Clarke rushed to finish her tasks. It was finally Tuesday and she was ready for this game.
"Charlotte, I'm going to head out early" Clarke said locking her office.
"Oh you rebel you, twenty five minutes early, what will I do by myself for all that time" She joked.
"See you at the game?" Clarke asked.
"Of course. See you in a bit" she replied as Clarke slipped out the door.
She stopped at the coffee shop ordering a grass root protein shake and heading out the door in a hurry slamming into a body on the sidewalk.
"I'm so sorry" She apoligized looking up to meet the eyes of another women.
"You should be" she snapped moving along. Clarke rolled her eyes and headed for the apartment. She choked her protein shake down on the way up the stairs, if it didn't give her an energy boost she wouldn't even go near it, it tasted disgusting on every level.
She opened her apartment. Dressed quickly, grabbed water, and locked up just as Octavia's door opened and they all filed out. She fell into step with Bellamy, as they hit the sidewalk.
"Clarke, the team thinks we should save you till the second half, they are going to go after you with force, I'll rotate with you and Miller." As soon as his statement left his mouth she stopped suddenly, the guys behind them quickly moving around her.
" The team, or you?" Clarke asked quietly.
"The team, my concern is getting you getting hurt, the team's concern is them trying to take you out for the season, leaving us high and dry." She nodded and started walking again refusing to look at him.
"Clarke, are you mad at me?" He asked as they turned into the park.
" No Bellamy, just frustrated, I understand it though." She said assessing the other team.
" You know, you are our star player" he said trying to smooth it over.
" That's not possible, I'm nothing without you and the team, just another person kicking a ball around. " she smiled.
" I suppose we do need each other to succeed, I promise you will get put out there, just be ready, they play dirty" he said running his hand over her lower back as he walked past her. She looked out across the field, seeing they had a woman score keeper, the same happy woman she crashed into at the coffee shop. 'No wonder she was so nice' Clarke thought sarcastically.
"That's Lexa" Charlotte said coming up from behind the bench. Clarke glanced across the field again at her, she was watching Bellamy kick the ball around with Miller.
"Correction that's Lexa admiring Bellamy" another voice came over Charlotte's shoulder. Octavia was standing there smirking as Clarke tensed .
"Does she play?" Clarke asked with a neutral tone.
"Usually the second half" Charlotte answered.
"Good" she responded walking over to join the team in stretching.
"Well this should be interesting "Octavia said raising her eyebrows at Charlotte, as they made their way to the stands.
The first half of the game the guys played their hearts out, they were trailing the Vikings by three points. It was a close matched game on skill level. They all stood in a circle during half time, looking to Bellamy for guidance.
"Everyone is doing great, keep playing hard, Clarke, I'm out, you are in, Miller, Dax, watch her, they will be trying to take her out." Both guys nodded acknowledging they heard him.
The whistle blew and they all jogged out to the field. Lexa mimicking Clarke's every move. 'Great' Clarke looked to Miller giving him the signal for a switch as soon as the ball was moved. He nodded. They started down the field, Clarke lost Lexa in the first few seconds, her and Miller reading each other easily all the way to the goal. She wasn't much for show boating, just turned jogging back to her end of the field. She looked to Bellamy he just nodded to her, a serious expression on his face.
"Let's go guys, again" Dax yelled. Clarke stopped waiting for them to bring the ball up the field. Lexa paused next to her.
"You and Bellamy a thing?" She asked with a smirk. Clarke ignored her. Watching the ball's every move,
"If not I'd like to be a notch on his bed post, You know that is all you will ever be right?" Lexa voice went right through Clarke.
"You don't know what you are talking about" Clarke replied.
"Everyone knows, what I'm talking about, he's an okay soccer player, quite the man whore, and his little sister is just following in his foot steps to nowhere, but I'm sure you already know this, you must be putting out or he wouldn't keep you around." Lexa paused gauging Clarke's reaction.
"Or maybe your not, so he see's it as a challenge, rest assured he will drop you once he gets what he wants" Clarke turned standing toe to toe with Lexa. Octavia hurried to the bench.
"Bellamy" Octavia called pointing to Lexa and Clarke.
"Shit, Miller, Dax" Bellamy yelled. They looked to him motioning towards Clarke. The ref blew the whistle at Bellamy's call for a time out.
"You don't know me or Bellamy, or Octavia for that fact, so keep your mouth shut."
"I know Bellamy, every inch of him, let me tell you what I think" She smiled.
"Fuck you, you want to know what I think, I think you are sad bitch, upset because you couldn't amount to more then a notch on the bed post, you are not worth Bellamy's time." She felt the guys each place a hand on her arm. Gustus pulling Lexa in the other direction.
"Clarke, Ignore her!" Bellamy yelled. She just huffed pulling her arms from the guys and taking her spot on the field. They scored one more time and The Vikings took Dax out of the game with a slide tackle. He couldn't put pressure on his ankle forcing Bellamy back in.
Miller and Bellamy took lead, Clarke hanging back. They were just about to the goal when one of the bigger players on the team nodded to Gustus heading for Bellamy. Clarke picked up her game, she could cut him off. Block the ball. Little did she know he was gunning for Bellamy not the ball. The second she stepped in front of him, he ran right over top of her. She didn't remember hitting the ground, but her need to breathe was worrying her, she felt like all the air was sucked from her lungs. Once she could get her body to cooperate she gasped, struggling to get as much air as she could. Her vision had a slight fuzziness to it, she blinked a few times bringing the world into focus. Her heartbeat was racing, she only knew that because she could feel it in her head. Wasn't her first concussion. She just needed a minute to regroup her senses.
"I'll fucking kill you" echoed through her ears, It was Bellamy's voice. 'Shit, pull yourself together Clarke, get up!' She forced herself to stand. The ref calling a time out to give her a second, her first few steps were wobbly, Bellamy standing toe to toe with the opposing team was not an option for her though.
"Bell" her voice was as loud as she could manage. He looked at her, his eyes full of concern.
"I'm fine, lets go" She called forcing herself to stand tall. He moved to her side.
"Your not fine Clarke" He said turning her head and forcing her to look at him.
"I am fine Bellamy, let's finish this" She said meeting his gaze.
"You are sure?"
"I'm sure" she replied. They continued the game up by one point with seconds left. Miller took a corner kick, Clarke running it into the goal, she was all smile's as she ran back to the team. Gustus approached Bellamy offering his hand.
"Good game, she is a tough one, good choice for a team member"
"She is, thanks" He replied glancing at Clarke. They picked up everything skipping coffee to go get ready for Raven's party.
Clarke went straight for the aspirin the second she stepped into her apartment, before hitting the shower. She got dressed in a Navy blue sundress with an open back and low cut front, that stopped right before her knees.
She applied her makeup, Put her hair up in a clip, a spritz of perfume, and her strappy sandals
She locked up turning and knocking on Octavia's Door.
Miller opened up the door letting out a whistle as he looked her over.
"I found my date" he yelled as he offered his hand to lead her into the living room.