Authors Note: Okay, so this is where i plan for the story to actually get interesting, so get ready, and thanks for staying with me this long...
III.
The counselors had an hour or so to unpack in their cabins before the campers (minus Octavia) showed up at the meeting spot where the trail let out, waiting for their counselors to collect them and bring them to their cabin for the summer.
Clarke wandered into her assigned cabin, where she'd be sleeping; the small wooden room had two cots pushed up against the right and left wall with a screen window along the back. Looking around she dropped her huge duffle bad on the left bed before quivering at the squeaking sound it made and swapping over the bed on the right. Quickly she unfolded her sleeping bag and pillow onto the cot, and shoved her duffle under the bed, she could get comfy later.
She was startled by the sound of a thud behind her, quickly turning she found her new roommate, exhausted with the weight of her bag. "Monroe!" Squealed Clarke. Monroe had been one of Clarke's closest friends and had some major hair braiding skill, not to mention was great at keeping secrets, which is always good, especially at a summer camp.
"Clarke!" She happily smiled back, "I'd hug you but my arms are like jelly after carrying my bag," She laughed, gesturing to her bag that had made quite the sound when it dropped in the cabin upon her arrival.
"Here, let me help," Clarke said, taking Monroe's bag from the floor but instantly dropping it, making yet another loud thud. "What the hell is in here!?" She asked, clearly not okay with taking a pounding from bag.
Suddenly a very distressed Bellamy whirled in through the door. "Whoa, I heard a loud noise, what happened?" He said, scanning the small cabin, spotting Clarke sitting defeated on the ground and Monroe lying face down on her cot.
"The bag…" Mumbles Monroe, her words muffled by the mattress.
Glancing down at the bag that rendered some of the most stubborn girls he knew defenseless, and let out a small laugh. Reaching down he picks up the bag, single handedly moving it to beside Monroe's bed.
Clarke catches herself starring at him, his toned arms shown off by his lifeguard shirt that had been cut down the sides, exposing off a glimpse of his abs as he carried Monroe's bag over to her bed.
Drawing her eyes away a second too late as she meets Monroe's smirking glance, a wicked smile forming on her lips. Quickly she closes her mouth that she realized had been gaping open in Bellamy's direction.
Placing the bag on the ground, he turned to walk out of the cabin, "Oh, the counselor t-shirts are in," he said, reaching out of the cabin and rummaging through box then throwing two shirts into the cabin, one landing on Monroe's who was tiredly sitting up giving Clarke an amused look, the other was caught by Clarke, "We got names on the sleeves," He continued, letting an amused grin form on his lips.
Clarke held the shirt out in front of her to read the name on the sleeve. Princess. Some things never change. She thought."And what does yours say? Jackass?" Clarke shot at him, sticking her tongue out.
"Ouch, princess, play nice." He laughed.
"Aw common, mine doesn't have some cute couple nickname." Giggled Monroe, slowly regaining her energy.
"Oh Monroe, you know Clarke has a special place in my heart," He said mockingly holding both hand over his heart.
"You're such an ass," Clarke half laughed, throwing her pillow to where he stood in the doorway.
"I may be, but I am also Head-Counselor, making me, your boss." He replied catching and throwing her pillow back at her. One of his famous smirks on his face. "Lets go ladies, the campers are coming." He called walking out of the cabin.
After letting a few seconds pass after he left, Monroe shot Clarke a quizzical look, raising an eyebrow, and a smirk growing on her lips. "I saw that stare." She laughed.
"What? I'm allowed to… observe…"Clarke responded before breaking out into laughter with Monroe. "You just have to get past his ego, self-righteous personality and unwavering ability to get my in trouble," she laughed out, before sitting up off the floor and heading to the meeting spot to meet the campers with Monroe.