Finals had come and gone, and Clarke was feeling great about them. She knew all the information, so it was not a shock when she received her A's on all the exams. She was proud of herself, and she knew her mother would be pleased.
She had spent Christmas with her mother and Marcus Kane. Abby's new lawyer boyfriend. Clarke at first had been disappointed, but soon she found that she rather liked Marcus. He was not like Abby's other flings of the past and for that Clarke was grateful.
"Clarke? Are you packing yet?" she heard her mother from the hallway. Clarke had been packing to travel to back New Haven, where Raven would be getting married. The wedding was set for the next day, which seemed almost too soon.
Raven had finally decided on a prestigious church and her wedding was going to be the event of the year. After all the planning, Clarke felt like it should be. She was relieved that the wedding was finally happening, but sad because it felt like everything was going to change.
Raven and her had been almost inseparable, since they had met. They were both so different, but yet always had a huge impact in each other's life. When her father has passed away Raven had stayed with her the entire Summer, just because Raven had wanted to be there for her.
"Yes mother, I am almost done." Clarke took a small look around her old childhood room. Trying not to let memories of the past bring her down. She walked out of the room and made her way down stairs. Clarke was going to be happy tomorrow for her best friend's sake.
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"Where the hell is the catering service?" Raven screamed out. Things had been running smoothly, that was until they had arrived at the church.
"Sweetheart! I told you they won't be here till one. It's only eleven-thirty. Calm down Reyes." Georgette's voice rang out. Raven had become a nervous wreck. Clarke could see her hands twitching back and forth, and the constant biting of her lip.
"Hey, you want to get out of here for a minute?" Clarke leaned over and whispered in Raven's ear. The brunette's hair was elegantly placed in an up do and her makeup made her look flawless.
Clarke could still the stress in her eyes and she was pleased when Raven stood to follow her. There was nowhere really to walk, so Clarke decided to walk down the hallway for a moment.
She led Raven into what seemed to be an empty classroom. She was surprised when Raven began to stutter out, "Clarke, I don't know if I can do this. I mean- I love Wick… Yes, I do- but… this is it. What if something happens? What if something goes wrong? I-" Clarke silenced the blabbing woman by placing her hands on her shoulders.
"Raven Reyes… you can do this, and you will do this. Wick is so in love with you and you are the perfect bride. This wedding is happening, dammit." Clarke's lips pulled up into a smile when she saw that her words had calmed Raven's nerves, even for the moment.
"Thanks Clarke. I really don't know what I would do with you." Clarke could feel the tears building up behind her eyes, but she held them back. She didn't want Raven worrying about her makeup and then becoming a chaotic mess again.
"I'll always be here, Reyes. Now cheer up. We have a wedding to get through and still have half my sanity left." Clarke chuckled as she pulled away from Raven. "I'm going to be married in a few hours… wow. Who would have thought I would be getting married?" Raven let out a loud laugh.
Clarke shook her head, "Not me, that's for sure. Let's go get you ready Cinderella."
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Bellamy hated weddings. He never understood why anyone would take vows to be with another person for the rest of their lives, when most of the time they would end up divorcing. For him marriage was just a waste of time and money.
"Hey Bell. You ready?" Bellamy straightened the tie on his old wrinkled suit and walked out of the small bedroom. Octavia had been waiting for him, still glued to her phone. "Do you ever get off that damn thing?" Bellamy muttered picking up his watch and placing it on his wrist.
Octavia looked up as she finished typing, "Sorry… I just have a lot going on right now." Bellamy didn't question his concerns, but shook his head in annoyance. Octavia and her boy troubles was something that he didn't wish to talk about.
"Come on O, we got to go. This thing starts at four." They both hurried out the door, and into the taxi that had called beforehand. When they stepped out and stood in front of the Church, both of them took a moment to take in the surroundings.
"Damn Bell! Who the hell is Wick marrying? The Queen?" Octavia screeched. Bellamy was shocked too. He knew Wick didn't have a lot of money, and he never would have expected this.
"I don't know… whoever she is, she must be rich... Lucky bastard." Bellamy and Octavia grinned at each other. They had both grown up not poor, but certainly not with money. They had been blessed with the clothes on their backs up until they had moved in with their aunt. That had been after their mother had died.
"We don't want to be late, let's go." Octavia firmly stated. Bellamy watched as she fixed her dress, fluffed her hair, and marched up the steps like she owned the place.
He let out a low laugh as his clumsy sister almost tripped in her heels and headed up after her.
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Bellamy and Octavia had decided to take a seat in the back. They really didn't have a choice. The church was almost completely full.
"I didn't think it was going to be so… extravagant." Bellamy whispered. The Church was decorated with different sorts of blue hues in ribbons and candles. The seats were even matched. Whoever had planned this wedding had really out done themselves.
Bellamy noticed Wick and four men up at the altar. He had never seen Wick look so nervous, but before he could let out a laugh the lights dimmed slightly and soft music began playing.
He watched as a few attractive women, which he assumed where Bridesmaids passed by. They made their way up to the altar and placed themselves in their designated spot. When the fourth woman, the Maid of Honor appeared his eyes narrowed.
He had seen that woman before, he just couldn't place where. Bellamy watched her walk slowly, her long straight blonde hair falling down her back. The dress was suited for her and clearly made her stand out.
"Bell- You're staring a little hard." Bellamy flinched at Octavia whispering in his ear and took his eyes away from the blonde woman. He didn't even realize that everyone was starting to stand.
The bride was beautiful. She had dark hair and a slim figure. The dress was also classy and exquisite. Everyone around him gasped when they saw her. Bellamy had to give it to Wick. The man had picked himself a winner.
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Clarke had tried to hold back her tears, but when she heard Raven say her 'I do', the tears had burst through. She was so happy for both Raven and Wick. She had not seen or even been apart of such a more beautiful wedding.
Everything had been perfect. Even when Wick had fumbled out the words the Priest had told him to recite. Raven had laughed which in return made everyone else laugh.
The kiss had been the best part. Raven had kissed Wick like her life had depended on it, and to say the least her parents were not that comfortable with it. If only they had really known their daughter.
After they had walked down the aisle hands held together, everyone had clapped. Clarke gave a huge sigh. When they exited everyone stood to follow. "Hey Clarke- it's time to go to the Ark, right?" She looked up at the red headed woman, she believed to be one of Raven's cousins.
The two other bridesmaids were behind the red head, waiting for Clarke to say something. Clarke didn't want to the bride maids to think she didn't remember, but she had forgotten all of their names. "Yeah- Um- there should be limos buses outside waiting for us." The girl threw her a grin, and the trio headed off leaving Clarke behind.
Letting out a sigh of relief Clarke sat down in a pew in the very back. She had just wanted to sit down for a moment to collect her thoughts. Raven was a married woman now and Clarke was happy for her. Clarke was contemplating when her own wedding would arrive. The thought of marrying Finn was devastating to her.
She would not marry him for love. She would only marry for money, simply because that is what her father had wanted. Clarke knew it was going to happen, but it still didn't take the hurt away knowing that she would never get to make her own decision.
So lost in her own thoughts, she didn't even realize someone was talking to her. "Hi there… you ok?" Clarke looked up at a pretty brunette girl, with soft eyes. The girl gave her a kind smile and waited for her to respond.
"Oh- Yeah, I'm sorry. Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." Clarke brushed her hair back over her shoulder. Raven had demanded she straighten it. Even though it bothered her, she had done it. The pretty brunette woman gave her a warm smile, "You just looked like someone kick your puppy or something. You're the Maid of Honor right?"
Clarke let out a small laugh, "That would be me. Clarke Griffin." She held out her hand and the girl shook it gently. "Name is Octavia Blake, it's nice to meet you."
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Bellamy was waiting outside the church for Octavia. She had to run to the restroom, to groom herself. Typical Octavia. He looked around at everyone getting into the what he could only assume was limos, leading to the wedding reception.
He puffed on his cigarette, his annoyance getting higher the longer Octavia stayed in the church. When he saw the doors open he blew out the smoke and threw the cigarette down, crushing it beneath his shoe.
"Bellamy!" He turned to face Octavia, but was surprised by the blonde following behind her. He nervously ran his fingers through his hair and made his way to them.
They came down the steps at a slow speed, chatting with each other. Octavia had noticed him, but the blonde was too focused on talking with his sister. When he stepped up closer, it dawned on him who the woman was.
She was the one who had cracked his phone. "Bellamy, this is my new friend Clarke- Clarke this is my brother Bellamy." Octavia cheerfully introduced her new friend.
When the blonde's eyes met his, he could see the confusion behind them. Just like the last time they had met. "Do I know you from-" The blonde didn't finish what she was going to say, due to his interrupting "No I don't think we have met before."
She didn't say anything in return, the confusion still lingering in her eyes. They stared at each for a moment. Bellamy gave her a sly grin and the blonde- Clarke's eye narrowed at him. Octavia's eyes were darting back and forth between the two. The silence was becoming incredibly awkward.
"Ok… so are we going to go or not?" Octavia questioned. Bellamy coughed, trying to advert his attention somewhere else rather than on the blonde woman in front of him, "Lead the way ladies."
Bellamy watched the blonde entwine her arm with Octavia's and leave him behind. He ran his finger through his messy hair and trailed behind them. He thought that Clarke would have remembered him, but it seemed like fate had other plans.
This had by far been the most interesting wedding he had ever been to.