Omg hey guys. I'm alive. Sorry it took me so long to post. School and all that jazz. But I have a two week break that I hope to use wisely. Anyways enjoy, and also please review.


"Clarke! Wake up!" Ah I love waking up to Octavia yelling in my ear and her wet hair dripping over my face. Doesn't she know it's my day off? It's one of the very few days where I actually get to sleep in. In an attempt to block her out I take my pillow and put it over my head. Obviously she can't take a hint because she then proceeds to yank my blanket off of me. Alright that's enough.

"What's your problem? Why can't I sleep in? It's my day without work or any classes." I turn around to look at the clock. Its 7 in the fucking morning. I will kill this girl.

"No can do Clarkey," Ugh I hate that stupid nickname. "I need you to help me tell Bellamy. He obviously will not be on board with this." I open my mouth to argue the fact that I am not needed but she starts talking again before I can even form a word.

"And before you say that I don't need you," Fucking mind reader. "I do, because Bellamy is always much calmer when you're around. Obviously that's 'cause he is totally in love with you but then again so are you. You guys both bring out the best and the worst in each other. You guys need to get together already. I mean you haven't properly dated anyone since Finn, and that was like a lifetime ago. Boy, he really did a number on you right? I'm doing you guys a favour by leaving you two alone. You guys shouldn't even bother looking for new roommate…" She's rambling. Again. This girl never shuts up. I sigh in defeat as I get up. The only this will stop is if I get up.

"Fine Octavia! I'm up now. Happy? Just let me freshen up, okay?" Obviously content, she skips out of my room. To be honest, the only reason I got up was because I could smell bacon coming from the kitchen.

After I go to the bathroom and wash my face I walk into the kitchen to see a plate of eggs and bacon sitting on the counter. Just as I'm about steal a piece of bacon Octavia slaps my hand away. I turn to glare at her.

"Those are for Bellamy. I need those to kiss up to him. If he's in good mood, then he might not be that mad when I tell him." Who is she kidding? He will always be the overprotective freak when it comes to his sister.

"Tell me what?" Bellamy's voice came from behind me. His voice was hoarse and he looked all groggy as he sat down next me. Octavia puts his breakfast plate in front of him. Suddenly she froze.

"Errm… Oh would you look at the time. If I don't leave, like, now, then I'll be late. I'll tell you later. How about we all go to dinner with Lincoln today? It'll be my treat. Alright. Be ready by 7. Bye guys." She says while gathering her stuff and walking out the apartment, leaving me alone with Bellamy who's giving me a confused look. He obviously is totally out of it. Probably has a hangover.

"Did she just wake me up for no reason? Do you know what she wants to tell me?" Shit. Time to get my best poker face on. I really just want to tell him and rip off the band aid but this obviously this is something best left to Octavia herself.

"No. I have no—" He cuts me off before I can finish my sentence.

"Don't lie to me Clarkey. Besides, I already know." Wait what? I give him a questioning look. "Oh yea, I knew before Octavia. Lincoln came to me to talk about it before he asked her. It's just been fun to watch her sweat over it for so long. Plus, she's been doing favours for me." I watch him smirk at me and then take bite of his bacon. He's taunting me with that damn bacon.

"First of all, stop calling me Clarkey. I'd rather you call me princess, if you must call me by any nickname. Second, you and Lincoln are big jerks. The poor girl has been going crazy for the past week. And third, why do you seem so okay with this?" I was annoyed at Octavia right now but I also felt bad for her. She had been dreading the fact that she has to tell the person who practically raised her that she's grown up and is leaving him.

"You're right, princess suits you much better. And I've had time to think about this. Obviously Octavia is growing up and Lincoln is not a bad guy. I actually trust him when it comes to her. I know he'll take care of her." I nod my head, surprised to see such a mature version of him. My eyes then avert their gaze to the last piece of bacon sitting on his plate. Before I can even reach for it he moves the plate to the other side of him.

"Don't even think about it princess." With that he stuffs the bacon in his mouth and walks away. Both of the Blake's are such mind readers.