7. Kiss The Girl

In the end it wasn't really a plan on how to distract and divert everyone in order for Octavia and Lincoln to slip out of the camp undetected, if Lincoln knew that he would never have let her do it in the first place, but she could at least try and create a diversion and keep everyone on their toes. Clarke didn't doubt that once Octavia's brother figured out about her whereabouts in the camp he and the rest of them would come rushing her way. That is why she was going to use that to her advantage.

She was already out of the drop ship, running around the camp, checking everyone's position and consciousness as well as finding something she could use to capture their attention. Some of them was still pretty unconscious, but a few of them was starting to wake up and wasn't really too focused to notice her as she passed through a few tents. She didn't have much time before they all were awake, so she shifted her head all over the place in her search. They had a few guns, but she had no idea how to use one and besides she was planning on hurting anyone in her plant, even after they hurt Lincoln the way they did. As she thought this, her foot stubbed her foot on a glass flask that was lying on the ground. It was filled with brown-colored liquid and when she picked it up to smell what exactly it was, an intense and horrible smell brushed her nose and immediately made her pull the flask away from her nose. She had never smelled something that before, but odor had the similar smell to one of those alcohol drinks her father used to drink together with Councilor Jaha when they were watching football. And then it hit her like a punch to her stomach; this flask was exactly what she needed to create the perfect diversion. A small smirk appeared on her face, she had a plan and it was going to be fun to see how Octavia's brother was going to handle it.

Bellamy wasn't sure how long he was asleep, but he noticed when he woke up that he was on the ground and felt stiff from sleeping on the hard the ground. His head felt heavy and he couldn't remember how or when he had fallen asleep. It was weird since despite the work he did all day as well torturing the grounder had been tiresome, he had not been that tired that he would have lost consciousness suddenly. Something wasn't right, he thought to himself as he began sitting up and turned around to see many of the other kids were just as confused about what had happened. If he thought that it was coincident before he was pretty sure that it wasn't anymore, because there was no way him and almost all the kids in the camp could have lost consciousness at the same time. Unless they had been exposed to someone or something.

However he didn't get the chance to think about it further because all of sudden a major explosion came from the campfire. He turned to in the direction of the fire and saw a blonde-haired girl standing close by, holding a half-empty flask in one hand and used the other to protect herself from the sparks. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was behind the explosion, however he and everyone else was shocked as well as confused to why someone would cause an explosion like that. She wasn't Monty or Jasper, so it didn't make any sense why she would do it. That is until he took a closer look at the girl and noticed it was the princess from the forest.

"Hey-Hey, catch me if you can," the princess taunted. "Prove to them that you aren't scared and that your are truly leader quality." Her words pierced straight to his heart and before he could argue with her further she dashed away from the site. Bellamy wasn't sure why he felt insulted over that someone tried to undermine his authority, but he didn't want to be taken as a fool in front of the others. Letting her words come true was the worst kind of humiliation he could receive from anyone, she had directly challenged his pride and there was no way he was letting her get away from him again.

"Get her!" Bellamy exclaimed. "Don't let her get out of the camp!"

Then he was on his feet and ran in the same direction she had done and most of the kids followed his lead, while the others went in a different direction in hope to cut her path. He was confidant that there was no way she was going to find away to escape the camp and once he finally caught her he was going to use her as an example to the rest of the camp for others who tried to undermine his authority. More importantly he was going to get to the bottom about the mysterious princess and set her up straight.

Clarke ran and took another sharp turn. It was only pure luck that she didn't lose her footing as she turned and continued down more tents. She took a quick look behind her and saw Octavia's brother as well as a few other teenagers following not far behind. At least she got their attention, probably caught it too good since with people following her from behind and coming almost every direction she had limited options about how to pass and dodge them all. Then there was the fact that she lost speed when she slowed down to take a turn, making it easier for them to catch up to her. However what they couldn't predict was her determination to not give up and fall into their hands, so she sped up and dodged a few teenagers in her path and turned to an empty corner close to the drop ship. Without anyone coming from the front or from the side Clarke believed she had a chance to escape. That is until she felt someone grab her waist and pulled her to the side pushed her back towards the metal wall that was a part of the drop ship. She had definitely been taken by surprise and looked up to see whom her captor was. She was instantly spooked seeing a tall boy with brown hair that hung just above his ears. He had dark blue eyes, large pointy nose and was relatively slim, but his entire nature and body screamed that he was dangerous.

"Huh? You are quite fast," the guy said dangerously. He had his grip around her wrists, making it almost impossible to move. She tried to struggle out of his grip, but he wasn't letting it instead tighten the grip even harder. "But not fast enough."

Clarke didn't reply instead just glared at him, while trying to think of a plan to get away from him. She shifted her gaze back and forth to find someone or something she could use, but no one was around and there was anything on the ground that she could use.

"I'm supposed to hand you over to Bellamy, but I think I want to play with you first," the guy smirked as he leaned to lick her cheek. She was practically panicking, she didn't want this guy to touch her, and so she tried once again to get out of his grip. She lifted up her knee that was place between his legs and kneed him straight where the sun never shines. He was taken by surprise and let go of his grip on her wrists instantly, and she used the opportunity to run away.

She was running towards the end of the camp that was leading to the forest, thinking that she had given Octavia and Lincoln enough time to get out, so now she just had to get out of the camp herself and then she was home free. Unfortunately Octavia's brother predicted she would try and leave the camp and made sure there were extra guards by the gate. So she had to figure out a different way out. The question was only where she could escape without getting caught.

Octavia had just left Lincoln back at the cave and was heading back to the camp in quite the hurry. Even though Lincoln wanted to bring Clarke back himself if he could, however he knew that she wouldn't allow it or listen to him no matter and then there was the fact nether she or Clarke was willing to let him since he was hurt. So they had practically forced him to stay as a part of the plan.

Anyways she was running towards the camp when she saw the heavy protection by the front gate. She knew that Clarke didn't have many options to get out of the camp, especially without having people chasing after her. So she stopped a few feet away from the gate and searched for Clarke's whereabouts until she saw her hiding between two tents with a calculating look on her face. Octavia wondered if she was having trouble, and if she was then she was going to help her even if Clarke didn't want her to get more involved than what she was already in. Due to the guard paying more attention looking for her blond-haired friend she passed the gate easily and headed towards Clarke's hiding place. Once she settled next to Clarke's side she asked if she had an idea how to get out of this mess. Clarke didn't show it, but she was quiet something Octavia took as a sign that she didn't have any current ideas at the moment. Octavia leaned back to think of something they could do in order for Clarke to escape without Bellamy catching her right away. Then it struck her as lightning, and Octavia turned to face Clarke and said with a sneaky grin on her face, "I have the perfect idea for you to get out of the camp, however it requires you to do some acting."

Clarke's eyebrow rose in question, however Octavia didn't doubt that she wasn't unwilling to try out her idea since they really didn't have any other plans.

"What exactly did you have in mind?"

Clarke thought Octavia's plan was crazy and reckless idea, however it was too perfect to shrug it away. Besides it wasn't like she had any better ideas at the moment and there was just so much time before they would realize where she was hiding any way, so might as well try the most crazy idea till now and see how it goes from there.

"Ready?" Octavia asked. Not really, Clarke thought to herself. But she didn't say anything instead pulled out her knife and put it against Octavia's throat. And they began walking into the middle of the camp where some of the teens had begun to gather since they had already started giving up trying to find her.

"Listen up," Clarke shouted out loud, catching everyone's attention. They all turned to look at them with shocked and terrified expressions on their faces. Meanwhile one of them, who she recognized as Octavia's brother, had a totally different expression that said he was angry and was close to killing her on the spot. "If you don't want anything to happen to your friend, then you will let me leave the camp and I promise that I will leave her unharmed not too far away from the camp as long as no one follows me and try to kill me."

No one responded, however Clarke could see that they weren't going to try to do something stupid. So she dragged Octavia willingly out of the camp, her eyes not once leaving the teens, until they were far enough from the camp that the other teens couldn't catch up to them straight away and then the two of them began running further into the forest.

"Octavia, I think it's safe. You can return back to camp," Clarke suggested as they ran over another log. "There is no need for you to follow me back."

"I know, but…" Octavia said carefully. However she didn't get the chance to finish her sentence because Octavia's brother and the other teens caught them unguarded, but this time Clarke was pretty sure that their plan about Octavia being an unwilling hostage wasn't going to work. Which meant that there weren't any options to escape since they were by now surrounded.

"What are we going to do?" Octavia whispered as her brother was moving closer towards them. Clarke wasn't going to try to fight the fact that she was about to be captured and being locked up in the camp, possibly killed, but if she was going down then at least she was going to give Octavia's brother something to remember her by.

"Tell Lincoln that everything is going to be fine and I promise not to die on him," Clarke whispered, so low that only she could hear her. "As well sorry for what I'm about to do, to both of you, but think about it as test to see if you are a great kisser once you and Lincoln figure out your feelings."

Octavia turned to look at her confused and was just about to ask what she was talking about, but her words were silenced when Clarke leaned in and placed her lips against Octavia's. It was strange to kiss a friend, especially a girl nonetheless who could be considered her own sister the same way she considered Lincoln her brother, but she didn't back down and Octavia didn't pull away. The kiss itself didn't last long before the silence was interrupted by familiar voice and Clarke was pulled away with great strength that she fell to the ground. However something was coming down along with her and when her body hit the ground someone towering her. Clarke opened her eyes and stared into the familiar brown eyes of Octavia's brother and felt almost completely lost in them. Oddly enough she thought that he too was lost in her eyes, but the moment between them ended quickly when someone in the crowd cleared their throat in order to get their attention. Octavia's brother got of her, but he quickly turned her body so that her stomach was to the ground and grabbed her hands.

"Looks like I finally caught you Princess," Octavia's brother said with sass. "Next time you want to get my attention, you should kiss the guy not the guy's sister. Because I won't forgive you even if you are a girl, no one touches my sister."

Clarke turned her head in his direction and only stared at him before she shook her head.

"Boy, you are wrong on so many levels. If I wanted your attention, something I don't then I wouldn't be kissing your sister, even though I do have to say that you sister is quite the good kisser," Clarke said with a confident grin. "But you are even more wrong about the first thing. You didn't catch me if I let myself get caught, right?"

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Thank you again for the amazing response. I hope you like this chapter, especially since I tried to twirl in Bellarke due to my promise from my last author's note. And before anyone ask if there is going to be a coupling between Clarke and Octavia, then the answer is no. I thought it was a great twist to end the story as well building up some sexual tension between Bellamy and Clarke.

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