Chapter Text
Chapter 3
Clarke pov.
Walking away from Miller and Octavia’s older brother Bellamy Clarke could feel a warm blush taking over her face and neck, something Clarke was not that happy with.
Sure Octavia had told, or warned Clarke which she still wasn’t clear about but had started to get, that her brother was a handsome guy but that was too much of an understatement if you asked Clarke. Still it was weird for Octavia to warn her like that.
Bellamy Blake wasn’t just handsome, he was beautiful and built like a worrier. He was tall and muscular with broad shoulders and big hands, very big hands which she had noticed when she had grabbed his wrist. When she had gotten closer to him she had also noticed his dark brown eyes and black hair that was shamefully curly and all those freckles that made him look younger than he was.
Clarke had felt a blush creep up on her neck and take over her face when walking away from Bellamy and Miller and she didn’t like it. Clarke Griffin, leader of the 100 didn’t blush for anyone, she didn’t blush at all it wasn’t in her nature.
Before she knew it she had made it to the entrance to the tent that her mother and Kane had walked in to, she had been so lost in thought that she had walked across almost the whole camp in daze. She shook her head and made her way inside.
When Clarke had made it inside and saw that it was the med tent which she also had a vague memory of either her mother of Kane telling her before they had made their way there. But she didn’t have much time to look around more than that before her mother’s voice filled the tent and it didn’t sound happy in the least.
‘’What is this about your people and my people!’’ Abby almost shouted but it seemed she could contain herself at least a little which gave Clarke hope for this conversation.
Clarke kept calm, not wanting the whole camp outside to hear this conversation as it went on. She took a deep breath before speaking preparing for a fight. ‘’Will you let me speak without interrupting?’’ she asked the two grown-ups standing in front of her, she didn’t like calling them grown-ups because Clarke and her people had aged a decade on the few weeks they had spent down here. Mentally they were all grown up in most situations.
‘’Wah?!’’ her mother breathed trying to protest but Kane laid a hand on her shoulder and nodded for Clarke, she was surprised that he was the one letting her speak. The little she knew about him was that he was practically a control freak and she had expected him to be the one to protest the most against what she had already partly told him. But he was surprisingly quiet. Though her mother and him stood way too close for her taste.
We’re not moving.’’ Clarke started and could see that the two council members in front of her stiffened in a try hold in their protests, she was happy that they were trying to listen to her.
‘’You send us down here to die, or at least be your lab rats but we survived and without your help. The moment the chancellor or whoever pushed the launch button to our drop ship we stopped being people of the Ark and became our own people. We are not coming to live under your control, we have survived and earned the power we have over ourselves and nothing will make any of us give that up. If you make us move you are gonna have to use violence and if you do that you will have a war on your hands because I won’t be able to stop my people to defend themselves if they feel threatened.’’ the last part wasn’t completely true, she would be able to stop them somehow. They listened to her and she were their leader then for them that meant family.
‘’You’re all just kids, there is no way we will be able to leave you to die out there with the grounders.’’ Abby tried to reason but failed so miserably, they already had a peace with with the grounders. A shaky one but peace nonetheless.
‘’The grounders aren’t a problem, we have a peace agreement with them right now and hopefully it will hold.’’ Clarke explained to her mother’s pleading eyes. ‘’And we stopped being kids the moment we landed down here.
‘’You may think that way but the plan was always for you and the rest of the 100 to rejoin our community when we came down.’’ Kane said calmly, Clarke had heard this before on their way here. She and Kane hadn’t spoken much, none of the guards had, on their way to camp Jaha after they had by accident met up in the woods but Clarke knew what Kane wanted to happen and it wouldn’t.
‘’We built and are still building our own community and it’s going damn well, thank you very much. You people don’t know anything about the ground except the things we have told you and in many of the 100’s eyes you’re not trustworthy, none of you. I’m sorry but that’s how it is.’’ Clarke shot back at him, both her mom and Kane had almost shocked expressions and didn’t seem to be able to give her a response so she continued to make her case.
‘’But...’’ she started slowly ‘’That doesn’t mean we can’t work together to help each other to survive. We have information you need about wildlife and other things down here and you have tecnologie and medical supplies we would mind trading that would help us.’’ She looked at them knowingly as they thought it over.
Their meeting went on like that and they talked a lot about a trading system and when a good time to have a meeting between the surviving children and parents could meet. Clarke had told them that would have to be solved after she had gotten back to her people and talked with them because she wasn’t making them to something against their will. Not all of them would want to see their parents, for different reasons.
Walking away from the med-tent where her mother and Kane were still talking with a list of people in camp Jaha, Clarke’s mind wandered back to her people and how they were doing without her. But she trusted Octavia and her friends to keep it in order. She also thought about that she and Miller would have to talk to the guards that had been assigned to come with them to their camp and how they would have to behave in the forest. She had a feeling and she could sense from Miller that he felt the same thing. They had become close after some time on the ground, the other kids listened to him almost as much as her and Octavia.
Clarke had listened to a lot of the stories O had told her about her older brother and how she felt about him and Clarke could understand some of it because that’s how she felt about the kid with the beanie and slightly growing beards that she had grown close to and trusted with her life. She and Miller had come to me as brother and sister in their time down here. There were no romantic pressure in their relationship whatsoever and she loved it, to not have that worry if he liked her when spending time with him.
She found him and Bellamy in one of the tents that was in the direction they had been walking before she had turned away, Miller was just watching the older Blake boy pack and she gave him a look but she just shrugged in return.