So this chapter is Bellamy's point of view, we'll get a closer look at the reasons behind is initial hatred of Clarke and where his feelings currently stand.

Eight weeks, not that I was counting or anything, but eight weeks had passed since that first night, the night when everything changed. Looking back I still don't understand what the hell I was thinking when I leaned down to kiss her, it was like an invisible force was pulling me towards her and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I hadn't meant to get carried away; I had fully expected her to stop me before we got any further. Hell I had given her every opportunity to stop me, but when she invited me to go upstairs dropping her shirt on the floor as she walked away I knew there was no going back.

I still couldn't explain why sex with Clarke was so electric, maybe it was because she was this forbidden fruit that I knew I should stay away from but simply couldn't. Or maybe it was because for years I had tortured her to hide the fact that she intimidated me. Despite being a total outcast she still always strived to be the best at everything she did and that intimidated the hell out of me, I couldn't even get myself motivated enough to be good at one thing.

That first night had been so intense I knew right away I would want more, so I left the door open, and Clarke surprised me by entering it with both feet first. I still couldn't believe that the princess, my princess was sneaking around with me. She wasn't as pure as I had always expected her to be, she also had a devilish side. As I got to know her I found out that she craved freedom from the expectation her mother had for her. But with me she got to be who she wanted to be without restrictions, and I realized that it was the same for me. She never judged me and accepted every part of me.

I found myself drawn to her more and more as the weeks passed. At first I tried to convince myself that it was just about the sex, anytime her mother had to work overnight I would get a text from her inviting me over for some sexy time as she liked to call it. She was a total dork when it came to sexual innuendos, an irresistible cute dork. I also managed to get her to visit the janitor closet a few more times, I had returned the keys only after making my very own copy, which came in handy when the uncontrollable urge to hold her over took me in the middle of the day.

But things had started to change; I started seeking her out, just to talk. It started out innocently enough; I wanted advice on how to deal with Octavia and her current crush on Atom, a total loser in my opinion. Clarke had been very vocal on explaining to me how I was the reason why Octavia was so isolated in school, I had never realized it before and now I was trying really hard to change that. So, followings Clarke's advice I let Atom know that if he was interested in my little sister he could ask her out on a proper date. I may have also threatened that if anything above a PG 13 movie rating were to happen on said date that I would crush his balls so hard that he would never be able to reproduce. A threat I conveniently forgot to mention to Clarke when she was telling me how proud she was that I was finally letting Octavia live a little.

It took Octavia a total of three dates to realize just how much of an idiot Atom was, and dump his ass. I was proud of her, and realized that my sister was actually pretty good at taking care of herself; I just had to give her the opportunity to do so. She still didn't have any girlfriends, and part of me wanted to keep Clarke all to myself afraid of what might happened if I shared her, but I knew how great those two would be if they became friends.

But that would mean admitting to Octavia that something was going on with Clarke, when I was still trying really hard to deny it.

'Hey man, what's up you seem like your actually thinking about something serious for a change.'

'Shut up Murphy, we can't all have an empty head like you.'

'Ouch, what's got your panties all in a twist?'

'It's probably because he hasn't been getting any action lately. What's happening Bellamy? Roma's been practically throwing herself at you since the start of the year and you haven't made a move yet.' I was beginning to wonder when they would catch on to the fact that my pattern had completely changed, at this time last year I had already banged three girls and I was already on the prowl for my next conquest. Now all I could think about is what excuse I would use next time I needed to sneak out of the house to meet up with Clarke and was caught by Octavia.

'All the girls in the school are old news I need something new, something different.' That wasn't a total lie; they just didn't need to know that I had already found it. I tuned them out as they started talking about whom they should ask to homecoming. I glanced around the room looking for Clarke, and spotted her in her usual spot eating alone in the corner of the cafeteria, I felt the pang of guilt deep in my stomach knowing if I hadn't been such a dick when she started school here that she might have actually had a shot at making friends.

I had been so surprised that first day three years ago, everybody knew who Clarke was, there had been a picture of her family in the local newspaper a couple of years ago when her mother had saved the mayor's life from a gunshot wound. I couldn't understand what she was doing here, at this miserable excuse for a school when she probably not only had the money but also the brains to attend the top private schools in the country. The nickname had rolled off my tongue with no second thought to the consequences, and it turned out for her they were pretty bad. She was immediately branded an outcast, she didn't belong and everybody knew it, but I had been the one to point it out and make it official. Clarke Griffin did not belong and anyone who associated with her would suffer the same fate.

At the time it was my own personal revenge against the wealthy class that had always made my mother's life a living hell. Cleaning for the wealthy wasn't a glamorous job but it paid the bills she always told me, I hated them all for her, and Clarke just became a target for all the hatred I had had against people she probably didn't even know.

'I don't care she a total babe you can't deny that.'

'She could be the sexiest women alive there is no way I would ever associate with the bitch princess, no way.' I was dragged out of my thoughts at the word princess.

'You mean there's no way Clarke would ever associated with the likes of you she's got too much taste.' Shit, what was going on? Why were they discussing Clarke?

'Whatever, you can't ask her to the dance without committing social suicide, right Bell?' What? Miller liked Clarke how had I missed that.

'Chill Murphy I didn't say I was going to ask her, I just mentioned that she had grown into a pretty sexy chick.'

Clarke had mentioned Miller always being kind to her, while the rest of my goons, as she liked to call my friends, were all idiots and that I could do better. Maybe she would like to go to the dance with him, have an actual boyfriend instead of secretly sneaking around with me. What if I was keeping her away from something great, Miller was a great guy I'm sure he could make her happy. He was popular enough that maybe Clarke would be able to break out of her isolation. She could spend her last year of high school with actual friends; have a good time for a change.

'I mean be honest dude, you're telling me if she offered herself up to you, you would politely decline just because she was born in the nicer side of town. I don't care how rich her family is, if she putting out I will gladly taste those sweet lips.'

'Nobody touches the princess, am I clear?' I was pissed and I couldn't understand why, but the idea of Miller hands on Clarke made my blood boil. I couldn't believe she found him nice, he was probably only looking for a way to get in her pants, I couldn't let that happen, she was mine.

'Of course Bell.' Miller seemed a little afraid of me, good; he should be if he ever goes near her. I got worried that he would figure out the reasons behind my outburst, but luckily just as Clarke loved to point out my friends were idiots and they would never suspect the truth.

'Told you dude, social suicide, you can't be seen friending Bellamy's number one enemy.' I grabbed the rest of my lunch and threw it in the trash; I had lost my appetite.

What was happening to me? I had been worried that Clarke would end up getting too attached to me and make things all complicated when in reality I was the one that couldn't get her out of my head.

I needed some air, I was considering ditching for the rest of the day, but I had history with Clarke after lunch and it was the only subject I was actually acing and I loved the look she got on her face every time I got an answer before her. God I was so whipped it wasn't even funny.

'Mister Blake fancy seeing you here and where exactly are you going?'

'Principal Dante, I was just on my way out to go grab something out of my car.' Even I could hear how lame my excuse was, no way was he going to buy it.

'Really Bellamy, do you think you should be skipping school when you're failing half your classes. How do you do you expect to graduate if you keep up with this type of behaviour.' I knew I was struggling to keep my grades above average, but I hadn't actually considered the possibility that I might fail.

'You're right, I'll try harder thank you for the talk really, now I really must be on my way.' I guess there was no escaping for the rest of the afternoon, as I turned the corner to make my way back into the cafeteria I collided with something.

'Clarke what the hell, are you ok?'

'I'm fine, I probably shouldn't have been standing there in the first place.'

'What were you doing there, spying on me?' I was only joking, but her face got red and she lowered her eyes in shame.

'I didn't meant too, I saw you leave and you looked upset I just wanted to make sure you were ok and I accidently overheard your conversation with Dante. Is it true are you're failing senior year?' It was my turn to be ashamed; I couldn't believe I had let my grades get this low. 'Bell I know you're not stupid, you just have to put some effort into it. Why didn't you tell me? I can help.'

'It's fine Clarke don't worry about it, you don't owe me anything it's not like you're my girlfriend.' Fuck, what was wrong with me today, things were great between us because we kept it simply and didn't bring up this stuff.

'You're right, I'm not your girlfriend, but I don't need to be in order to care about you. I just wanted to help sorry if that idea is so offensive to you.'

'Clarke, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.'

'You didn't. I am well aware of the rules of our arrangement don't worry about me.' She was walking away from me. Shit, could this day get any worse?

'Clarke wait, please, I really didn't mean it. I would love your help. Actually this might be the excuse I need to introduce you to Octavia without her asking too many questions. So, what do you say? Would you please be my private tutor?'