Hey guys! Chapter four is up.
Anyone who wants to know what Fox says in French, I have the translation here:
Je me demande ce bon goût? = I wonder what tastes good?
Vous goûtez le meilleur, Bellamy. = You taste the best, Bellamy.
Also Terra Tassoni is the name I gave to the blonde girl that Bellamy had a threesome with in the show.
Disclaimer: I don't own The 100, John Tucker Must Die, The Ugly Truth, or the characters, plot devices, and rights from any of these. I'm sure if you read about anything super nice and fancy or something that costs a lot of money, I don't own it either. I'm broke as fuck.
High School Story: The 100 Epic
Chapter 4: Legendary Blake
"Legends die hard. They survive as truth rarely does."
- Helen Hayes
Ark County: Ark High Gymnasium- California, U.S.A
Friday, November 7th, 2014
6:52 P.M.
3rd POV
BELLAMY BLAKE MUST DIE
With just about thirty seconds left to go, Clarke feels her panties getting into a twist.
"Let's go, Bellamy! Kill the Bobcats!" A girl carrying a sign drops it in order to cheer for the boy with the ball. She's up, out of her seat, her green eyes scream with life at the adrenaline from the game. She turns to see her friends stare at her strangely, as if she said something taboo.
"Terra..." The girl calms herself down and returns to her seat.
"Not actual bobcats, of course," the blonde girl manages, feeling a bit flustered at the looks her friends are giving her. "They're endangered."
Traveling down the court with ease is player number one, Bellamy Blake. He twists around a defender, jumps up, and takes the shot.
The buzzer sounds. The game's over.
Swish.
Bellamy makes the shot. The crowd goes wild. Clarke stands and cheers with the rest of the group. Players on the team jump on top of Bellamy in excitement for the victory. They chest bump him, high five him, lift him up and carry him off the court and onto the sidelines. The cheerleaders get up, ready to dance and jump for their hero but a girl with a microphone runs into one of them. The two give each other a death glare before walking away from one another.
Clarke watches as the girl with the microphone walks over to the boy's basketball team, who are all in a huddle with Coach Talley. A cameraman walks in front of her and she flashes a pretty smile towards him. With a flip of her short auburn hair, she begins to speak.
"It's Fox Michaelson, and you're watching the first game victory of the Floaters." Bellamy jogs up to her, placing his left arm around her shoulders. He faces the camera with a charming smile.
"Hey! Bellamy Blake here," The dark-haired boy gives a wink. The redhead's face flushes, her dark eyes sparkle. "I'm sure you already knew that."
"I'm also known as Blake, Bell, BB." The floater mascot, a two headed deer (Clarke isn't really too sure on how that works, she just doesn't question it), comes up behind the two.
"Hey BB!" Bellamy's smile widens as he high fives the boy.
"Sup Jasper." Bellamy turns back to the cameraman, pointing into the lens. "You can call me El Capitan."
"Hey Bellamy," the auburn girl began. "About tonight, are w-"
"Come on Bellamy! The cheerleaders are starting their dance!"
Bellamy's eyes brighten and he lets go of the tall girl next to him. He heads off with the rest of the boys. The redhead frowns in disappointment and follows him to catch the cheerleaders on film.
A tall, skinny brunette cradles in the air before she is caught in the arms of the bases and the third. Her feet grace the ground and she shakes her hips to the front of the crowd. The brunette stops, turns her head, and sends a flirty wink Bellamy's way. As the crowd cheers her on, she and the other cheerleaders around her dance.
"So hott!"
"Shake it ladies!"
"Perfect body Roma!"
The brunette smirks at the voices. Her toned stomach flexes as her hips roll. She cartwheels in a direction leading her farther back, allowing another cartwheeling brunette to take her place. This one is much shorter than the other girl, and her face appears younger. Despite this, she is also much more beautiful than the first and her olive eyes shine with joy as she dances for the crowd. Her long ponytail, tied with a red ribbon, swings as she does a backflip and lands on her feet. Her fists stretch out in V Formation and she gives a bright smile.
"Amazing Octavia!"
"You're gorgeous baby!"
Clarke can see Bellamy's frown as the second brunette brings down her fists to her hips. She does another cartwheel perfectly before kneeling down on her left knee. The first brunette struts up behind the second one, her light brown eyes demanding attention. Both brunettes go into V Formation, the first brunette fitting exactly in between the second's out stretched arms.
"Go Floaters!"
The crowd roars at the end of the routine. Clarke claps hard as she notices the second brunette's large smile. That girl seems to genuinely enjoy cheering, and that only makes Clarke want to clap louder for her stellar performance. This game is a lot more exciting than she first thought it would be. Clarke has never been to a basketball game before. She supposes it isn't as long as she thought it would be as well. Checking her watch, Clarke almost has a heart attack.
7:10?
Clarke rushes down from the bleachers, hurrying towards the gymnasium doors. Once outside, she rushes onto her bike and starts to pedal away. Clarke sighs in frustration as she hears the music coming from behind her.
There is no time to celebrate when work needs to be done.
...
Ark County: Sunset Café- California, U.S.A
Friday, November 7th, 2014
7:29 P.M.
3rd POV
BELLAMY BLAKE MUST DIE
Clarke rushes into the building ahead of her. In the middle of a split, she turns right, punches in her card, and goes straight through metal doors and into the back. Clarke checks her watch and breathes a sigh of relief.
7:30 on the dot. She isn't late.
Clarke silently curses her mother for the moving they often do. When it comes to renting a home (Abby hasn't bought a house since Clarke's father has died), the first month is always the hardest. Sometimes Clarke's mother can't find a place to work for weeks. It's for this reason that Clarke is now working as a waitress at the Sunset Café, a cute little restaurant fifteen minutes away from school.
She finds that any amount helps.
Clarke heads to the female locker rooms. She opens her locker, number sixty-nine, and grabs her white button down shirt. Clarke yanks off her grey jacket, pulls her blue tank top over her head, and tosses both into the metal chamber in front of her. After closing her locker, she slips her arms through the button down. Lily, another waitress working here, calls to her.
"New girl," she says with a throaty voice. Clarke wonders if she had been crying. "Get table six."
"Wait, Lily, I'm still getting dre-" Clarke stops herself in mid-sentence, the blonde girl has already left.
Clarke sighs as she finishes buttoning her shirt. She exits the locker room in a hurry. Clarke takes a black apron from one of the hooks and ties it around herself. Grabbing a notepad and a pen, Clarke heads out the metal doors and stops in her tracks.
Oh my goodness.
Right there, at table six, is none other than Bellamy Blake.
Bellamy Blake is the man, there's no denying it. He's the most popular guy in high school. He's both the captain and the star player of the basketball team, his family is loaded, he's got the second highest GPA in the school, and he looks like mix of an Abercrombie model and a God.
And he's sitting at the table that Clarke is suppose to wait on.
There he is, the king of high school. Just sitting there, dressed in a navy blue sweater, looking through the menu and trying to figure out what he wants. His brow is curved in focus, like he's thinking through something in his head. He looks gorgeous when he's concentrating.
Clarke wants to smack herself. Taking in deep breaths, she demands herself to not be blown away by the boy in front of her. Clarke Griffin had been a waitress in previous jobs, and there have been plenty of cute guys that she had to serve there as well. None that look like Bellamy Blake, but that's besides the point. Clarke tightens her ponytail and picks what seems to be some lint off her apron. She will not allow herself to lose control. Clarke feels Bellamy's eyes following her figure as she turns toward him. She gives him a welcoming smile and he returns one.
"Hi."
"Yes." Clarke frowns as heat crosses her cheeks and the back of her neck. She lost it. "I mean, no... I-I mean y-"
"I'm not ready to order yet." Bellamy chuckles at her. "Thanks though."
Clarke curtsies at him before she walks away. When no longer facing him, she hides her face in embarrassment. Did she really just curtsy?
So much for control.
"That was...Cute."
Clarke feels her face flush even more as she hears Bellamy's mumble. Bellamy Blake thinks she's cute. THE Bellamy Blake thinks that Clarke Griffin, the ultimate nobody, is cute. That or he thinks she sucks at waiting tables and is just being nice. Clarke grabs some dirty dishes Lily left, and walks through the metal door again. She drops them in the sink and feels herself pick up as Larry, a chef, thanks her. She'll wait on Bellamy's table better this time around. Clarke walks out the door, more confident than ever.
Her heart stops.
There Bellamy Blake sits with the beautiful Fox Michaelson by his side.
Clarke hits her head for her stupidity. She should have known he already has a girlfriend. Look at him. Clarke stares at Fox with some admiration. If there is anyone you can consider an overachiever, it's Fox Michaelson. She has the third highest GPA within the entire school, runs Ark Watch, the school television station, the Honor Society, Junior Achievers, 4-H Club, Future Filmmakers of America, Big Sisters, Charity Bakery, Equality For The Genders: Ark High Branch, Self-Defense For Women, and Adopt-A-Shut-In.
"I've decided to write a children's book."
And she's writing a children's book! With all the clubs, fundraisers, and charities she runs, Fox is well known throughout Ark County. Not only that but Fox is gorgeous. Her clothes are modest while still showing off her figure nicely and they give her dark eyes a sort of shine. This girl is the prime example of someone to take home to meet the parents.
"Je me demande ce bon goût?" Bellamy moves his chair closer to Fox, who's too focused on the menu to notice. Bellamy gives her an award-winning smirk.
"You are so sexy when you speak French." Fox kisses him softly, short and sweet. She looks him in his eyes.
"Vous goûtez le meilleur, Bellamy." The two start exchanging messy kisses, entering into a full make out war.
"Uh..." Clarke starts, feeling her blush returning. As someone who's in French 5 Honors and has never kissed a boy, this is beyond awkward. "Do you guys need another minute?"
Ark County: Sunset Café- California, U.S.A
Saturday, November 8th, 2014
8:45 P.M.
3rd POV
BELLAMY BLAKE MUST DIE
"New girl! Get table six!" Clarke denies the temptation to ask if Lily has a cold. Her voice is all throaty again.
"Clarke," she says to Lily, dropping all the dirty dishes she has into the soapy water. "I have been working here for a week."
"Who's Clarke?" Clarke groans in frustration. She grabs her notepad and pen and walks out the metal doors once more.
Another one?
There is Bellamy Blake, sucking faces with Roma Smith, Ark High's head cheerleader. Clarke isn't too shocked about this though, it's more about the fact that Bellamy Blake has TWO girlfriends. That's what's giving her a heart attack. She shakes her head, Clarke doesn't know that. Maybe he broke up with Fox yesterday because he figures he's a better match for Roma. Clarke can see that happening. Isn't it always in the movies where the hott head cheerleader and the gorgeous captain of whatever sport the guy plays get together, or hook up or something? At least once?
It makes enough sense.
Clarke walks towards them.
"And Molly is still complaining about not being on top of the pyramid!"
"Again?! What's her problem?" Roma can only shake her head.
"I told her, 'Look bitch, you have to wait your goddamn turn.'"
"Hello," Clarke manages calmly. "What would you like to order?"
Roma takes her menu and tries to look through it but Bellamy snatches it from her hands. Instead he gives Clarke both menus.
"Two green salads, dressing on the side," he states confidently. Clarke writes down his every word. "Salmon for her, lobster for me."
"I love that you just did that." Bellamy slides his chair closer.
"I love doing that." Roma gives him a flirty smile before they start to make out again. Clarke looks at them both like their crazy. This has got to be the worst flirting she's ever heard. And this is coming from her. She really can't believe that this is their foreplay.
"And," Bellamy manages between kisses. "No need to rush in between courses."
Clarke can feel her dinner moving around in her stomach. She begins to walk away from the two feeling utterly revolted.
No need to worry about that, asshole.
"You look so hott in that top. I bet you'll look even hotter without it."
And queue the throw up.
Ark County: Sunset Café- California, U.S.A
Sunday, November 9th, 2014
10:15 P.M.
3rd POV
BELLAMY BLAKE MUST DIE
"Table six!" Lily lets out a howl.
Clarke runs to her, already knowing who she's expecting. Lily is balling like crazy, tears streaming down her face. Her make up, usually well done, smudged and blurred by the falling drops in her eyes.
"Oh my gosh." Clarke attempts to calm Lily down. "What happened?"
"Nothing. Just... Just get table six."
Clarke only nods, hurrying away from the sobbing girl. She only has fifteen minutes left of her shift, so she has no time to waste if she wants to get a tip. As she exits the metal doors, she hears Lily hacking in between her coughs. Clarke wonders what's up with her? What could have possibly upset Lily that much?
"Hope they have good vegetarian, baby. I've never been here before."
What in the actual fuck?!
Three girlfriends? THREE?! That's just not right. Clarke will not be fooled this time. There is no way Bellamy broke up with Roma after the "first" date they had. Bellamy is playing all of these girls.
"Veal?!" Bellamy yells out in anger. "I'm sorry Terra, we can leave." The handsome boy jumps out of his seat in rage and grabs his date's hand. "If I wanted to torture poor baby animals, I'd go to a medical lab!"
Clarke scoffs at the idiot. He knows that all the staff saw him eating worse in this place. From the looks of it, he's out with the Terra Tassoni, one of the leaders of the vegan activist movement. Terra speaks softly towards Bellamy, hoping to calm him down. Clarke isn't trying to be rude but all the vegan activists in this school seem to be... Skanks.
"You know," Terra says, tucking a lock of her long blonde hair behind her ears. "I'd eat meat for you." Terra moves her chair closer to Bellamy's and whispers in his ear. "I'll eat ANYTHING you want me too."
Clarke's eyes widen. She'd imagine someone like Terra could do a better job whispering. Clarke, hearing a sound behind her, turns from the couple making out and sees Lily. The girl seems to have calmed herself quite a bit. She stares obsessively towards Bellamy and Terra though, with a look of hatred.
"Hey Lily, I was wondering," Clarke began, trying to wipe that desperate and vicious look off Lily's face. "All these girls seem pretty confident in themselves, so how don't they know that Bellamy's cheating on all of them?"
"He goes out with girls from different cliques so that they never actually talk to each other," Lily snorts in a know-it-all kind of way. "Then he tells them that his father won't let him date during basketball season so they'll have to keep it a secret."
"How can he get away with it though?"
"What can anyone do," Lily manages. "Bellamy Blake is a legend. Girls want him. Guys want to be him. Parents want him as their kid. And that's why nobody wants to rat him out for being a manwhore."
"How do you know all of this info?" Lily starts to cry again. Her tears stream more heavily now than before.
"Just a lucky guess." She runs back behind the safety of the metal doors.
Okay. So it's official.
Bellamy Blake is a douchebag.
"Waiter!"
Clarke stares back at the two who have finished their face sucking session for now. She can feel a frown form on her own face at the idea of actually having to wait on their table. As she walks towards them, Bellamy and Terra begin to kiss again. Clarke grimaces as it appears that Bellamy is so hungry that he got tired of waiting for a waiter and instead will trying to eat Terra's face for dinner.
"What would you guys like?"
Clarke can't wait till she can quit this job.
Summary for next chapter:
ACROSS ENEMY LINES
Chapter 5: Heated
Octavia Blake feels something warm in her belly. Is this what it means to be loved?
Thanks for reading.