Clarke sat in her office filling out paper work for the new top reads display to be added to the front display, when a light knock brought her attention to the doorway.
"Hey!, we on our way past figured we would drop off some coffee, we brought one for Charlotte too, we found her first"
"Thanks guys, Come in, pull up a seat." Clarke smiled at the trio in the doorway. Octavia handed her a coffee as Lincoln and Miller sat down.
"So excited for your first game tonight?" Miller asked.
"That's right it's Tuesday already, I lost a day, Yesterday flew by and I was here from the time we got done with our run all the way till eight o'clock. These new displays are going to be the death of me" Clarke sighed.
"We have games Tuesday and Thursdays, Practice Wednesday and Sunday, we count Sundays' as practice even though it is open to anyone." Lincoln said as they all watched Clarke mark her desktop calendar according to what they were telling her.
"Okay, perfect, thanks" she commented as she marked the last few days of her month schedule.
Just then another knock.
"Hey Charlotte" Clarke smiled.
"Remember that irate customer, well he's back complaining that a book he wants to read has been checked out for a month so he informed me we obviously need two copies"
"Tell Mr. Blake to make his way back here" she said tapping her pencil.
Her visitors couldn't hide the smile if they had too. Charlotte sharing the amusement as she headed back down the short hallway.
"Is there not a time limit on how long you can have a book before you have to return it?" His voice rang through the door as he turned the corner. He paused for a second seeing his sister and their friends all sitting around her office.
"Mr. Blake can you just hold on a second while I open the system" She replied raising her eyebrows.
"Ms. Griffin, you didn't answer my question" he replied in the same tone.
"Ohh, I get it, this is like a thing for you two" Lincoln stated
"The Sexy Librarian" Miller added
"And the Hostile Patron" Octavia smiled
Clarke could feel her cheeks burn.
"Enough, I see you guys are all busy today" Bellamy said turning to them.
"Yup, so busy, we were just headed out" Octavia said as they all stood.
"Thank you for the coffee" Clarke said giving them a wave.
"Anytime" Octavia replied as they filed out of the office, Bellamy claiming one of the chairs they were previously occupying. The new silence was taken over by Clarkes typing.
"How's the sexy Librarian today?" Bellamy asked, she just gave him a look, causing him to smirk.
"Name of the book, if you would please, my hostile patron"
"You said 'my hostile patron' are you claiming me?"
"God no, I feel bad for someone who would want to claim you" She replied. He clutched his chest as if he was in pain, receiving another look.
"Okay, okay, 'American Gods'"
"Whoever has it had brought it back before the date and checked it out again, must not be done reading it, people do that more often then you would think"
"So, I just have to wait it out?"
"No, hold on, there, I ordered another copy, should be here by Friday"
"Thanks Clarke, your the best, I'll see you tonight" He smiled standing.
"Yes, tonight"
"Show up a little early, I'll have your uniform for you, Octavia gave us your shoe size so we grabbed you cleats." he replied
"Thank you Bellamy, have a good rest of your day" she said giving him a warm smile, he paused outside the door giving her a world class grin.
"You too 'my sexy librarian'" she groaned shaking her head listening to him laugh the whole way down the hallway.
...
She dropped her stuff off at her apartment, grabbed her water and keys and headed for the park. She could see the teams kicking the balls around, thankfully the first game for her wasn't against the Vikings. She didn't want to have to deal with Gustus and his is idiot friends today. Bellamy jogged over to the bench meeting her with a bag of stuff. She changed her shirt using the old over and under trick (every girl who has ever used a locker room knows how to do it haha). She held the shorts glancing around to see the park full of people, with a puzzled look on her face. Bellamy looked to the stands, Raven, Harper, and Octavia approaching them. The three girls accompanied by Bellamy all made a circle with sweatshirts.
"Portable changing room" Raven smiled.
"Smart, close your eyes Blake"
"Not a chance Princess, hurry up" he smirked.
She locked eyes with him as she stripped her pants, daring him to look away. He handed her the shorts and she slipped them on quick.
"Your no fun" he whispered to her as they all dispersed.
"Who are you kidding, I'm all kinds of fun." she laughed as she finished tying her cleats and jogged out to the team, leaving him staring after her.
The game went smoothly, Clarke and Miller making one hell of a team of forwards. They won 15-7.
On the way back to the apartments Clarke walked up front with the girls. Bellamy trailing behind with Lincoln and Miller, eyes glued to her back.
"So what's the deal with that?" Miller asked pointing ahead to the girls.
"No deal, Just friends"
"With benefits? or no?"
"Nope just friends" he said.
"You alright with that?" Lincoln asked.
"Yea, I'd be a fool to say she isn't beautiful, but I'll take what I can get, it has been awhile since I have had a relationship that wasn't based on sex or lust. I wouldn't turn her down but I'm satisfied with where we stand now"
"So in other words you got it bad" Miller laughed.
He just ignored the teasing and went back to watching her. His mind wandered to her crystal blue eyes locked on his, forcing him to maintain eye contact, while she stripped her pants at the field today. That was far sexier then if she just let him watch, and he was pretty sure she knew it. He thought about the conversation they had earlier that week. She gave him a vague idea of the situation without really telling him much. He knew when he met her that something was off, she is always real careful about how much information about herself she reveals. She told him everything he would've figured out by himself anyway after a few more conversations, and nothing that could help him to help her.
'Who could be chasing you princess?, What idiot fucks up and lets something like this fall on an innocent person? What happens if they find her? They kill her?' His mind was full of questions, and only one person held the answers, one person who surely wasn't going to give him any more information. He was hoping she had the one trait his sister had, the ability to blow things out of proportion, make a mountain out of a mole hill. Maybe it wasn't that bad, maybe she was letting her mind get the best of her. This would be the one time he was hoping for a maybe.
They headed up the stairs to the apartments. Bellamy was lost in thought when he slammed into Clarke. He looked up to see her frozen in place, she was checking the hall for anyone else. A letter taped to her door with just her first name on it, nothing else. He reached up yanking it down before anyone else noticed her distress. She reached out to unlock the door, her hands were shaking. Bellamy placed a hand on hers steadying her as he took the keys and unlocked the door. They both stepped in closing the door behind him, he opened the letter.
"Clarke relax, it's your receipt from paying rent, you are scaring me half to death over nothing." Bellamy said letting out a breath and pulling her to him.
"You are alright, you are going to be alright" he added feeling her relax a little.
"Listen if you overthink this too much they win, you will self destruct long before they try to find you at this rate" She sighed.
"You are right, I'm letting them get in my head and it's not healthy, Charlotte knocked over books the other day and all I could think about was where is the closest exit and what can I use as a weapon, internally I was freaking out."
"Exactly, you couldn't even help yourself if you had to, have you ever taken any self defense classes?"
"No" she replied muffled, her head buried in his chest.
"Well, that's a start, ease your mind a little, I used to take a beating to help Harper train new recruits, how about you give me an hour of your time Wednesdays after practice and Sundays before practice. I'll teach you what I know"
"Yea, that sounds great Bellamy" She said pulling back out of his arms.
"Go change, see you at O's in a few minute's" he said heading for the door.
"Thank you Bellamy, for everything" he turned one hand on the door.
"Anything for the princess" he replied in a playful tone.
"Get out!" she laughed heading for her bedroom.