Watching her walk away has the hardest thing I have every done. It was like my heart went with her. I could still feel her lips on my check. " May we meet again." We had better otherwise I was going to hunt her down. I get why she can't stand the looks but she had to do what she did to save us. What we do to survive doesn't define us. Clarke and me are always together. She is my best friend, I mean, sure it wasn't always that way but, now it is. I hide what I truely feel for her so that I don't lose her. The only person I ever loved or cared about was Octavia, but this is different. I don't think of Clarke as a sister … I guess its more.