Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, I was on a vacation at my cousin's house, but I'm back! I don't know my publishing schedule yet, but I will try to publish one chapter a week. Also, many of you asked about Clarke's personality, because she was playful and 'weak' in the first chapter, but turned more serious and deadly in the second one. Throughout the story, she will be both. Around the delinquents, she will be more young and easygoing, but when she is a leader, she will be more serious and scary. Please keep in mind that she is 15, and the youngest delinquent in my story. Another thing that I wanted to say is that just because Raven, Clarke, and Octavia are best friends, they don't have a perfect relationship with each other. They will have their fair share of arguments, but they will stay best friends throughout the story. Enjoy, and please comment feedback!
"Do you want something to eat?" Lincoln asks Raven, Octavia, and Clarke offering them a satchel with water. They had just woken up from their short nap because none of them could sleep with the bumps of the wagon on the ground.
Octavia smiles, "Sure."
"Aww... O got a crush- Ow! Shi-"
"Shut up!"
"That hurt, Octavia! Why the hell are you punching me?" Raven yells, rubbing her now sore arm. "I'm gonna get payback!"
Octavia sticks her tongue at "I wanna see you try!"
Raven lunges for Octavia pinning her to the floor of the wagon and starts tickling her. Octavia screams and starts to wrestle the other girl. Clarke, on the hand, crawls behind Lexa, trying to avoid getting caught in the fight between her best friends.
"Hey, ow!"
"Stop tickling me!"
"Then you stop wrestling me!"
"When you stop tickl-"
"ENOUGH!" Indra yells making both brunettes freeze in place. "Would you two stop acting like goufas? You guys are like Lexa, Anya, and Lincoln."
"That's not that bad, if the commander is like this with her siblings, right?" Raven asks weakly.
"When they were 3," Gustus adds rolling his eyes. "We thought we were over the phase of having unruly children, but now you have fallen from the sky and proved us wrong."
"Sorry," Octavia and Raven apologize in unison.
"Raven, sit next to Anya, and Octavia sits far away from her, next to Lincoln," Lexa commands, fighting a smile, as Anya and Lincoln shake their hands, amused. "Clarke, you sit next to me so your friends don't attack you."
The blonde nods, not wanting to disobey the older woman, and moves from behind the commander and places herself next to her.
"See?" Gustus chuckles, smiling. "Your younger friend is more mature than you." Raven and Octavia nod, terrified the man is going to punish them harshly. He seems to read their minds and shakes his head. "We won't hurt you, girls."
Indra though isn't satisfied "But, we will ask you more questions, about you and the sky people."
Octavia lets out a breath. "Ask away, but please nothing about my older brother."
"Will your skyship come down?"
The three girls exchange a frown, as Clarke reaches into her pocket and pulls out a strange device. The blonde sighs, shaking her head, "We can ask if you want because we don't know yet."
The others sense the youngest's discomfort about the topic but nod their heads. They need to know when the adults in the sky are coming down. These girls are strong enough to push through their pain and hate for the people, and they know it will strengthen them for the future events.
Clarke reaches out to Raven, giving her the device. "They drop us down to our deaths, and Jaha doesn't have the decency to give us a working radio? Fix the damn thing, so I can make sure he comes down to the ground."
Raven takes the radio and starts to inspect it. "I hope he doesn't," she spits out while working.
"You want the people you hate to come down?" Anya asks Clarke, confused.
Clarke looks her right in the eyes, smiling. "When he comes down, I'm gonna kill him. Give him the slow and painful death he deserves."
Clarke's voice absent of any emotion, making Raven and Octavia tense. "No." Octavia starts, looking at Clarke with a disapproving expression.
The blonde seems mad at Octavia as she locks eyes with the brunette. "For Bella-"
"Don't start," Octavia responds cutting Clarke off, her voice rising.
Before Clarke can respond, Raven interrupts, sensing the tension between the two girls. They have had this argument countless times in their cell, and she is tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.
"Do one of you have something sharp and thin?" She asks, hoping it will divert the attention of the girls. "The wires are tangled."
Clarke and Octavia though, pay her no mind. "Jaha deserves it, Octavia!"
The trikru exchange a look, but don't say anything. Clarke and Octavia's argument is something the two can figure out because it seems important and doesn't concern them. Anya looks at Raven for a second before pulling a needle out of her pocket.
"Will this work?" She quietly asks so only Raven can hear.
Raven nods gratefully, as she takes the object from Anya's hand. Their hand's brush, and Raven blushes. "At least someone cares enough to listen to me..."
"You think I don't know that Griffin? It's you I'm worried about!" Octavia yells, interrupting the two's special moment.
Clarke rolls her eyes back, "This is not about me O, it's about everyone combined!"
"When you were first put in the skybox with us, you cried every single night, getting nightmares from what you did. Raven and I held you, Clarke! That was the only way to get you to sleep."
"I was 12, and what the hell does that have to do with killing the chancellor?" Clarke yells back, her anger rising.
"Goddammit Clarke, what the hell is wrong with you? I watched you get cut open, yesterday! You were tortured! I'm just trying to protect you!"
"We are on the freaking ground now, Octavia. I don't need protection!"
"You're 15!"
"I'm 16, Octavia. I'm turning 16 in a few weeks."
"THAT'S NOT RELEVANT TO THIS CONVERSATION! YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO LISTEN TO ME CLARKE! I'M 3 YEARS OLDER THAN YOU!"
Clarke flinches, and now both her and Octavia are crying openly. Raven looks frustrated at them but pays the argument between them no mind.
"The radio is broken, and there is no way to fix it," she explains to the fighting girls.
Octavia laughs bitterly, "If you get a nightmare tonight, don't expect me to be there holding you."
"And the next time you see some grounder with curly black hair, don't come running to me because it's not Bellamy."
"I'M SO DONE WITH YOU GUYS!" Raven screams at the top of her lungs, "I SAID SOMETHING, DID YOU EVEN HEAR ME?!"
The three girls fall silent, trying to control the swirl of emotions crossing them. Normally, one of the trikru would have stopped the argument when it started, but they sensed it was one that was important and kept quiet.
"Are you guys ok?" Lincoln asks softly, breaking the silence.
He squeezes Octavia hand as a gesture of comfort, and Clarke watches as she squeezes his hand back. Her blue eyes brim with tears again and she buries her head in her hands, and they hear her muttering nonsense they don't understand. Octavia looks away, burying her head in Lincoln's chest, not ready to apologize to Clarke. Lexa and Anya send him a raised eyebrow, while Indra and Gustus share a knowing smile. Raven narrows her eyes for a second tensing at the touches the two share and opens her mouth to say something. She closes her mouth when Lincoln starts to rub Octavia's back, and the sight makes her relax. Lincoln is no threat to Octavia and he is caring for the brunette. Even if the three girls fight and argue, they are each other's rocks and love each other no matter what. She can give Lincoln shovel talk later when Clarke and Octavia forgive each other. Raven's gaze shifts to Clarke's hunched form and shakes her head. The fight they had was normal, and her two friends will forgive each other soon.
Anya watches Raven carefully, as a stream of emotions crosses the younger girl's face while she watches Lincoln and Octavia. Lexa is doing the same, trying to find a way to comfort Clarke. The blonde has stopped whispering to herself but keeps her head in her hands.
"We will be at your camp in 7 minutes," Indra declares, snapping everyone from their individual thoughts. "Clarke, how are you feeling?"
Clarke looks up but doesn't make eye contact. "I'm fine."
"You have a healer at your camp right?"
"Yeah, we have a girl who was a medical assistant before she was locked up. Her name is Harper. Also, I know how to stitch up my own wounds."
"You know how to stitch your own cuts?"
Clarke nods, "The POI taught me."
Indra nods satisfied, then turns her gaze to Octavia, "I take it you don't know how to fight at all."
Octavia gives her an annoyed huff. "I went from under the floor, to a cell. What do you expect?" Indra raises her eyebrow at the girl, and Octavia quickly apologizes, "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound like that, I just don't know how to fight."
"I taught you stuff in the skybox," Clarke snaps, not happy with the answer. "Or did you forget?"
The two girls lock eyes for a moment before Raven interrupts, snorting. "How could I forget?"
"She tried to teach you but you refused to have your butt kicked by someone 3 years younger than you," Octavia replies, trying to not to laugh.
"Hey!" Raven protests, also fighting a grin.
"Yeah, remember the time when I tried to teach her how to punch properly?" Clarke asks, a smile gracing her lips.
Octavia splits into a wide toothy grin, obviously having to much fun with this topic. "I remember it vaguely Griff, what happened?"
"Well, she got mad because she couldn't aim properly, and when a guard came in to give us dinner, she 'accidentally' punched him."
Raven facepalms, before turning to the trikru. "Please don't listen to them. They were fighting one minute, and the next, they are laughing over my embarrassing moments."
"Oh, please do listen to us. Oh, and just because we were fighting, doesn't mean we hate each other." Octavia adds, smirking slightly.
"You guys hated each other, like, a minute ago!" Raven whines back.
"So what happened Clarke?" Octavia hums, ignoring the other brunette.
"She punched him square in his face. What happened to the bad aim, Rae? Anyway, the guard thought she had done it on purpose, but when he saw Octavia and I rolling on the floor laughing, and Raven apologizing repeatedly, he was so confused"
"Poor guy," Octavia whispers, locking eyes with the blonde.
The two stay like that for a few moments, before bursting into a fit of giggles. They are laughing so hard that Lincoln has to hold Octavia's arm to make sure she doesn't fall off the wagon, and Clarke's hand is covering her mouth as she tries to stifle her giggles.
"Don't laugh too hard Clarke, or your wounds will reopen," Gustus warns fighting a smile.
Raven raises her fist in the air, now smiling and not embarrassed, realizing that she punched a guard like a badass, "This fist did the magic!"
Lexa clears her throat, catching the attention of the three girls, as the horses halt. "We are here."
They see a bunch of kids raise their guns at them, in front of the large fence surrounding the camp and the three sky girls smile. "Well, here goes nothing."
Author's note: Another thing I just wanted to let you guys know is that this fic is not set. If you guys have any ideas or anything you want me to add, just let me know in the comments. In fact, I have no idea what the ending is going to be, so please comment any details or ideas you have.
-Lilli