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When Bellamy had accepted my help getting his grades back up I had assumed that he would use the "tutoring" as an excuse to get me naked. It was the perfect cover if his mother or sister were to show up unexpectedly to find me there. I was pleasantly surprised that first afternoon when I had showed up to find all his chemistry books opened and ready to be used. Despite his image as the uncaring jerk part of him wanted to succeed and make something of himself.

The first time he had me over I could feel he was nervous. He lived in a small three-bedroom apartment, which only included the bare necessities. I was in awe of Bellamy's mother for having had the strength to raise two kids on her own and provide for them. It was obvious that Bellamy felt no shame towards where he came from. His nerves the results of allowing me to enter a space that was so private to him. We stayed away from his bedroom, which considering how we had a difficult time keeping our hands off each other was a wise decision.

Three weeks had passed since he first asked me to tutor him and it was clear from the start that the reason Bellamy was failing was not because he was stupid, but rather because he had no motivation. He didn't see the interest of learning the periodic table or being able to quote Shakespeare, but he was determine to graduate from high school.

Studying cut into our sexy time, as I liked to refer to sex with Bellamy, but we still manage to make it work. Actually I found that removing a piece of clothing anytime Bellamy got a correct answer served as a great motivator as well as an amazing form of foreplay. Luckily his mother was never home and Octavia had signed up for some karate class at the local community center, so I still hadn't officially been introduced as his tutor.

Today he was in an especially good mood since we got back our most recent science quiz, which he managed to ace. He sent the biggest grin my way when Roma was distracted by her own results, which were not much to be desired. Soon he wouldn't need me anymore, as long as he managed to keep on track. I felt a little pang to my heart at that idea; it had been nice to spend some time with Bellamy while both of us were dressed. I was able to learn more about him, for one thing I finally figure out why he initially hated me so much. His mother was a house cleaner for some of the richer people in town. One of her clients was actually Wells parents, and I knew for a fact they were not very appreciative towards "the help".

Thankfully since our arrangement had begun Bellamy was less hostile towards me and rarely brought up money or my mother, which used to be his favourite topic for torture. It almost seemed at times that he might care for me, but I knew better than to get my hopes up. The more time I spent with Bellamy the more I realized that the image he portrayed at school wasn't a good representation of the person he was behind closed doors. My heart ached for more, but after his mention a couple weeks ago; of the fact that I wasn't his girlfriend and didn't owe him anything he had been a little distant. So I pushed down my budding feelings and decided to just go with the flow. If all I was going to get was his touch, I was going to enjoy it until the day we would call quits on our arrangement.

When Bellamy opened the door to let me in he had a devilish grin on his face, I didn't think we would be getting much work done today.

'Princess.' He greeted, closing the door behind me as I walked towards the small dinning area.

'Bellam…' I didn't have time to finish acknowledging him that his lips were already on mine swallowing the rest of his name. His kiss was slow, as he held my head between his hands. The exchange was so intense that my knees buckled under me, but before I could collapse he wrapped an arm around me lifting me onto the table. When we were both out of breath, he leaned his forehand against mine, looking me straight in the eyes as he thanked me.

'I'm serious Clarke I couldn't have done it without you, thank you.' He was being honest and open and I realized just how easy it would be to fall in love with this Bellamy.

'You're welcome, but you know you could have done it on our own, I juts provided you with a little focus and motivation.'

'Yes you're motivation technics are very efficient, maybe we should go and motivate me in the bedroom.' I was a little taken aback, we normally fooled around in the living room, he normally went out of his way to keep me out of his private quarters. I raised an eyebrow at him, silently asking him if he was sure, he didn't reply only shrugging my question off as if this didn't mean anything. I was about to press him further when the front door burst open and despite not being able to see if we could hear Octavia grumbling about cancelled classes and useless teachers.

I shoved Bellamy off me and grabbed my bag taking out a book and pencil in order for us to be able to maintain our cover as to why I here. Bellamy still hadn't moved from the spot where I shoved him off when his sister entered the kitchen.

She paused when she noticed me, surprise evident on her features, she then turned to look at Bellamy who was still frozen in place.

'Well there's something I thought I'd never see, Clarke Griffin in my living room.' Bellamy finally regained his senses, taking his sister's attention away from me.

'O, what are you doing home so early?'

'My class got cancelled, but forget about me what's going on here.' Bellamy didn't answer right away, pondering his words, but I was fairly certain I could guess what was going to come out of his mouth next; it's not what you think she's just been tutoring me, there is no way I would ever look at the princess that way. I didn't want to hear him say that I was nothing to him, not today, not after he had been in such a good mood.

'Don't worry your brother hasn't fallen from grace, I'm only here to tutor him, nothing more.' I wasn't sure if it was easier to hear him deny that something was going or saying the words myself realizing their was probably more truth in them than I wanted to admit.

'Bellamy getting tutored, I find that harder to believe than the idea of the two of you together.' She was laughing with abandoned and I finally noticed Bellamy relax.

'You better not repeat this to anyone at school, O, I've got a reputation to maintain.'

'It's not like I have anyone to tell, I'll be in my room both you can resume what ever you were doing.' I was about to let out a sigh of relief, when she turned around, not quite done with her interrogation.

'What does Clarke get out of this?'

'Excuse me?'

'Well Bellamy clearly needs help with his grades, that much is obvious.' Bellamy narrowed his eyes at his sister, but I wasn't paying much attention to their interaction, Octavia was right she didn't have a reason for being here. 'But Clarke it's not like you need the money, why are you helping him?'

'Well isn't it obvious she's here for my body.' I gawped at Bellamy, how could he tell her the truth so casually. He had been so insistent on keeping it a secret; I was surprised he would admit to it especially to his sister.

'Please there is no way either of you would associate with each other unless you had no choice. 'Once again Bellamy proved how smart he actually was under all his layers of idiocy. Octavia didn't suspect even for a second that he was actually telling the truth, well the truth he knew, I was helping him not because of the sex but rather because I actually cared whether he failed or not. 'Clarke his he threatening you?'

'No!' My outburst caused both Blake siblings to turn in my direction. 'This is a mutual beneficial agreement.' Bellamy sent me a worried glance probably wondering where I was going with this. 'I needed to beef up my resume, you know for my college application, and well nobody talks to me so when I overheard that he was failing I saw that we could help each other.'

'If he gives you any trouble you know where to find me.' And just like that she was gone. Bellamy sat down next to me, taking out his books, disappointment evident on his face.

'That went well don't you think?' He remained silent. 'I thought you wanted us to become friends, why are you sulking?' I started thinking that maybe he was having second thoughts. That having is sister find out about us, granted only a small portion of the truth was making him regret associating with me. 'She doesn't suspect anything, we did good Bellamy, cheer up.'

'I don't care about Octavia finding out, we both knew it would happen eventually.'

'Then what the hell, you've been acting weird since she showed up.'

'It's nothing; forget about it, let's get back to studying.' I tried to focus, but Bellamy's mood didn't improve, he got every answer I asked him wrong and was barely paying attention as I tried explaining to him the correct answer. We were clearly not going to get anywhere today, so without a word I started packing up. I understood that he didn't owe me an in depth description of his feelings but I wasn't about to sit here for the next hour and basically be ignored when I was trying to help him.

He grabbed my wrist as I was getting up.

'Clarke where are you going?'

'Home, we can finish this another time when you're done dealing with whatever is going through that brain of yours.'

'Clarke, please stay, I'm sorry ok. I just wasn't expected her and I had planned this thing forget about it. I'll work harder just don't go. ' His voice was only a whisper, but that's not why I decided to stay, he had a longing in his voice one that she's never heard before.

I saw the tension leave his body as I sat back down. He was waiting for me to ask my next question, but I couldn't too focused on his previous words.

'What did you plan?'

'What?'

'You said you planned something, what did you mean by it?' His eyes were panicked, whatever it was he had changed his mind about letting me in on it. His room, he had invited me in his room. Before I had time to second-guess myself I got up again, surprising Bellamy, and made a run for his room. When he realized what I was up to he tired to stop me but I was too fast and managed to open the door before he would restrain me.

I'm not sure what I was expecting, but never in my wildest dreams could I have pictured this. The first thing I noticed was how clean it was, I knew for a fact that Bellamy Blake was incapable of picking up after himself and yet the room before me was the picture of cleanliness.

Second I noticed the small package on the bed, with a card lying on top of it. Bellamy ran into the room before I could take a closer look and snatch it from off his bed.

'What's that?'

'Nothing.'

'Is that for me?' He blushed, Bellamy Blake, was blushing.

'Yes, but don't get too excited it not much just a little thank you, you know for all your help.'

The card was generic, one he probably picked up at the mail, but he had written a short note.

Thank you princess

I unwrapped the small box, to find a beautiful charm bracelet inside. There were three charms on it, a crown and I could easily imagine the smirk on Bellamy's face when he picked it out, the second charm was a book, the meaning behind it was unmistakable, it was the third one that left me a little perplexed. The gesture was bewildering enough, but the fact that the final charm was the letter B made me even more confused.

'Bellamy it's beautiful.'

'Like I said it's nothing really, cheep quality nothing to go crazy over, but I wanted to get you something. It means a lot that you took the time to help me with all this school stuff. Thank you Clarke.' He was shifting his weight back and forth between his feet, nervous. He wasn't making it easy for me to remain indifferent to him; in fact I was beginning to fear that it was an impossible task.

'Why the B?'

'They were out of C's.' I looked deep into his eyes trying to figure out if he was lying or not, but he gave nothing away. He helped me put it on, and dragged me back out into the living room so we could get some actual work done.

Their mother called a little later, telling them she was going to be late and that they should order something. When Octavia came out of her room, Bellamy passed on the message and she invited me to stay over. As much as I had misjudged Bellamy, I'm ashamed to say I had done the same to Octavia. I had always assumed she was this quiet little girl, turns out she could be very sarcastic and loud when she wanted to be. Putting even the great Bellamy to shame, we got along really well, gaining up on him a few times. He didn't get mad, instead he laugh along with us even if it was at his own expense.

He drove me home that night, and we made out in his car as if we were a normal couple saying goodbye after a date.

'Clarke, I don't know what were doing anymore?'

'Neither I, but I can't say that I don't like it.'