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Clarke sat up out of bed at seven. After stretching a bit she threw on her black sports bra with tights and headed to the gym. She ran on the treadmill for about thirty minutes before deciding to go check out the training room. To her surprise all of the team except for Octavia were watching Bellamy and Jasper spar. Which when Clarke came in Jasper was already on the ground. Bellamy smirked as he pulled Jasper up and off the mat.

" Alright my turn," Miller stated taking his stance on the mat. Miller moved forward slowly throwing a right hook. Bellamy dodged so Miller went for Bellamy's left side. This time Bellamy caught Miller's fist and twisted it behind his back.

"I'm done!" Miller shouted after trying to escape with no avail to which Bellamy released him.

" Who's next?" Bellamy taunted looking straight at Clarke but when no one said anything he continued " What about you Princess?"

" No, I'm gonna go take a shower just came in to check out the training room."

" Aw come on, don't be scared."

" I'm not scared Bellamy, I just don't want to."

" Whatever you say Princess, you just know you would lose."

" Ugh fine, but after this you'd better shut up." Clarke huffed stepping onto the mat.

" Whatever you say, your highness." Bellamy smirked. They circled each other a couple times before Bellamy made the first move. Clarke saw it coming and ducked sweeping his legs and knocking him down in the process. A collective silence fell on the team as Clarke walked over to him and said " I told you I wasn't scared." With that she smirked and left. She took her time in the shower letting the steam and hot water work out all of her soreness and tension. When she got out she put on some jeans and a grey racer back tank top. As she was heading to the kitchen Bellamy stopped her " Hey princess, where'd you learn that move?"

" My dad."

" I didn't know you could fight like that."

"There's a lot you don't know about me."

" Well just to let you know, next time we fight you won't be so lucky."

" Luck had nothing to do with it, listen is there anything else you want to talk about or can I go get some breakfast?"

" No,"

" Ok then." Clarke spun around leaving Bellamy standing there. Clarke pulled the oatmeal out of the cabinet and after warming it she put some fresh fruit and some almonds on top. Sitting down at the bar she started eating. A few minutes into her breakfast Bellamy made himself an omlet and sat down beside her.

The rest of the day the team just relaxed and messed around. Going from the games to the TV to the training room. At around twelve people starting going to bed. Clarke said goodnight to the team and headed of towards her room.

Clarke was almost to her door when she realized she left her phone in the kitchen. Sighing she turned around and walked back, but when she got close she heard someone playing Bethoven on the piano. Pushing the door open quietly she snuck in and grabbed her phone before peering around the corner. To her surprise it was Bellamy. The rest of the team had already gone.

" I know you are there, might as well just come out,"

" Sorry."

" Princess you gotta get better at sneaking around."

" I wasn't really trying, besides I didn't know you could play."

" You're not the only one with secrets."

" Well we are on the same team so maybe we should get to know each other better."

" What would you like to know?" Bellamy stated blandly turning to face her.

" I don't know,like what's your favorite color?"

" Really? My favorite color? What are we, kindergarteners?"

" Just answer the question." Clarke deadpanned

" Red, what your favorite color?"

" Grey."

" Grey? Who's favorite color is grey?"

" Hey, I didn't question your color choice!" Clarke defended putting her hands on hips.

" Whatever,"

" Ok so do you speak any other languages?"

" Uh yeah Spanish, French and german. How about you?" Bellamy asked as if this was the worst conversation he'd ever had.

" Eh yeah."

" Ok what languages?"

" Well English of course and then Spanish, French,Russian, German, 6 variations of Chinese ,and Italian."

" You've got to be kidding me, 11 languages?" Bellamy asked

" When I was growing up, my parents were always forcing me to learn a new Chinese wasn't hard to learn different variations.

" Still ridiculous."

" Anyways so this was a good talk but I'm going to bed."

" Ya sure, uh me too." Bellamy said standing up from the piano bench. They walked out into the hall together.

" Well goodnight Bellamy."

" Goodnight Princess." Bellamy smirked, just then the conference phone rang. They jogged to answer. The clicked answer and Kane popped up on the screen.

" Blake, Griffin sorry this is so late but we just received message that a terrorist group in India is planning an attack on the President. We need you to infiltrate the base and eliminate the threat."

" When do we leave?"

" In the morning."

" We will take care of it sir." Bellamy saluted before nodding respectively

"I'll make contact with you once you arrive in India. For now you are dismissed."

With that the screen went dark, leaving them to prepare for the upcoming mission.

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