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HERES A LITTLE REVIEW:

-Welcome to Camp Centaire, camp rivals with Groundfield Camp, who face off at the end of each summer in a capture the flag game.

-The Grounders attacked Centaire in a paintball war, Centaire won due to Bellamy and Clarke's killer coordination (Clarke is stellar at planing attacks).

-As punnishment for basically defending the camp in said paint-war (idk guys, it was a good idea at the time) Jaha assigned them to be the councelors on the little kid's overnight camping trip.

-Bellamy and Clarke have this whole, 'I hate you, but you're my best friend ( + sexual tension)' thing going on.

-Monroe may have also started a rumour that Bellamy and Clarke are a thing to get Finn to back off... (thats not going to go well)

-In the last chapter the whole crew just had a little campfire, that i think its the cutest thing, so you should read it (It was very, Bellarke-ish)

ALRIGHT...

CHAPTER 13

Bellamy and Clarke walked through the dark camp on their way to the kid's cabins.

Bellamy, used one of his hands to rub his right shoulder squinting at the pain he wasn't expecting. "Ahh, I really messed up my shoulder," He groaned.

Clarke let out a small laugh, "That'll happen when you fall off a roof!" She teased.

"Thanks for your professional opinion, Dr. Griffin," He retorted, his ever present smirk gracing his face.

"Doctor?" She laughed, "I'm not even pre-med yet."

"Good, that means you still know how to have fun," He paused, "That is unless, you'd rather be old and boring?" He raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"I can be fun!" She challenged. As they both stopped walking.

"Oh, trust me Princess, I know you're fun. I've known you were fun, since we were little and we got in shit for dropping water balloons off the top of the mess hall, and I know you're still fun because there's blue paint behind your ear." He said poking at her ear laughing, as she slapped his hand away.

"Those almost sound like compliments, Bell? What are you after?" She said smiling.

"I can't have my co-leader, hating me. Especially since Jaha stuck us with the kiddie overnight trip."

"Oh, yeah." Clarke groaned. "I almost forgot about that. But thanks for reminding me." She grumbled sarcastically.

"How could you possibly forget," Bellamy laughed. "A full 24 hour camping trip with the kiddie cabins, and not to mention, yours truly." He grinned.

Clarke groaned again, "You're making this sound better and better." She chuckled, still trying to rub away the paint behind her ear.

"Look at you, you still have paint everywhere!" He laughed, moving her hair revealing more blue paint. A smile grew over his face. "Come on, I have an idea." Bellamy said as he grabbed her hand and started leading her somewhere.

He stopped pulling her along as they reached the swim docks.

"Ohhh no" Clarke said. Shaking her head. Bellamy Blake can convince me to do most things, but not this.

"Ohhh yes" Bellamy mimicked. Before he picked her up over his shoulder and started carrying her down the dock, towards the deep end.

"Bellamy!" She called, trying to yell at him and keep a straight face, but ultimately failing and breaking down into laughter. "Wait! Wait!" She finally managed to say between laughs.

Bellamy paused. "I don't want to get my clothes wet." Whispered, triggering his heart to skip a beat.

"Oh, Princess, you are fun." He teased slyly, putting her down, his heart pounding a million miles per second.

As soon as her feet were secure on the dock she reached out and pushed Bellamy into the water, making a huge splash. Clarke broke down into hysterical laughter at his expression when he stood up out of the waist deep water, his face painted with shock and hilarity.

"Oh you're going to pay for that Princess!" He laughed out, splashing water onto her until she was soaked.

"I give up! I give up!" Clarke laughed as Bellamy splashed her with more and more water.

Letting up on the water, he reached up his hand, "Help me out," He said. Clarke eyed his hand suspiciously, knowing the trap she was about to fall head first into.

Knowing her immanent doom, she reached down to grab his hand and Bellamy quickly pulled her into the water.

"Bellamy Blake, you are so dead." She challenged, a small smile working at the corner of her mouth.

Bellamy paused to take in her now drenched figure. She was beautiful. There was no doubt, the way the water made her clothes stick to her body, and the way her drenched hair reflected the moon, she was something else entirely.

Clarke caught his stare, and quickly looked away flushed, "Common," She said, shaking herself off from his gaze, "I have to go check on my kids and you promised to walk me." She smiled lightly before pulling herself onto the dock.

The walk to Clarke's kids cabin was quiet, a few jabs, Bellamy shaking his wet hair onto Clarke, Clarke shrieking like a camper, nothing unusual.

The two now stood in front of Clarke's cabin, Clarke stood on the small porch, making her tall enough to see eye to eye with Bellamy.

"Thank you for walking me." She said quietly.

"Anytime, Princess," He replied. Causing Clarke to blush a little, for unknown reasons. It was only then that Clarke realized how close they were, despite her standing on a small porch. He was so close she could practically-

"I-Um-I'd better-" She motioned to her cabin. "I'd better check on them" She finished, causing a smirk to grow on Bellamy's face. Clarke blushed, spinning on her heels and quietly opening the cabin door.

Bellamy smiled he turned and walked towards his own cabin.

Clarke hurried inside her camper's cabin as quickly as she could, pressing her back against the door. Breathe. She chastised herself, looking up at the wood ceiling.

"Clarke?" A small voice whispered.

Pull yourself together. "Charlotte? Why are you still awake?" Clarke whispered back.

"I miss home," She sniffled in the dark.

Clarke gave her a warm smile, "Hey, don't be sad." Clarke whispered, walking over and sitting on Charlotte's bed. Charlotte leaned over and placed her head on Clarke's lap.

"Why aren't you homesick?" Charlotte asked.

Clarke paused, her heart finally slowing down after seeing Bellamy Blake, all damp and gorgeous in the moonlight.

"I don't know, I guess it's because I have people here who are like family, so I don't miss my family at home so much. They're like my camp family." Clarke whispered.

"By people you mean Bellamy?" Charlotte responded. And there went Clarke's heart again, just when she had finally settled it down.

Clarke froze.

"I see the way he looks at you." Charlotte whispered. "You look at him the same way."

"I… Um… Yeah- I guess Bellamy is one of those people,"

"Do you like him?" Charlotte whispered eagerly in the dark.

"Sure, I like Bellamy" Clarke shrugged, sure he was a pain, but he was her pain.

"No, do you like like him?"

oh.

"Like…love."

OH.

"Like… not family."

Yeah. I got it.

"I think that's enough for one night." Clarke said, patting Charlotte's bed, and hoping her blush wasn't visible in the dark.

Clarke's cabin was silent when she snuck in, careful not to wake Monroe but to no avail.

"Hey Clarke," Monroe grumbled, as if she'd been awake for hours.

"Hey, sorry didn't mean to wake you up." Clarke apologized.

"No worries," Monroe paused. "Is you're hair wet?"

"Look, I'm tired, you're tired-"

"Is this a Bellamy thing?" Monroe asked, lying back onto her pillow.

"Maybe." Clarke grumbled into her pillow.

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-Yours Truly,

Dani:)