I'm in a beautiful green field. I hear birds singing and badgers sniffling. That sound alone makes me dreamy. Tall trees sway in the powerful sunshine, I have to hide my face from the sun so it doesn't blind me. I tip toe along the grass and my white gown flows behind me. I close my eyes and let nature guide me. I still can't believe we're down here, on earth. The actual ground. This place makes a never ending labyrinth of an ark a tiny hamsters cage. I mean I can see for what seems like miles and miles. Earth makes me feel free, joyful and just happy. You can see amazing creatures: blue butterflies, fast deer, long fish and peaceful birds. You can feel the fresh breeze in your face. The pollinated scent of the colorful flowers dance up my nostrils. Everything was so perfect. Earth was so perfect. Everything I imagined it to be. Everything I want it to be.
I wake up suddenly, sweat dripping from my forehead. It was just a dream. Just a dream. Earth isn't this wonderful place where animals sing and there is peace everywhere. Earth is hell. People kill each other, animals are deformed. Last week I saw a deer with two heads, one of them was cut open. If that's normal then I don't know what is. The birds don't sing peaceful songs, they scream so loudly it bursts your ear drums. Earth was not the place I wanted to be. Earth was not what I imagined it to be. Earth is not perfect. Everything is NOT perfect. It's not just that, we found other people that live on this earth too. That survived the bomb attack almost 300 years ago. We call them Grounders. And they are the worst if it. They attack us every so often, I saw with my very own eyes Jasper being speared. The grounders are everywhere, watching us from high above of low on the ground. None of us are safe, no of us know. All except me.
We've been on earth for about 4 months, and we have already had a suicide, too many to count kills and murders. And a attempted murder. The fights people have are for no bloody reason. Just because people are free from the arks rules, doesn't mean they're free from earths. Bellamy and I we make the rules, lots of people have been disagreeing with them. Like Murphy to start with, in the end after Charlotte's suicide we exiled him from camp. So I have no idea where he could be.
I get my jacket on and exit my tent. Where I see Finn and Raven snuggling up together. I hated that. Finn and I had just slept together but then when Raven fly's in she smooches with Finn. They happen to be dating and Finn didn't tell me that. I am furious, devastated but most of all, I'm ashamed. How could I be so stupid?
"It's so obvious." I hear a sarky voice from behind me. Bellamy.
"What is Bellamy?" I turn, sarcastically smiling back at him.
"That you had sex with Finn and now he's with Raven and you're furious, devastated but most of all -" He starts.
But I whisper with him "ashamed." Bellamy giggles, I bet he was tempted to say jinx on me for that. But it was just so weird hearing him say that. Like he knows what I'm thinking, if he did that would be sweet yet creepy. I lower my head in embarrassment, my cheeks turning bright red.
"Is it really that obvious?" I ask sadly.
"I guess, but so what if it is. I've slept with so many girls already who I don't really care about. It's just what guys do, it's nothing personal princess." He jokes, well I hope he's joking.
I kind of feel attracted to him for saying that, even though I should be furious as he is being really sexist at the moment. But all I do is smile and ask a personal question. "Have you ever actually cared for a someone? Loved someone?"
"What?" Bellamy laughs trying to ignore the question. "Are you serious?" He says putting on his shirt and about to leave.
"Yes, I'm serious." I stop him leaving and he turns to me.
"That's none of your business, Princess." He spits, the way he splats princess makes a cold shiver tingle down my spin.
"You asked about my personal love life!" I state angrily.
"No. You were showing it to everyone yourself." Bellamy replies.
"What do you mean, 'showing it to everyone yourself''?" I shout back.
"Your face Clarke, it's basically a video of it." Bellamy smirks and leaves me there hanging.
I think to myself 'what a womanizer'. I snort quietly and look around the camp, people have been coughing a lot lately and being sick. Maybe there is a virus coming in? If there is, we need to be prepared. Well prepared.