Raven sat at her work bench head laid on top her arms on the cold metal table top. Fuck I let myself get friend zoned. "FUCK!" She yelled out loud not caring about the looks she got, hiding her face with her arms again. Footsteps began approaching, getting louder with each step towards her. Please don't be Clarke.

"What's wrong with you? You get drunk last night and do a confess all to the princess?"

Fuck its someone worse. Raven cursed in her head.

"Go away. I don't feel like dealing with you." Her voice was muffled

"Aww did you get rejected don't worry, everyone gets rejected at some point." She patted Raven on the back. Raven said nothing. "No, you didn't? Did you?" Ready to reprimand the girl.

Raven lifted her head from her arms, angrily glaring daggers at her friend. "I'm not that stupid, if I'm going to tell someone I like them I'm going to tell them sober."

Octavia sighed with relief. "Oh thank god, but why so grumpy today?" She sat down next to her back leaning against the table.

Raven focused her glare onto the object she set down, after many unsuccessful attempts to concentrate on the task of fixing it. "I got friend zoned." She mumbled.

The grounder warrior scrunched her brow in confusion. "What? Friend zone? How you figure that? Clarke tell you that?"

"No, but it seems that way. I know I'm not the one who she wants, why bother trying." In her head she had conceited even if her heart wanted her to fight.

"For someone who's supposed to be smart, you sure are stupid sometimes." She hit Raven on the head.

"OW! That hurt you know."

"I know, its suppose to knock some sense into that stubborn head of yours. A trait you share with Clarke." Raven snorted at that. "But I know for a fact you are not in the friend zone."

Ravens mood lighten up a bit at the thought that just maybe maybe of still having a chance of being more than just a friend to Clarke. But she didn't want to get her hopes up to high.

"How can you be sure that I'm not?"

"Trust me Reyes I know things. So quit being a grumpy pants." Octavia nudged her shoulders against her friend.

Raven nudged her back. "You can be a pain the ass, but your good at helping put pieces back together."

"I wouldn't even joke about that; you have no idea how fucking close to the truth that is." Octavia let out an exasperated sigh.

Drawing paper and charcoal were littered around the room as Clarke laid in her bed staring up at the ceiling, she spent most of her days like this staring up at the empty ceiling in the dark. Rolling over onto her stomach, her fingers rubbed the edges of paper under her pillow, she could never will herself to look at again. Tears began streaming down her face again, curling herself into a ball she let the tears stream down her face onto the sheets beneath.

She didn't know how many minutes or hours passed when the tears stopped. Sitting up she swung her legs over the edge of the bed bare feet touching the cold metal floor, Clarke rubbed at her eyes trying to rid of the tiredness she felt.

God how many times can one person cry till they run out of tears to shed. She thought bitterly.

Standing up she stretched out her limbs, her back making a loud cracking sound as she did. Putting on her boots, exiting her room, walking down the long hall way of the Ark to face the day or what was left it.

Once outside Clarke looked up towards the sky, the dark and light colors told her it was late afternoon. She walked around the camp for a bit observing the people of the Ark doing various things. Clarke ended up going to the small stable they built for the horses. There was one horse she was quite fond of; its coat was dark as night, Trikova, Octavia had told her that's what his name was and the translation was shadow. He was strong steed not to mention fast. The first time Clarke rode him she felt like she was flying as the cool breeze hit face blowing through her hair. A smile gracing her lips as she petted him, his coat felt like silk was touching her skin, when she stopped he would softly nudge at her hand as if telling her to continue.

"Wonder if they would let me take you out for a ride? How about I take you out for a run tomorrow hmm? If they let me." As if understanding her, he stomped his hoof on the ground making a neighing sound. Clarke chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes." Distracted with petting the horse she didn't hear the crunch of the ground as someone approached.

"Octavia said you might be here." A familiar voice said. The horse neighed shaking its mane. "Yeah, yeah hello to you too Trikova."

"You were looking for me?" Clarke turned her had slightly to look at the brunette.

The brunette scratched the back of her head nervously. "Yeah, went to your room to check up on you but you weren't there, so figured you were around the camp somewhere but couldn't find you."

Clarke felt a little guilty making the other walk around so much. "If I knew were coming to my room I-" The brunette raised her hand stopping Clarke mid-sentence.

She grinned at the blonde. "I found you so everything is all good. Well after asking Octavia if she knew where you were." Moving closer, Trikova bent his head down his muzzle nudging at the hand currently tucked in a red jacket. "You think I have something for you?" She asked him.

Clarke watched the interaction between the two with interest.

Trikova stomped his hoof on the ground then began scrapping at the ground with said hoof bobbing his head as if saying I know you do. He nudged at her arm this time. "Alright, alright." The brunette laughed taking her hand out of the pocket, opening her hand to reveal a few sugar cubes, Trikova neighed happily.

"Seems like I'm not the only one that comes here often." Clarke grinned.

Raven felt her face start to heat up. "Guess my secrets out." She said sheepishly, Trikova nudge her hand asking for me, digging in her pocket Raven bought out the last few for him.

"From the looks of it, you and Trikova are best buddies." Clarke took the grooming brush and started combing his mane.

"Nah he only likes me cause I bring him treats." Raven joked, Trikova nudged her again. "Sorry bud that's all I could take without getting asked why I got a whole bunch of sugar cubes in my pocket." She rubbed his head.

"Well if you bought me sugary treats all the time I'd like you too." Clarke teased.

"You saying you don't like me?" Raven faked a gasp.

Clarke shook her head. "Can't bribe someone who already likes you."

"Oh so you do like me?" Raven moved to stand closer to Clarke.

"You know what I mean." Clarke was grateful that it was dark enough Raven wouldn't see her blush.

"Do I?" Raven leaned forward a bit grinning playfully at the blonde.

Clarke took a step back from the mechanic's sudden closeness, an idea formed in her head. Two can play this game Reyes.

Clarke let the grooming brush fall to the ground, she smirked at Raven wrapping her arms around the mechanic's neck, staring straight into dark brown eyes. Clarke closed her eyes leaning in, Raven's eyes widened her brain going into overdrive.

Then she heard it a laugh…. a low husky laugh, brought her back to reality. Clarke had just played her.

"Why you little-" Before Raven could act on her revenge, Clarke ran off. "GRIFFIN! Get back here! That's cheating you, know I can't run!" Raven yelled at the retreating blonde. "Fuck I'm screwed ain't I Trikova."

He neighed his answer.

"Oh shut up."

Raven went walking in the direction she last saw the blonde run off too, spotting her at the campfire sitting with all their friends chatting. Raven smiled to herself at the scene, Clarke looked happy at least which in return made her happy. But she was still going to get the blonde back for the stunt she pulled.

"Smiling to yourself makes you look like a weirdo." Octavia said standing next her friend chewing on a piece of meat. She offered the second stick in her hand to Raven.

Grateful she took the offered food. "Smiling to yourself doesn't make you a weirdo." Raven took a bite of her food.

"Whatever makes you feel better." Octavia eyed her friend. "What happened at the stables?"

Raven ignored the question.

"I'll take you not answering, that something did happen."

Raven threw her stick on the ground still ignoring the grounder warrior as she walked towards their friends sitting around the campfire.

"Heyy you can't just walk off and not give me an answer."

"I just did." Raven chuckled hands tucked in her jacket pocket.

"Smartass." Octavia grumbled under her breath.