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It didn't take long for Octavia, Raven and I to reach the river. We stripped off our clothes and dropped them on a warm rock by the shoreline, being careful to remain in the more shallow section of the water. Despite being total strangers to one another, none of us were particularly inclined to act reserved around each other, we were all females and this was Earth. We stripped quickly and slipped into the cool water, sighing in relief as the chilly water washed over our flesh. I picked up a stone I recognized from one of my mum's journals as pummis and rubbed the stone along my arms and legs and groaning as the pain in my feet began to subside. We'd also managed to combine a small bowl of plants and aloe that we'd discovered to create something similar to a shampoo, which we shared around sparingly. I couldn't help but feel almost self-conscious as I glimpsed the lean, toned, tanned bodies of my friends. My body was fair and soft, I'd always been slim but my stomach wasn't firm and I pressed a palm against it, wondering whether this was why Bellamy had a type. It seemed unfair to myself to compare myself to the expectations of a man whose opinion shouldn't affect me but I couldn't help but consider it. Finn had, after all, been dating Raven Reyes, who was a gorgeous, strong girl who epitomised the opposite of me, Clarke Griffin.

I was shaken out of my despondent reverie by a freezing wave of water that sluiced across my face.

I gasped and looked over to where Raven and Octavia had embarked on a water fight and had decided to include me in it. O laughed loudly, slapping her palm against the water again and watching as a wave arched over and hit me across the chest. I let out a squeak and hoisted a stone across next to her, causing a mini tidal wave to knock her off balance.

The water fight lasted all of five freezing minutes, before Octavia, claiming that she definitely had gotten a bruise from one of the splashes, dashed toward the shore to retrieve her clothing. Raven and I laughed helping each other up the bank and grabbing our own clothes. Thankfully we dried off relatively quickly, except our hair which trailed cold water down the back of our shirts.

"Oh boy, that was the best idea ever!" Raven exclaimed as we trudged back through the undergrowth, the happiest any of us had been in a long while.

"More like the most reckless fucking idea ever."

I felt a shiver trail down my spine that had nothing to do with the water dripping from my hair; his voice had the strange ability to either comfort, anger or unnerve me. The latter was hard at work currently.

"Bell!" Octavia exclaimed, skipping toward her brother, putting on her best pleading sister face, "It's alright we were fine, and we all had knives with us and Clarke-"

"I don't give a fuck whether Clarke built a bulletproof fence around you," He hissed, cutting her off, "You went outside the gate without any protection whatsoever from grounders, without talking to me first and you expect me to be okay with that?"

His whole body was almost shaking in anger, his knuckles clenched so tightly around the cool metal of his gun that I almost felt sure that he was going to snap it in half. His entire body was coiled and tense, as his eyes flickered between us, landing finally on me, with a look of such cold accusation that I wanted to cower away.

"You," He snarled stalking toward me, "Where the hell is your responsibility? You want to be in charge, yet you create rules that you break yourself."

He was so close that I could count the freckles smattering across his nose, a seemingly innocent aspect of the seething person that towered above me, "The rule was no one could leave the camp unprotected, and we are capable of defending ourselves, not to mention that we've never seen evidence of grounders on the trail we took, nor at the section of the river we stopped at." I snarled back, a boiling hot anger beginning to flood through me.

I was sick of watching people cower under the unfaltering glare of Bellamy, I was not afraid of him.

He clenched his jaw, and for a moment his eyes softened as they flickered up to my wet hair, but it was soon replaced by the cold glare, "You put not only yourself as our only medic but also my sister and our best engineer in danger, so the next time you decide to be a all high and mighty individual princess, do not drag my sister or anyone else into it. I only require your skills in the camp, your happiness is inconsequential to me and everyone else, so next time I will fucking handcuff you to the medical bay."

With that he turned on heel and grabbed Octavia's arm, despite her protests, and dragged her back in the direction of the camp.

Pain cracked through my body and I dug my nails into my palm, aware that I was drawing blood. His words sliced through my heart like hot knives, the anger in his eyes had sparked a strange pain in my chest that refused to budge.

"Ignore him," Raven said, resting her hand on my shoulder, "Seriously Clarke, that guy is a complete overprotective psycho whose only priority is himself and Octavia."

I tried to smile, but I knew it wasn't very convincing, "Thanks Raven, typical of him to ruin everything good."

The happiness that had soared through my body seemed like a lifetime ago and I tried to distract myself as we headed back to the camp. I wasn't succeeding in not letting Bellamy Blake affect me.