Octavia had just started watching a movie with Clarke when her brother came into the room and started to loudly talk over it.

Normally Octavia would have thrown something at him, or at the very least yelled at him for it or shot him an icy glare. This time though, she simply kept her mouth shut and paused the movie because of what he was saying.

"It looks like you finally got your wish, Tav," he commented. "I'm staying home tonight. My plans got cancelled."

He was surprised when instead of automatically claiming that it was because of Clarke, his sister just gave him an indifferent shrug.

"What? You're not going to accuse me of making that up?" He questioned. "Not going to claim that I'm just saying that because Clarke's here? …We both know you're thinking it, so here."

He tossed his phone over at her and she looked down at it to see the text from Jasper that said that the party was off before handing her brother his phone back.

"Isn't it cute how defensive he is?" Octavia asked as she turned to look over at Clarke.

She actually hadn't been planning on torturing her brother this time, whether his plans had really been cancelled or not. After all, he was staying home for the first time in a long time and making him less likely to stay home in the future would only make it more difficult to try and get him and Clarke together.

"And it's just adorable how you're trying to live vicariously through me because I can actually leave the house," Bellamy retorted as he sat down in the chair beside the couch.

Octavia rolled her eyes at her brother before unpausing the movie.

They managed to get part way through the movie before Octavia left the room to go make popcorn… Or at least that was the excuse that she gave for leaving the other two alone.

Bellamy watched her go, then waited a few seconds before rising to his feet and walking over so that he could lean his elbows on the back of the couch as he quietly commented, "I doubt she's coming back any time in the next ten minutes. Five bucks says she's just sitting around the corner trying to listen in on us."

Clarke figured that Bellamy deserved a little payback at his sister after how completely unsubtle she had been around them.

The smallest of smirks formed on her lips as she turned to look at him over her shoulder and quietly asked, "Want to mess with her?"

Octavia threw a bag of popcorn into the microwave for plausible deniability purposes before sneaking over to the door to the living room to listen in as she hid behind the wall. She grinned a little to herself as she heard Clarke giggling.

"Octavia was right about one thing, you're definitely hot."

"She's also always in the way and then wonders why nothing's happened between us yet."

"Well, she isn't in the way now."

"She could be back any second though."

"Come on, we've got plenty of time. She's not coming back anytime soon, she wants us to get together."

"I guess I can't argue with that."

They stopped talking then and Octavia's curiousity was through the roof. She managed to hold off for half a minute longer before she couldn't stand it anymore, she needed to know if they were making out or not.

Octavia carefully peeked her head around the corner, only to find Bellamy and Clarke both staring right at her.

"Oh, did you hear all that?" Bellamy, who was leaning his weight against the back of the couch, asked in a tone of mock surprise as he grinned over at her.

Octavia rolled her eyes in response before turning back into the kitchen to go get the popcorn that she didn't particularly want.

When she re-entered the room, Octavia found Bellamy sitting in her spot on the couch and smirked a little to herself as she walked over to the chair he'd been in.

Maybe Bellamy and Clarke had just been messing with her and she hadn't found them kissing the way that she had hoped she would, but Octavia still felt like she'd had a little success. After all, they had decided to team up against her to try and trick her. That had to count for something. Plus, they were now sitting together on the couch instead of Bellamy sitting in the chair away from her. That was at least a slight improvement.

It may not have been a lot of progress or the progress that she had been hoping for, but it was still progress nonetheless.

By the time that the credits of the movie came on, Octavia had fallen asleep curled up in her chair.

Bellamy would have suspected her of pretending to be asleep in order to try and eavesdrop if her head weren't at an angle that made her neck look almost broken.

As Clarke gathered her stuff up, Bellamy stood up and walked over to his sister as he muttered, "She is getting way too old for this."

Clarke turned curiously just in time to watch Bellamy carefully lift his sleeping sister out of the chair.

"Goodnight, Princess," Bellamy told Clarke with a grin before turning to carry his sister up to bed, leaving the babysitter to let herself out.

A/N: Please read and review! I hope I edited this chapter alright (It's pretty late here, so I'm just hoping that I didn't make any mistakes or miss anything). Also a huge thanks goes out to Absolutelypositivelyunsure, PrincessDoll, Dark-Supernatural-Angel, obsessionsblog, Bekkah1221, mhernandez5, BrookyV, Iansarmy, lino15, KatDragneel1916, XxBrokenlySweet, InspiredYetIntrigued, Justagirl01, Elle Ebullience, and the two anonymous guests for being awesome and reviewing last chapter! :)