A/N: This is just a request I'd gotten from a follower and I forget who told me to post it but thank you for the idea, I had so much fun writing this and being that I re-watched the episode I really got to appreciate it. One of my favorites by far and I tried to have the dialogue spot on being that I enjoyed it that much. Anyway, enjoy!

Episode 18: The One With All The Poker

Everyone is helping Clarke mail out some resumes while whistling the theme from The Bridge on the River Kwai. Clarke had gotten sick of her nurse job and wanted out hopefully fast. Her mom was transferring over to her hospital and the last thing she wanted was her mother telling her what to do (more often than she already does anyway).

"Uh, Clarkster, we're running low on resumes over here." Bellamy said and was immediately handed over more resumes as they continued to whistle.

"Clarky, do you really want a job with Popular Mechanics?" Octavia asked.

"Well, if you're gonna work for mechanics, those are the ones to work for." Monty said, being that he worked there.

"Hey, look, you guys, I'm going for anything here, okay? I cannot be in the same hospital as my mom, I mean it. You all know how she is..." Everyone winced at the thought of having to work with Abigail Griffin.

Jasper sighed, licking another envelope only to yelp in pain. "Ow! Paper cut, paper cut."

Raven handed him a glass of juice, "Here, here, here."

Jasper cursed, still in pain, "Grapefruit juice, grapefruit juice!"

Bellamy rolled his eyes, shoving a water bottle in Jasper's chest to shut him up. "Ok you guys, we are almost done. We've only got 20 more to go." Clarke announced, the whistling seemed to be ever more upbeat than the tune was originally.

"Clarke, did you proofread these?" Bellamy asked, reading one of her resumes.

Clarke nodded, "Of course, why?"

Bellamy winced, handing her the resume, "Uh, nothing, I'm sure they'll be impressed with your excellent compuper skills."

Clarke gasps, scanning her resume and slaps herself in the forehead. "Oh my Goood! Oh, do you think it's on all of them?"

"Oh no, I'm sure the Xerox machine caught a few." Raven said.

The gang starts whistling the song again and working backwards with them unpacking the envelopes and Bellamy crumbling one of the resumes.

Monty adjusts himself on the chair beside Bellamy, looking up at him which makes Bellamy raise his eyebrow in question of what he wants. "You know, I know they call this a Love Seat, but I'm not really feeling anything special towards you." Bellamy smiles, rolling up the newspaper in his hands and whacks him with it.

Octavia and Raven enter the Central Perk, "Hey guys." They say.

"Hey." They reply in unison.

Clarke gasps, walking over to them from their seated position on the couch, looking over her shoulder to make sure her boss isn't looking as she pretends to take their orders, "Hey... hi, ladies... uh, can I get you anything?" She looks over to Octavia and says in a whisper, "Did you bring the mail?"

"Lots of responses." Octavia smiles.

Clarke smiles, "Really?" She clears her threat, saying out loud, "Sure, we have scones left!" She says back to Octavia, "Okay, read them to me."

Raven opens one, reading it out loud, "Dear Ms. Griffin, thank you for your inquiry, however... oh..." She crumples the letter and throws it behind her shoulder.

"We have apple cinnamon..." Clarke says out loud.

Octavia opens one, "Okay... Dear Ms. Griffin... yeah... yeah... yeah... No." She crumples the letter.

"Wow!" Raven gasps.

Clarke smiles broadly, "What? What?"

Raven looks over the mail, her eyes still wide in disbelief as she covers her hand with her mouth. "Your Visa bill is huge!"

Clarke growls, ripping the paper from Raven's hands, "Give me that!"

Monty sighs, shaking his head at Bellamy which makes Bellamy's eyebrow twitch. "What." He demanded.

"I set you up with Linda because you guys are great for each other. Why won't you go out with her again? She said your date went perfect."

Bellamy sighs, flipping to another page in the newspaper to ignore Monty's ardent stare. "I don't know."

"Is this still about her whole 'The Mayan civilization is a cover up for something supernatural' thing?"

Bellamy snorts, "No, although maybe that's one of the reasons. It's just—I want someone who... who does something for me, y'know? Who gets my heart pounding, who..." His eyes look up to Clarke who is now hitting Octavia's shoulder as she laughs and is giving her the usual pout face that only Clarke could ever pull off. "Um, who makes me, uh..." He continues to stare at Clarke and sees her in that cute little white shirt that rides up on her and shows the small of her back.

"...little playthings with yarn?" Monty inquires.

Bellamy furrows his eyebrows, forehead crinkling, "What?"

Monty laughs, "Could you want her more?"

"Who?"

Monty scoffs, saying sarcastically, "Dee, the sarcastic sister from Whats Happening."

Bellamy scoffs back, rolling his eyes and returning to his newspaper. "You don't know what your talking about. I am totally, totally over her, okay? I just..." Clarke walks over to their table and Bellamy grins like she just hung the moon, the stars, the sun and everything beautiful in the world. "Hey Clarkster!"

Clarke smiles, "Hey! How are you? Need something to eat?"

"We're fine, we're fine. Thanks though." He smiles and she gives a nod before she walks away.

Bellamy watches as her hips sway, his head somehow resting on the table. "Hey, can you hand me that newspaper?" Monty asks, Bellamy gives it to him, still in his trance of Clarke and the way her hips sway and how her hair glows. Monty rolls up the newspaper and hits him with it.

Bellamy holds his head, glaring at him and is about to say something only for Jasper to come in. Monty and Bellamy laugh immediately, causing Jasper to groan, "Shut up!"

Monty smiled, trying to cover his obvious and apparent grin with his hand, "We're not—we're not saying anything, Jas. We promise."

"What?" Clarke asked.

"Jasper cried last night." Bellamy stated.

"You said you wouldn't say anything!" Jasper exclaimed.

"False. Monty promised not to say anything. I made no such promises." Bellamy smirked at his groan and that led to the girls laughing.

"We were playing poker, alright...there was chocolate on the three. It looked like an eight, alright?" Jasper defended himself making the girls raise their eyebrows.

"Oh, guys, you should've seen him. 'Read 'em and weep.'" Monty mimicked.

"And then he did." Bellamy stated.

"Well, now, how come you guys have never played poker with us?" Clarke asked.

"Yeah, what is that? Like, some kind of guy thing? Like, some kind of sexist guy thing? Like it's poker, so only guys can play?" Raven said, folding her arms defensively.

Bellamy pursed his lips, shaking his head immediately, "No, women are welcome to play."

Octavia raised her eyebrows, "Oh, okay, so then what is it? Some kind of... you know, like, like... some kind of, y'know, like... alright, what is it?"

Jasper shrugged, "There just don't happen to be any women in our games."

Monty deciding to stay out of it, backing up behind Bellamy and Jasper, muttering, "We just don't happen to know any women that know how to play poker."

The girls scoffed, "Oh, yeah, right."

"Oh, please, that is such a lame excuse!" Octavia said, throwing her hands up in the air for exasperation.

"Really." Raven said under her breath.

"I mean, that's a typical guy response." Clarke added.

Bellamy laughed, crossing his arms over his broad chest and raised his eyebrow in that challenge-y way he always does. "Excuse me, do any of you know how to play?"

"No." The girls said.

"But you could teach us." Clarke countered.

"No." The guys said.

Their all sitting around the table, the guys have been at this for hours trying to teach them and still have gotten nowhere. Bellamy sighs, leaning over the table to explain more thoroughly and hopefully get it through them. "Okay, so now we draw cards."

Raven grins, "So I wouldn't need any, right? Cause I have a straight."

Clarke gasps, a huge smile dawning her face. "Oh, good for you!"

"Congratulations!" Octavia grins.

Bellamy sighs, banging his head against the table and the microwave timer goes off. Clarke gets up to check if it's done, patting Bellamy's shoulder reassuringly when he keeps banging his head on the table.. "Okay, Tav, how many do you want?" Monty asks.

"I just need two... the, um, ten of spades and the six of clubs."

"No. No, uh, O? You can't—you can't do..." Bellamy says only for Clarke to cut him off, "I have the ten of spades! Here!" She says as she hands Octavia the card which makes Octavia grin and thank her, giggling at her now good pair of cards.

Bellamy rubs his forehead, "No, no. Uh... no, see, uh, you-you can't do that."

"Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no, that's okay, I don't need them. I'm going for fours." Clarke tells him, dismissing him with a wave of her hand.

Bellamy smiles pathetically, "Oh, you're..." He sighs, giving up and points to the newspaper. "Monty, could you? Thanks man."

"Yup." Monty rolls up the newspaper and hits him with it.

Clarke brings out the plate of food from the microwave, setting it down in front of all of them. "Alright, here we go. We've got salmon roulettes and assorted crudites."

"Ooooooo!" The girls 'ooo' and start picking off the plate.

Jasper holds his hand up to stop them, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, Clarke, what're you doin'? This is a poker game. You can't serve food with more than one syllable. It's gotta be like chips, or dip, or pretz..." His face dawns with realization causing them all to eye roll.

Clarke snorts, "Well I'll hope you'll let it slide just this once, see I was all out of Pretz."

Monty shakes his head, changing subject to try and teach them again. "Ok, so at this point, the dealer..."

Octavia cuts him off, "Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks..."

Bellamy raises an eyebrow, "Alright, now, you sure? Raven just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy..."

Raven rolled her eyes, "I did but they were freakin' me out. I'm ready, so, just deal."

Jasper rubs his hands together to get started, "Ok, alright, last minute lesson, last minute lesson." He holds up two cards, "Monty... three... eight. Eight... three." Monty gives an unamused face. "Alright babe, deal the cards."

Octavia growls, slamming her cards down on the table, "Dammit, dammit, dammit!"

"See Octavia, Jas had two 5s showings. So for you to raise..." Monty trailer only for Octavia to look at him in eager for the answer, he sighed, "Downright gutsy."

Raven furrows her eyebrows, looking over to Jasper, "Oh I see, so then, you were lying."

"About what?" He asks.

"About how good your cards were."

Jasper snickers, "I was bluffing."

Raven snorts, "Bluffing is just another word for what? Oh, that's right, lying!"

Clarke sighs, getting out of her chair and brushing off her jeans, "Sorry to break up this party, but I've got resumes to fax before work tomorrow-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The guys said.

"Clar, Clar, we gotta settle." Jasper stated.

Clarke raised an eyebrow, "Settle what?"

"The... Jamestown colony of Virginia. You see, King George is giving us the land, so..." Monty trailed only for Clarke to fold her arms making him look down shamefully that he tried to be sarcastic to her, "The game, Clarke, the game. You owe us money for the game."

"Oh. Right."

Bellamy watched as the girls started to take money out and sighed, "You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?"

"Hell no, we'll pay!" Octavia stated, throwing money at Bellamy's face. Her brother raised an eyebrow, feeling the money touch his face and sighed at her clearly raged expression.

"Okay, Octavia? I had another answer all ready." Raven stated.

"And you know what? We want a rematch." Octavia demanded.

"Think before you talk, O." Bellamy said, "I don't think it's a wise decision."

"We're playing tomorrow." Clarke stated.

Bellamy rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as he shrugged. "Fine. I tried to warn you. I can use the money anyway. Maybe get the nice recliner chair I always wanted. The one with the built in massage."

Clarke scoffed, "Oh, you really are enjoying this aren't you?"

Bellamy paused as if thinking about it before he nodded, "Yea, well, yea."

"So basically, you get your ya-yas by taking money from all of your friends."

Bellamy pauses again. "Yeah."

"Look, Clarke, this is poker. I play to win, alright? In order for me to win, other people have to lose. So if you're gonna play poker with us, don't expect me to be a 'nice guy,' alright? That's just the way poker is. I love you but I'm not gonna take it easy on you and neither will they. I already warned you not to play. Cause once those cards are dealt...I'm not gonna be a nice guy."

Bellamy enters his apartment, box of hot pizza in hand and walks past Monty and Jasper to set the pizza on the dinning table. "Alright boys, let's eat."

Monty smiles, sitting down at Bellamy's table. "Oh, did you get that from the 'I Love Clarke' pizzeria?"

Bellamy sighed, sitting down and grabbing some paper plates that he passed around, opening up the cooler to pull out three beers. "You still on that?"

Monty scoffed, grabbing the beer that Bellamy passed to him and raised an eyebrow, "Oh, come on. What was with that whole Black Bart speech?, He mimicked, ""When I play poker, I'm not a nice guy!""

"You are way off." Bellamy stated.

Jasper snorted, "No, I don't think so, see Bell, because I think you love her."

Bellamy took a deep breath, trying to focus on the smell of the pizza rather than his two idiots that he calls friends. "Um... no. See, I might've had feelings for her at one time—not any more."

"What happened two you guys? I mean, you were always flirty but now...it just seems like you two can't stop." Monty stated.

"First off - wait - she's doing it too?" Bellamy asked incredulously.

"Of course she is! Anytime she has the chance she's staring at you." Jasper stated. "What happened to you guys?"

"I don't - " His stereo broke into music, The Lion Sleeps Tonight started to play and Bellamy growls. "My damn stereo is doing that damn thing again. I swear it's like some freakin' monkey keeps playing it."

Bellamy tries to turn it off but when it doesn't work they all stand there, their pizza and beer in hands and suddenly start dancing to the music.

Clarke huffs, still thinking about what happened with Bellamy as Octavia is cuddled up beside her shoving Lays in her mouth. She opens her mail, a scowl deep on her face, and crinkles in her forehead from thought. "Can you believe what a jerk Bellamy was being?"

Octavia nods knowingly, still shoving the Lays in her mouth. "Yeah, I know. He can get really competitive."

Raven snorted, trying to hide her laughter in her sleeve as she sat down in the recliner and continued her fit of giggles, "Ha. Ha, ha."

"What?" Octavia asked genuinely.

"Oh, hello, kettle? This is Octavia. You're black." Raven stated.

Octavia gasped, throwing a chip at her that Raven caught in her mouth only making Octavia angrier. "Please! I am not as bad as Bellamy."

Raven scoffed, her whole body rumbling with laughter. "Oh, I beg to differ. Clarke told me about The Pictionary incident?"

Octavia gawked, looking over at Clarke accusingly only to see her trying to burry herself in her mail, trying to hide her laugh by pressing an envelope to her mouth. "That was not an incident! I-I was gesturing, a-and the plate slipped out of my hand." Octavia muttered, looking over genuinely hurt, "Am I really that bad?"

Raven sighed, opening her arms with a sad smile at her. "Come here, sweet child." Octavia fell into Raven's grasp and Raven hugged her tightly before saying, "Your worse."

Octavia growled, about to punch her when Clarke sighed, "Both of you two quit it. You both are equally as competitive. That's why neither of you are backing down from this contest, discussion or whatever you two wanna call it. Now, either I make an intervention where you can't participate in any sport/contest activities or you freak out with me over this interview I just scored."

The girls scramble up, dropping on either side of her and squeal. "Oh my god, really?! Where? Where?" Octavia demanded.

"Some art shop downtown!" Clarke squealed back, grabbing both of their hands and squeezing them as they cheered.

"Oh Clarke!" Octavia squeals, throwing her arms around her.

Raven grins, wrapping her arms around both girls, "Oh, it's like the mother ship is calling you home."

"Are you gonna take it?" Octavia asks.

Clarke sighs, looking down at the job offer and she didn't want to be selling art supplies, she wanted to be selling her own works of art and to paint not sell paint. But then she thought of her mother and...well, there was that. "Maybe I'll work at the hospital just for a bit. I have friends there. I'll leave hopefully soon though. That's for sure."

The knock on the door stops the three girls and Octavia grins, "Okay, look. That is my friend Iris. This woman has been playing poker since she was five. She's like my mother's best friend. You gotta listen to every word she says." Octavia opens the door and grins, "Hi!"

The woman has a frown etched onto her face, "Is Tony Randall dead?"

Raven raises an eyebrow, "No."

Octavia blinks, "I don't think so."

"Why?" Clarke asks.

"Well, he may be now, because I think I hit him with my car."

The girls gasp, covering their mouths from shock and Clarke bust into action, "Oh my god! Get my med kit!" Clarke exclaims, about to run out the door when Iris grabs her wrist and shoves her into a chair.

"That's bluffing, sweetheart. Lesson number one. Everything you hear at a poker game is pure crap." Iris sits down at the table, pulling out cards and looks over to Raven, "Nice earrings."

Raven smiles, "Thank y..." She stops herself, squinting her eyes in thought to think about it.

"Girls, sit down." Iris commands.

The girls sit down immediately and Octavia smiles sheepishly, "Uh, Iris? This is Raven, and that's Clarke..."

Iris waves her off with the wave of her hand, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, listen, I am parked at a meter. Let's do it. Ready? All right." She starts dealing the cars, the cars are slipping out of her fingers and landing on the stack like a pro. "We're going to start with a little five-card draw and we'll go into the studs, and the hold-ems-AH!" She looked over to Clarke who was about to grab her cards, "Don't ever touch your cards when somebody's dealing."

Clarke and Raven slowly slide their hands under the table and sit there watching Iris deal the rest of the cards.

Bellamy brings out the chips and dip in the middle of the table, everyone gathered around his apartment sitting at the table and drinking beer. Raven bangs her head on the table, sick of listening to The Lion Sleeps Tonight being that it has been playing for the whole hour they were there.

"Bellamy, could we please, please, please listen to anything else?" She begs.

"I cant. It's broken. The last song that was played in there is jammed in there." He looks accusingly at Octavia who has now sunk in her chair. The reason why his stereo broke is because she kept shoving the CD in and when it didn't pick up the CD she hit it and now it's on automatic repeat.

"I'll fit it tomorrow, just turn it off." Raven demanded.

Bellamy walked over to the radio, picking it up and ripping it out of the plugs with force and threw it on his couch.

The knock on the door stops him from considering to throw the damn stereo out the window and he opens it, Clarke kissing his cheek when he does. "Hi!" She grins.

"Hey." He smiles back, closing the door behind her and letting her walk over to the table.

"Guys! Guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what!" Clarke squealed.

Raven hummed in thought, "Um, ok... the... the fifth dentist caved and now they're all recommending Trident?"

"Noooo... the interview! She loved me! She absolutely loved me. We talked for like two and a half hours, we have the same taste in art, and—oh, I went to camp with her cousin... And, oh, the job is perfect. I can do this. I can do this well!"

They all cheer, raising their beers for her and Bellamy smiles, taking off her coat and kisses the top of her head, "What did I tell you? I knew they'd love you."

She turns towards him, grabbing onto his shirt with excitement. "Oh God, oh, and then she told the funniest story! You wouldn't believe it, Bell -"

"Clarkey, love you but...poker." Octavia demands.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll tell you later." She sits down and Bellamy hangs her coat onto the coat rack before sitting down on the chair across from her.

"Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand." Monty said.

Bellamy nods, "Oh yes, yes, we could play some other game... like, uh, I don't know... Pictionary?"

All the guys duck under the table.

Octavia glares, handing Clarke the deck of cards and narrowing her eyes at her brother only for him to smile innocently at her. "Ha, ha, very funny, very funny. But I think we'd like to give poker another try. Shall we, ladies?"

Clarke and Raven say in unison, "Yes, we should. I think we should. I mean, we shall."

Bellamy looks at Clarke who is now holding the deck in her hands, "Uh, Clar, do you want me to shuffle those for you?"

Clarke smiles sweetly, waving him off, "No, no, that's okay, Bell. Y'know, I think I'm gonna give it a go."

Bellamy nods, slightly concerned because he's seen that face before. That was the smile she did when she was about to win something or knew something he did that he didn't tell her. That was the face of victory and it made him shiver. "Alright."

Clarke nods back, her smile still apparent on her glowing face, "Alright." She grabs the cards with one hand, shuffling them so quickly none of them can see if their moving or not and the guys pull back their seats in amazement causing her to grin. "Let's get started."

Bellamy cracks his knuckles, leaning back in his chair and giving them all a wide grin from their defeated looks, "So, Rae owes $7.50, O, you owe $10, and Clarke, you owe fifteen big ones."

"Alright, here's my $7.50," Raven says handing them the money and looks over her shoulder to Jasper who's already collected it. "But I think you should know that this money is cursed."

Jasper looks up from his money, eyes wide, "Wait, what?"

Raven smirks, "Oh, I cursed it. So now bad things will happen to he who spends it."

Jasper shoves it at Monty who pushes it back at him, "I don't want the cursed money!" They say in unison.

Bellamy rolls up a newspaper, hitting both of them in the head and when they both exclaim his name does Bellamy sigh, rubbing his temples. "Jas you had it first so your cursed. Leave Monty alone. You shouldn't make other people cursed just because your cursed. That's just not good manors."

Jasper hung his head, lip jutting out and laid on the couch as he cried about having cursed money. Bellamy rolled his eyes, looking to Raven to see if she was content with making him cry but by the grin on her face she'd probably say yes. He turned over to Clarke with a smile, "Well, that just leaves the big Griffin poker machine, who owes fifteen..." He extends his hand, waiting for the money she is pulling out of her purse.

She scoffs, "Could you be any smugger?"

He raises an eyebrow, "Do you really wanna-"

"Your right. Never mind." She dismisses, "How did you even know I was bluffing? I was so good!"

"You can never fool me, Griffin." Bellamy smiled and maybe he shouldn't have said that because now they can't stop staring at each other and the real truth is, neither could he. But they continue to stare at each other, unable to even speak because of the intensity in each other's gaze. She cleared her throat, opening up his hand slowly and dropped her money on top of his hand and frowned.

He stepped back, finally able to do something to his body and right when he did, she snapped back into place and scoffed, "So typical. Ooo, I'm a man. Ooo, I have a penis. Ooo, I have to win money to exert my power over women."

Octavia laughed, pointing at them angrily and you could see the vengeance in her eyes which made all the boys take a step back. "You know what? This is not over. We will play you again, and we will win, and you will lose, and you will beg, and we will laugh, and we will take every last dime you have, and you will hate yourselves forever."

Clarke put her arm around the girl, telling her to take deep breathes and looked back up at them, "Even though Tav kinda stepped on my point there we are still gonna be back."

Octavia was explaining their loss, malice still in her voice as she did and Iris shook her head, "I can't believe you lost. How much did they take from you?"

"About 30 bucks." Clarke stated.

"You know what I am gonna do? I'm gonna give you that money back." Iris said, reaching into her pocket to pull out some money.

"Really?" The girls gasped.

Iris slammed her hands down on the table which caused all of them to flinch. "No, I'm bluffing! You guys haven't learned CRAP! Now hand me the cards!"

Raven reaches over to grab the cards only to stop, turning over to Iris to get her approval. Iris rolls her eyes, "Yes."

"So, you gals wanna hand over your money now? That way, we don't have to go through the formality of actually playing." Bellamy says, his usual cocky self as he leans back in his chair with his arms folded behind his head.

Clarke smiles, "Ooooh, that's fine. We'll see who has the last laugh there, mythology boy."

"Hey!" Octavia gasped, rubbing her arm like she just got punched and sat down. "I like mythology too."

Raven kept holding out her card, waving it in front of her face, "Hey you guys, look, the one-eyed jack follows me wherever I go." They all look at her and she nods, sitting back down. "Right, sorry, serious poker."

Bellamy gets up from the table and Octavia blinks, "Excuse me, where are you going?"

Bellamy raises an eyebrow, turning towards his competitive little sister and folded his arms across his chest. "To the bathroom."

"Do you want to go to the bathroom, or do you wanna play poker?" She asked.

"I want to go to the bathroom." He says, leaving to go in their bathroom.

Jasper gets up walking to go get the phone, "Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza."

Clarke puts her hands on top of his, grinning sheepishly at him as she grabs the phone so he wont take it. "Oh no-no-no-no-no, I'm still waiting to hear from that job and the store closes at nine, so you can eat then."

Jasper sighs, going back to his seat beside Raven as he pulls out a Tic-Tac. "I'll just have this to hold me over."

Clarke deals the cards, handing it out to everyone and when Octavia looks at her pair, her face shimmers and she grins, "Yes!" She exclaims making everyone look at her, "Or no." She tries to cover.

Bellamy comes out of the bathroom, "Your money's mine, Griffin."

"Your fly is open, Blake." He looks down to check and zips it up, both of them sticking out their tongues at each other.

Raven sighs, throwing her cards in, "I'm out."

"I'm in." Clarke says.

Octavia nods, "Yeah, me too."

"Me too." Jasper says, "Alright, whattaya got."

"I gotta flush." Bellamy says, laying down his cards and Clarke gasped.

"Oh my god! I got four sixes!" She lays down her cards, standing up and jumping up and down as she exclaimed, "I won! I actually won! Oh my God! I beat Bellamy Blake! Ha! Y'know what?" She sits back down, collecting all the chips and grins at him, "I think I'm gonna make a little Bell pile." She holds up a chip for him to see. "I think that one was Bellamy's, and I think—oh—that one was Bellamy's. Yes!" She starts singing, following him to the fridge as she sings, "Well, I have got your money, and you'll never see it..."

Bellamy rolls his eyes, opening his beer and leaning on the fridge as he watches her sing and squeal and dance. He tries to hide his smile over his beer and she grins, "And your fly's still open..." She says in a sing-song voice. He looks down and she laughs, pointing at him and wiggling her butt as she makes fun of him. "Ha, I made you look..."

She shakes her hips, throwing her hands up in the air as she dances and twirls and he should be angry. He should want to beat her but right now all he can think about is that kiss in the coffee shop and how much he wants to do it again.

Clarke grins at her cards, "I couldn't be inner. Octavia?"

Octavia looks skeptically at her cards and Raven raises an eyebrow, "Tav, in or out?"

She slams down her cards and growls, "I hate this game!"

Bellamy grabs the plate that's near her, handing it over to Monty who slides it under the table.

Raven looks over to Bellamy who seems to be consoling his sister by letting her head rest on his shoulder. "Bellamy?"

"Oh, I am very in."

"Monty?" Raven asks.

"Couldn't be more out." Monty throws in his cards along with Jasper by his defeated look is obviously out.

"Me too." Raven says, throwing in her cards and turns to Clarke, "Clarke."

Clarke thinks about it, her lips pursing when she's making a difficult decision and nods, "Uh, I will see you... and I'll raise you." She throws her chip in the pot. "What you say... want to waste another buck?"

"No, not this time." He folds, getting up to grab another beer and some chips, "What'd you have?"

"I'm not telling." Clarke says, an apparent smile on her face as she collects the rest of the chips.

"Come on, show them to me." He tries looking over her shoulder but she scrambles up, putting them close to her chest so he won't see.

"No way!"

Bellamy rolls his eyes about to reach for it when she turns her back to him making him wrap his arms around her front, "Never!" She announces.

"Stop being such a baby. Lemme see." He lifts her up by his one hand, trying to reach for it with the other and she gasps, trying to wiggle out of his grip and kicks her feet which are now in the air. He twirls her around, changing her to be squeezed by his other arm and when he's about to grab it does she put her cards in her bra.

He puts her down, looking at her with all seriousness and he can see her cocky grin. "Clarke, do you really think I won't put my hand in there?" He asked genuinely, leaning down to whisper and she can feel his lips touch her ear. "I've done it before."

Her eyes widened, soon realizing that yes, he would in fact and screamed, running to go hide behind the couch only for him to grab her again. "Just let me see! Show them!"

"I'm sure Jasper's had dates like this." Monty muttered under his breath and the girls laughed. Jasper smacked his head with the rolled up newspaper.

"Guys, the game!" Octavia exclaimed, Bellamy looked up from the couch where he was over Clarke and still battling her to get the cards.

Clarke shoved him off, dashing to the table and took her seat. "Ha!"

Bellamy was about to open his mouth but the phone rang and Clarke answered it with her cocky grin, "Hel-lo, Clarke Griffin speaking." Her eyes widen, Bellamy can tell by her overly enthusiastic face that it's about the job. She walks into the kitchen, covering the phone with her hand so she can hear more clearly. "Hi, how are you? Uh-huh." Her face slowly crumbles, back slouching as she now tries to whisper, "No, I understand. Yeah. Oh, oh, come on, no, I'm fine. Don't be silly. Yeah... oh, but you know, if-if anything else opens up, plea—Hello? Hello?" Clarke hangs up the phone, taking her seat and looked back at her cards. "Where were we?"

"Clarke, stop it. We don't have to do this." Bellamy said, resting his hand on top of hers and she pursed her lips.

"I actually do. C'mon, please." She begged and while everyone nodded solemnly Bellamy kept staring. She looked up at him, giving him a look only he could read which was a clear stop thinking about that night and a stop pitying me. He looked down at his cards, shaking his head angrily at their mental conversation.

"Alright, check." Octavia says.

"Check." Jasper said.

"I'm in for fifty cents." Bellamy says, throwing it in.

"Call." Monty says.

"I'm in." Raven says.

Clarke nods, "I see your fifty cents... and I raise you... five dollars." She says, throwing it in.

Bellamy raises an eyebrow, "I thought, uh... it was a fifty cent limit."

"Well, I just lost my job and am now probably gonna have to work with my mom for most likely my whole life, and I'd like to raise the bet five bucks. Does anybody have a problem with that?" Clarke asks. Everyone ducks their head and folds, Bellamy looks at his cards to consider it.

"Loser?" Clarke asks.

Monty, Jasper, Octavia and Raven back their chairs away from their table, knowing full well they were on the verge of a war.

"I fold." He says, laying down his cards and getting up only for Clarke to catch his hand.

"Don't you dare try to be nice to me, Bellamy Blake. Don't you dare pity me, I know you have a good deck. I can tell on your face. What is this? Is this about last night? Is that why your acting different?' Clarke says, standing up to face him and making him hang his head so he can look anywhere but her.

"Not here, Clarke." Bellamy demands.

"Yes, here. If fighting in front of them makes you stop...being weird like this then we are going to fight right here."

"Oh, please! Don't act like I'm the only one!"

She looks up to him, holding his gaze and scoffed. "I thought that 'once the cards were dealt, I'm not a nice guy.' I mean, what, were you lying to me?" Bellamy shook his head, staring her clearly in the eyes and she titled her head to the side and whispered, "Please don't be nice to me. Not today."

Bellamy licked his bottom lip before letting her hand go, sitting down and throws his chips in. "I'm in."

"How many you want?" Clarke asks and he can see it in her eyes that she's grateful.

"One." Bellamy says and Clarke gives him a card.

"Dealer takes two." She says, dealing herself two cards. "What do you bet?"

Bellamy pushes his chips in, "Two dollars."

"OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty." She says, throwing hers in.

"I see your twenty, raise you twenty-five."

The gang looks amazed at their large pot, Raven considers making a bet out of it but from the fire that's around both of their auras if they heard they'd probably kill her. Octavia sighs, leaning her shoulder on Raven's and stares at her brother and best friend. They've always been like this with each other, always competitive and when they fought it was like they were covered in fire and no one could touch them other than the other person. It also seemed like no could put them out either.

"See your twenty-five...and...uh, Octavia, get my purse."

Octavia gets up, looking in her purse and leans over to her shoulder. "Uh, Clarke, you wasted it all on the last game."

"Okay, then give me your purse." Clarke says and Octavia hands her a seven dollar bill.

"Thank you." She says and Octavia smiles back, "I saw your twenty-five, and I raise you... seven."

"Teen!" Raven says, throwing in her ten-dollar bill.

Bellamy reaches into his pocket, looks in his wallet and pulls out two dollars. "Jas, I'm a little shy."

Jasper smiles, patting his shoulder reassuringly. "That's okay, Bell, you can ask me. What?"

Bellamy looks at Jasper, completely dumbfounded by his stupidity and turns over to Monty who nods and hands him a ten and Jasper, once catching on, throws in a five. "Thanks guys." He turns back to Clarke. "OK, I am calling your seventeen. What do you got?"

Clarke unfolds her cards and lays them down, biting her bottom lip nervously. "Full house."

Bellamy looks at her chewing her lip, sees the way she keeps gulping and staring at his cards. "You got me." He says, putting his cards face down.

Octavia squeals, Raven cheering right along side her and both pick Clarke up and drag her in the kitchen as they sing and pour wine. Celebrating so loud the landlord is probably gonna give them a hard time.

Jasper pats his back, "Ahhh, that's alright. Y'know, that's a tough hand to beat."

"I thought we had them!" Monty sighed.

Bellamy shrugs, leaning against the couch, "Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know." He looks up, seeing Clarke laugh and get smothered in hugs and kisses and all of them cheering as they pour the wine in their glasses. "But, uh... look how happy she is." He says and smiles fondly.

Monty and Jasper look at her, and then look back at him. Monty and Jasper share a knowing glance and dive to see what Bellamy had only for Bellamy to stop them, all of them scrambling around on the table as the girls gasp and watch in horror as they all fight on the table.

Octavia continues to draw a picture, all of them continuing to guess and studying her drawing that looks to be an airplane. "Airplane! Airport! Airport '75! Airport '77! Airport '79!" Bellamy exclaims.

The timer rings.

"Time's up."

Octavia shakes her head, pointing at her drawing and visibly upset. "Bye... bye... BIRDIE."

They all gasp, seeming to get it now and Raven raises an eyebrow, "That's a bird?"

Octavia glares, throwing the marker at her only for Clarke to catch it before it slams into her face. "My turn!" Clarke grins about to go stand up when they all pull her back down to sit.

"Sorry, Clarkey but your drawing skills aren't fair for the game." Raven says.

She pouts about to sit down, when Bellamy pushes her back up. "She's not left handed. You do it with your left hand it's fair game."

She jumps up, putting her right hand behind her back and goes up to the board. "Go." Monty says once the timer starts.

Clarke draws a well drawn bean, and looks over to Bellamy and points at it. "A bean! A bean!" Jasper answers but Clarke continues to stare at Bellamy and rolls her hand for them to proceed. The timers about to go out and Clarke taps on the bean frantically, continuing to stare at Bellamy.

Bellamy grins, "The Unbearable Likeness of Being!"

"Yes!" Clarke grins and the two stand up, wrapping each other in a hug and high five each other.

"Are you kidding me!?" Octavia growls, picking up a glass to take a drink, they all scream, ducking for cover and Bellamy tackles Clarke to the ground, worried that she might have thrown it. Octavia rolls her eyes, muttering something under her breath and flips them all off.

A/N: I'm so glad I got this posted, there is so much going on I was surprised I managed. Okay, as for my Teen Wolf fic that a lot of you have requested. I'm sort of getting it done but I wrote two fics of it. One is where Clarke is just getting introduced to the supernatural and the other is where she sort of knows the basics. Tell me which one you prefer. My skins fic, which I'm really having fun writing is almost done. I already got most of the chapters laid out, I'm just having a few struggles with some characters. Tell me in the reviews or message me which perspective you want for the first chapter; Octavia, Clarke, Bellamy, Monty, etc. And I'll try to lay it out nicely. Anyway, reviews are appreciated and have a good day! -Phantom4747