little over two weeks ago. He was driving home from his job as an engineer and out of nowhere, a huge truck hit him making his car spin out. When the ambulance got to the accident, he was already dead. They said he was killed instantly from the impact. Clarke was even given a chance to say goodbye.

"Clarke," Octavia snapped her fingers to get her roommate's attention.

Clarke shook her head slightly before muttering another apology.

Octavia closed her textbook before crossing their dorm room to where Clarke was seated on her bed.

"Hey, I know it's been hard ever since your dad died," Octavia giving her best friend a sideways hug, "It was fast and you barely were able to process what was happening, but I don't think your dad would want you throwing away your chances at being a successful doctor."

Clarke rubbed her tired eyes acknowledging that she was right.

"Come on, you're smart enough to cure cancer!"

Clarke giggled. Octavia and Clarke have been best friends since her and her brother (he who shall not be named) transferred in high school from California to Virginia. Luckily, both girls wanted to be doctors and somehow managed to become dorm mates in college.

"I'm not that smart," Octavia smiled, "but thanks."

"So," Octavia slapped her lap before crossing back to her textbook, "you up for the neck bones now?"

Before they could return to their studying session, a knock on the door erupted their thoughts. There were two people she hoped would not walk through that door-one being her roommates brother and the other being her ex-boyfriend. Well, they didn't actually date-it's complicated.

'Please be a pizza-delivery man, please be a pizza-delivery man...' Clarke pleaded to herself.

"Bell, what the crap are you doing here?"

Clarke sighed burying her face in her textbook. Bellamy was Octavia's big brother by two years. Clarke and Octavia were freshman in high school when they transferred making Bellamy a junior. Clarke would be lying if she said she didn't find Bellamy very attractive when she first saw him. But after going to Octavia's house a few times, she could understand why Octavia complained. He was a pure pain in the ass.

Bellamy tried his best to annoy Clarke over her breaking point. It wasn't quite a brother-sister kind of relationship, but it definitely wasn't a close friendship either. Bellamy would flick her, push her, and worst of all call her princess. She doesn't deny that she comes from a wealthy family; her mother was a successful doctor and her father was an extremely smart engineer. But it's really not something you want people to know.

Bellamy allowed himself in without permission. He searched the small room starting by scattering the items on their desks before hitting the floor to look under his sister's bed.

"I can't find my Literature book anywhere," he stated shuffling the bags under Octavia's bed before moving to Clarke's bed.

"And what makes you think it's under my bed?"

Bellamy popped up with a thick purple book with the word 'literature' spelled out in huge letters.

"Because you want any excuse to get me to your bed," he stated. It was statements like that that made Clarke know they didn't have a brother-sister relationship.

Clarke said nothing but kicked him in the shoulder with her foot. He stood and flicked her in the temple of her head. She slapped his hand away before Octavia literally pushed her brother out the door.

"What else do you have under that magic bed of yours?" Octavia teased nudging the bed, "Bellamy's laundry?"

Bellamy has come in and out of their rooms constantly since they finally arrived at Mount Weather University. the university was the town's main local college, so almost every student that went to college went there. The only students that didn't go there were the ones that didn't go to college and the ones who went to Harvard or Yale instead. Since Bellamy was a junior in college, he easily found their room and basically asked for help with homework, alibis, anything. He also leaves a lot of his things in their room saying his room is packed enough. He didn't bother Clarke until she found a pair of his boxers in her bed.

"He's been in here so many times, so probably."

"Hey, at least it wasn't Finn."

Finn was her ex-whatever. They didn't really date; they had one night together. And afterwards he told her how she was the only one he wanted to be with and all this other bull. It wasn't until his girlfriend (yes, his girlfriend) walked in on them in bed. Clarke was made the other woman which was utterly embarrassing. And the worst part was that they all went to college together. Talk about awkward...

"Never thought I'd say it but I preferred that it was just Bellamy."

Finn had even constantly trying Clarke's affections back. He would tell her how things with him and Raven, his ex-girlfriend, weren't going well and he was going to break up with her anyways. Clarke wasn't buying it though.

"Well, you know what you need?" Octavia said grabbing Clarke's book and throwing it on the desk, "A party!"

There was a party being held by one of the sorority houses on campus. Neither Clarke nor Octavia were part of a sorority house, but Lincoln was going to be there. Octavia had a crazy crush on Lincoln, who was in some of Bellamy's classes. Octavia was lucky that her best friend approved.

"I don't know," Clarke replied snatching her textbook back, "I really don't want to fail this class."

"Come on," Octavia whined with her puppy dog eyes that she knew the blonde couldn't resist, "Please, for your best friend who you love."

Clarke threw her head back knowing she couldn't win, so she silently agreed.

Bellamy was thrusted into the crowded hallway by his little sister who was stronger than she looked. He chuckled to himself at how easily he could annoy the two girls.

The two siblings moved away from California when their father left their family. Bellamy's mother took them to Virginia wanting a fesh start with her two children. Honestly, Bellamy was happy to move. He wanted as far away as he could get from his father. They hadn't spoken since.

Both siblings were social butterflies, so they had no problem making new friends. Octavia became extremely close to Clarke Griffin. Bellamy didn't second look her-she was Octavia's age and she hadn't yet grown up yet. But he had become more and more interested in her when she grew up. She grew into a figure and she became more confident. No matter, though, she was still Octavia's age. Instead, he pretty much had casual relationships with any girl he could find.

"Hey, dude," Lincoln said running into Bellamy at the Quad. Lincoln and Bellamy were both wanting to be in the law enforcement, so they had a few courses together.

"You still coming tonight?" Lincoln asked Bellamy. They were invited to a sorority party by one of the hottest girls on campus.

"Yeah, man. What did you think of that blonde girl?"

"Have you ever considering finding a serious girlfriend?" Lincoln asked ignoring his last question.

"What did you meet someone or something?" Bellamy teased but stopped when he saw his friend's face, "Holy crap you did, didn't you?"

"No dude," Lincoln replied lying through his teeth, "It's just do you ever just want like a monogamous relationship with someone?"

Bellamy shook his head, "I'm not that kind of guy."

Lincolin said nothing and walked in silence.

"Oh," Lincoon said afather a few moments, "I needed to tell you Jasper and Monty are coming with us."

"Jasper and Monty?" Bellamy asked incredulously. Jasper and Monty were known as the two class clowns on campus, but Bellamy never really hung out with them.

"They're cool, man."

"Jasper wears goggles everywhere he goes and Monty doesn't stop talking about computers."

"Hey," Lincoon halted Bellamy, "give them a chance."

Bellamy sighed and agreed.

"By the way, I'm seeing if this girl I know will hit it off with Monty, do you happen to know anyone who would be interested in Jasper?" Lincoln asked once they finally got to their corridors.

Bellamy was about to reply 'no' when an idea struck him. He smirked.

"Sure, does Jasper like blondes?"

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