Clarke's initial response was shocked, but then she went into fight mode and turned around tof ace her attackers. However, instead of the FBI agents she expected, she was met with two boys, one tall, pale, skinny and lanky one with curly black hair, the other short one, of Asian descent with tan skin and short black hair.
"You're Clarke Griffin aren't you?" the skinny one said, and as Clarke attempted to search his face for fear or anger, all she found was excitement.
"Um, no I'm…" she went to explain her cover up story and fake alias, before she was interrupted by the short guy.
"Rebecca Hall, seriously that is the worst fake license I've ever seen. She doesn't even look like you", he said, holding the license up to her face. "You're her, aren't you?"
Clarke knew she should keep up her cover, but she was sick of having to constantly act, and these guys didn't look like they were going tor at her in.
"Fine, yeah, my name is Clarke Griffin and I'm wanted for treason. And if you try to turn me in, I have a gun I'm not afraid to use," she said with a smug smile, lifting the hem of her shirt, exposing the gun that was holstered on her side.
"Wooah," the skinny kid said, "I'm Jasper and this is Monty. Don't worry, we aren't going to turn you in, we want to help you."
"Help me with what?" she asked, feeling really confused.
"Help you expose the government and become rebel fugitives." They said at the same time, then flashed a cheesy grin, and she realized they were both pretty cute, like two excited kids about to go on a field trip.
"Look guys," she sighed, "Thank you for not turning me in and offering to help, but really, it's ok. This is going to be dangerous, and a lot of people want me dead like my father, so it's really better if I just do this by myself", she said with an honest smile.
Monty, the less talkative one of the two apparently, spoke up.
"But we want to help. And we have skills too. I'm an expert hacker, and let's just say, I've performed a lot of my best work, under the law. And jasper, his dad was an FBI agent, so he knows the way the way they work, and he has access to things you don't, as well as being a chemical extraordinaire. And our roommate Raven, she's a genius mechanic and engineer, handles bombs, weapons, and pretty anything else that goes boom. I promise, you let us help, and you-re dad's death will have been worth it."
Clarke looked back and forth between them, debating her options. They already knew who she was, and by just talking to her, they had put themselves in danger.
"Fine," she said with a sigh, and their faces lit up as they pulled her into an uncomfortably tight hug.
"Dude, we're going to be rebels from the FBI!" Jasper said to Monty and they high fived, both ecstatic.
Even though Clarke felt bad about getting them involved, she knew with their skills and experience, they might actually succeed in doing justice to her father.