A/N: Okay guys good news and bad news. Good news is that I have literally most of this whole story done and is mostly completely planned out. Bad news is school started and I don't know when I'll have the time to post it. If I can get the next chapter done and I've proof read it then I'll probably be posting that later on today but we'll see. Alright well enjoy!

Episode 7: The One Where Octavia Pulls Out The Notebook

Their all staring as Raven is talking to Wick from outside the coffee shop. The two are laughing and she places a hand on his chest because she's laughing that much and after a few more polite conversations, Raven points to behind her and indicates that she has to get going. Wick nods, grabbing her hand and placing his lips on her knuckles to which she rolls her eyes and he leaves with a wave.

"Everyone act normal!" Octavia shouts when she walks in. Jasper and Monty stiffen and strike a pose that would make them seem like their models as Octavia drinks from an empty coffee cup and Bellamy and Clarke laugh.

"So I'm guessing you guys were minding your own business while I was talking to Wick, huh?" Raven smirks.

"Of course! We would never spy on you, Rae." Octavia says, raising her hand to her chest like she's hurt she even thought such a thing.

"Put down the empty coffee cup, Blake." Raven snorts, rolling her eyes and ripping the coffee cup from her lips.

"I'm so happy for you." Clarke tells her and Raven sits on the arm rest of her chair and shrugs.

"I'm pretty happy too, I mean, I had to get over Finn someday."

Clarke stares at the ground, her grip tight on the coffee cup and she stares around at their group. Seeing Jasper lay casually on the green chair, taking bites from cupcakes as he talked to Monty who was leaning back on the armrest of the chair and chatting back.

Raven as she was talking about Wick to Octavia and how she thinks it might be a real thing. She could feel Bellamy's arm around her shoulder and she saw his other arm around his sisters, listening as Raven continued to ramble about her new boyfriend.

Jasper was with Maya.

Monty was with Miller.

Raven was with Wick.

Octavia was in a distant relationship with Lincoln.

Bellamy goes on dates everyday.

"Octavia." Clarke says harsher than she meant, causing the whole group to quiet down. "Give me your notebook."

Octavia blinks slowly, trying to process what she means before her eyes widen. "My black book? The one with all the candidates?"

"What's the black book?" Bellamy asks, his eyebrows knitting together.

"A book filled with guys Octavia has done it with or is going to do it with." Monty explains and Bellamy glares at Octavia who gives him a sheepish smile.

"Don't worry about that, Bell. I'm with Lincoln now. What we should be worrying about is why Clarke would want it." Octavia says and Bellamy seems to process that as well and now stares at Clarke with wide-eyes.

"What? I mean, everyone is so happy with the people they are with. Octavia and Lincoln, Jasper and Maya, Raven and Wick, Monty with Miller and you date whoever you want to. I think maybe, I should go back to dating. Right?" She wheezes out, like she's not sure what she should do and Bellamy frowns.

"Yeah, you should. I'm gonna get some coffee, anybody want anything?" Bellamy says, moving his arm away from around her shoulder and standing up to go to the counter.

"More cupcakes!" Jasper exclaims.

"What's wrong with him?" Raven grumbles, noticing how his jaw is tightened and the way his fists are balled tightly. "Shouldn't he be happy for you?"

"Something is always wrong with Bellamy." Octavia waves her off, going back to Clarke with a smile. "But are you sure? Your not toying with my feeling are you? Do you want to do this?"

"Yes, Octavia. Seeing what Raven and Wick has kind of opened up my thoughts. I need to get over Finn too. Maybe nothing serious, just a few casual dates."

Octavia taps her lip with her sharpened painted nail, before snapping her fingers with an idea and digging through her purse until she pulls out the black leather notebook. She opens up the book on a page far near the end and shows it to her.

Clarke looks at the picture, he looks young; her age but still young. He has baby brown hair and blue eyes and his name is written on top of the page. "Myles?" Clarke asked.

"He's basically a guy you go out with once, he's kind of sweet and you forget your dating him." Octavia shrugs. "Basically like the guy you ask to go out on a date with once your trying to make someone jealous or forget about someone."

Clarke nods, handing her back the notebook and Bellamy snatches the book from behind the couch and raises an eyebrow. "Kind of young." He mutters.

"He's Clarke's age." Octavia says. "Canadian. So he's sweet at least."

"Canadian." Bellamy spits out, suddenly having the urge to hate all Canadians.

"Once you finally get over all the nervousness and first date drama and you're a little more out there. I'll set you up with someone really cute." Octavia winked.

"Who would that be?" Clarke asked and after a few more page flipping, she opened the page and handed it to her.

"Tim Barlet." Octavia said, handing her the book and Clarke saw a picture of a very tall man with big blue eyes, a great smile and messy dirty blonde hair. "You like tall guys, right?"

"Yeah, I guess." Clarke said, he was although attractive.

"Ooo, if you like muscular I have someone too!" She flips through a few more pages and shows her a guy named Pascal with dark brown hair and a few stubbles on his cheeks with hunky arms and a grin. "So which one? Muscular or tall?"

She looked over at Raven like she would give her an answer but she was obviously into Tim while Octavia was obviously into Pascal. "What about you guys, what do you think?" She asked Monty and Jasper.

"Tim." Jasper says all too quickly and when they give him some raised eyebrows, he shrugs. "I'm straight, not blind. I mean, look at that smile. Always want a guy who can make you laugh and make you happy. What about you, Monty?"

Monty looks at the two pictures again before he shrugs and takes a sip of his coffee. "I'm more of a Pascal fan."

"Alright, that leaves it up to Bellamy. Once Clarke is done with Myles, which one should she date?" Octavia asks, flipping through the two pictures to show him again. "Pascal? Hunky and muscly and strong and is probably - most likely good in bed as well as a gentlemen. Or Tim who's sweet, kind and funny."

Bellamy clears his throat, leaning all the way over the couch to set his coffee down on the table and throws a twenty on the table as well. "I'm late for work, I'll see you guys around."

"Work doesn't start till 1." Monty says.

"How do you know?" Bellamy scoffs.

"Miller. Duh."

"Well, I have a lot of paper work." He growls out.

"It's ten am." Jasper points out and with a glare they all go silent.

Clarke gets up, holding out a finger for them to all wait and chases him outside. She shivers from the cool breeze that hits her when she opens the door, grabbing his sleeve to stop him and he does with what looks like reluctance. She gives him a tight smile. "What's up?"

"Nothing, what about you?" He asks, not caring to look at her as he holds out his hand for a taxi to come.

"Bellamy." She warns. He sighs, turning around to face her and mutters out 'I'm okay.' "Well you aren't acting like it at all. You seem agitated, what's your damage?"

She smiles when Bellamy raises an amused yet clearly annoyed eyebrow. Bellamy would have a problem saying 'what's the matter or deal or problem' he always use to say, 'damage.' It just became something they both said in high school.

"Clarke," He says with exasperation, "I don't know. It's a little weird, don't you think?"

"What?"

"Me. Picking out my ex-girlfriend's boyfriend. I don't know, forget it."

She grabs his hand when he turns away and tugs on it for him to look at her again. "We're friends now. None of that matters anymore. You aren't my ex-boyfriend, you're my best friend. I thought you thought of me the same way..."

He gives her the look he does when he's thinking about something before he smiles and nods his head. "You're right, I'm sorry. I think like that too, I- I don't know what's wrong with me today."

She smiles sympathetically, giving him a tight hug before she pulls away, scuffing her shoe into the concrete. "I get what you mean. Trust me." She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and the taxi stops in front of him. "Go do your paper work, I'll see you later."

"Hey Bellamy!" Clarke blinks, looking at the taxi driver that has greeted him and it's none other than Echo. Clarke knows who Echo is, she's the pizza girl always trying to get into Bellamy's pants. He turns, giving her a curt nod and smiles at her.

"You're a taxi driver now?"

"Gotta pay the electricity bills. I have the apartment all to myself so it's pretty hard running things alone." She says it like she's trying to seduce him, like whatever she said was the most sexiest thing in the world. Clarke rolls her eyes, folding her arms and Echo catches it with a smirk.

"Clarke." She greets although it sounds like a hiss.

"Echo, hey." Clarke smiles although it looks more like grimace.

"Take me to the station, will you?" Bellamy asks, opening the door to get in.

"Maybe after your done with work, I can come over?" Echo asks and he gives some thought to it and a look at Clarke and he sees her tense smile. He smiles back, turning over to Echo and nods his head.

"Why not? I have nothing to do. Is it okay if it's my place?" He asks.

She smirks, putting the car in engine and nodding eagerly. "Your place is awesome. But do I really have to bring pizza next time?"

He laughs. "No, dinner will be on me." He looks back at Clarke and smiles, leaning out the car window and she leans into him so he can kiss her cheek. "Good luck on your date, princess. You'll be the best girl Myles ever saw. I know it."

"Good luck on yours." She smiles, giving a nod that's obviously tense.

He turns back to Echo with a grin. "You like lasagna or spaghetti? I'm always a great chef with anything to do with pasta." Echo rolls up his window so she wont hear and goes back into the traffic. Clarke scowls, turning on her heel and thinks she probably picked spaghetti because she's a pretentious asshole like that.

She's on her date with Myles. He's...okay.

He sure likes to talk about himself though, always bringing up topics she would never bring up - or want to - and it's like his mouth could never close or stop. And once he finally did to take a breath and she was about to reply, he'd start on a totally different topic.

It had eventually come to the point where she was just nodding as she sipped her vanilla milk shake and wasn't even paying attention to him. "That was the day I learned how to skate board! Cool, huh?" She opens her mouth to reply but he had brought up another topic and she sighed.

She looked over to the waiter, snapping her fingers and said, "The most alcoholic beverage you got. Give me five." The waiter gives her a sympathetic look and walks away, Clarke leaning on her cheek as she begins to try and comprehend the words that come from Myles' mouth.

Once she's drunk with the five beverages the waiter had given her is when Myles actually seems interesting. She laughs at something he says, she has no idea what it is but it seemed like the funniest thing in the world. "You have nice eyes, Myles." She tells him and he stops talking to look at her, blinking slowly before he smiles.

"You have nice everything, Clarke."

She smiles, patting his cheek before turning back to the waiter. "Another one, if you could?"

She wakes up in an apartment she doesn't know and groans. Holding her head and knowing full well that this is probably Myles' place. She can tell because it smells like old lady perfume. She looks to her side where she can see Myles, holding himself and murmuring something about monkeys and to leave him alone and Clarke pulls on all her clothes and runs away as fast as she can.

She calls a taxi, whoever the taxi driver is knows she had a long day. They tell her to keep safe and don't do drugs and after she laughs, she gives a nod and goes into her apartment building. She missed that about New York when she left, there were a shit load of assholes who didn't give a crap about you but you also met the nicest people.

She enters her apartment, looking at the stove clock and sees it's 9 am. Octavia is passed out on the couch, Raven beside her with her head on her shoulder and the TV is on, letting various cartoons go by. Clarke rolls her eyes, turning off the TV and knows they were probably waiting for her to come back and tell them how the date went.

She walks over to the window and feels like she got punched. She's watching over in Bellamy's apartment as he guiding Echo to the door as she leaves millions of kisses on his face and he's shirtless and he has sex hair and they've had sex. She frowns, as she watches him pull her in for a deep kiss and her hands are roaming around his back, to feel up his muscles and over to his ass where he grabs her hands from roaming and pulls them at her sides.

He closes the door with a wave and turns around, sighing and rubbing a hand over his face. His eyes open and he sees Clarke and she gives him her gentle faint smiles. He holds up his finger for her to wait, going into his desk and pulling out a huge sketch pad. Writing on it with a black sharpie and shows it to her: How was the date? I didn't see you come in...

She grabs her own sketch pad, grabbing her blue sharpie and shows it to him: Terrible. From the sex hair you have I'm guessing yours went well.

No, not really. You look shit-faced by the way.

I am.

Weren't those the clothes you had on last night?

Yup.

So I'm guessing it wasn't that bad if you had sex with him.

Well you had sex with her.

That's different.

How?

She expected it of me.

Your an asshole.

She slams down her notebook, retreating into her room and before she slammed the door to hers, she could see Bellamy kick his coffee table and retreat into his own room. She sighed, flopping down onto her blue sheets and tried to hold back her tears.

She groaned when her phone buzzed, pulling it out and opening the message only to smile:

Bell -

I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me; I had a shitty day. Don't be angry. I love you...night.

A/N: Sooooo hope you liked it! Tell me how you felt in the reviews! And I also wanted to tell you that I actually did a gifset for this. You can go to my tumblr which is bellarke4747 and just look 'mine' and you'll find the gifset. It's my first gifset so I'm little bit nervous about it but people have been sending me messages and have been very supportive of me so I can't begin to thank all my followers for your support. Anyway due to all of you being the literal best followers I could ask for I want you guys to send me a random AU of a movie, TV show, book or just some random thing in your mind and I'll write it. Just knock out whatever comes to your mind and I'll try my best to get them all done. Thank you all so much! Reviews are appreciated. Have a good day! - Phantom4747