sotheydonthaveto | Modern Love walks on by

Clarke had a pretty diverse set of friends in high school; she was a natural leader, but not one of the popular girls. When Octavia had arrived at the beginning of the senior year, she was the shiny new thing and when Echo had gotten a look at her older brother, she'd immediately set her sights on making Octavia her friend. Thank God Octavia was smarter than that, seeing straight through Echo. She'd fallen in with Clarke's group of friends one day when she was looking for a reprieve from Echo. She'd sat down at Clarke's lunch table and the group had taken her in.

Over the past few weeks, Clarke and Octavia had become good friends. She'd been over to Clarke's house a couple of times and had decided it was time for Clarke to come over to her house, which is how the idea of a slumber party had come up. Echo had tried to invite herself after hearing Octavia and Clarke talk about it, but Octavia had smiled and said she was only allowed to have one person over at a time over. That one person, this Friday was Clarke.

Clarke had followed Bellamy's car to the house, parking her own on the street and grabbing her overnight bag, a plain dark backpack, out of the passenger seat. Once inside, Octavia had given Clarke the tour. Bellamy had made spaghetti for the girls and they'd settled into the living room to watch scary movies. At some point, Octavia had fallen asleep, unphased by the horror movies. Clarke, however, couldn't sleep.

After a little bit of fidgeting from her sleeping bag on the floor, she'd slipped out of her sleeping bag and padded into the kitchen wearing a pair of boxer shorts and a tank top. She's bent over looking in the fridge when Bellamy pads into the kitchen as well. She straightens up, flushing and giving Bellamy a sheepish look.

"Hey," she says, unable to keep the smile off her lips.

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Bellamy had been worried for O at the beginning of the school year, naturally. But that was because their whole lives had been more private til the point of their mother's death - because, while Bellamy fared fairly well with it, O hadn't. Homeschooling frustrated her when things were still normal. But when the tragedy washed over their lives, it was like he saw his sister shut down, stop caring about anything, and begged for change. Of course he wanted to do whatever it was needed to help her and, albeit reluctantly, allowed it. There were days that he still worried, at the beginning, days he wondered if it was all a mistake. Their mother had taught him, of course, there was no one more important in the world, no else he should look out for other than his sister. She had told him, your sister, your responsibility in life as well as her her death bed. And he took that seriously. It wasn't until he started seeing the friends his sister was making that he stopped worrying just a fraction of a bit. He was happy seeing just how happy she was beginning to be again.

Out of all these new friends, Clarke he had heard the most about. O had a lot of good things to say. One of the two things that stuck though was that her last name - Griffin was the same name of the hospital in town, and the Griffin's were like royalty. The other, and the thing he cared most about, was that she was the first friend Octavia made. When the idea of inviting her came up when he dropped O off at school that morning came, he agreed. That evening, he left them be for the most part. The spaghetti he called them in for, sure, but right after he opted to eat in his room on his own. Besides he had a project to do.

After he finished, of course, he came back into the living room. It was around nine thirty, ten, maybe. All was still suffice to say so he tried being quiet when looking in. His sister was there, blanket not covering her completely though so he fixed it before anything. But their guest, he couldn't help notice wasn't. The fridge makes a distant noise when it is open that he recognizes and it leads him to move towards the kitchen.

"Thirsty? Or did I not make enough spaghetti earlier?" He takes a guess. As their guest, the least of his concerns is her snooping around or her state of dress. Though the latter he really just tries not to pay attention to. He reminds himself that she is O's friend.

It makes sense that Octavia would want a drastic change. Of course, everyone in school knows about Octavia and Bellamy's mother. Clarke doesn't have siblings (sometimes she wishes she did) but she does understand Bellamy's code of responsibility. Clarke thinks that Octavia is doing well, anyway.

Clarke had lost Lexa, her best friend and girlfriend, in a shooting two years ago. In any case, Octavia is very quickly becoming her best friend. Okay, so Clarke was slightly disappointed that Bellamy didn't eat with them; she was looking forward to getting to know a little about him. After all, Octavia talks a lot about him (not to mention he's incredibly hot).

Clarke startles a little when Bellamy speaks. "I wasn't snooping," she promises. "I just...thought maybe some milk? If it's okay."

If Bellamy had known the result of sending O to school would be friends like Clarke, he would have let go sooner. Clarke seems to have a good head on her shoulders, after all. Maybe, or so he hopes, O will learn from that. There is a smile waiting to just see the day. However, if his sister wants to be a kid for a little while longer that was cool with him too.

Bellamy and Octavia both heard about that two years back. Even now it's a well known fact that is whispered around town that Clarke was Lexa's girlfriend. Bellamy sees it as none of his business though, especially after his own families tragedy. It does occur to him, however, that Clarke never moved on. She's a good friend to Octavia and probably a lot of other schoolmates, but nothing else. He can't say he isn't a little curious why, but he can also respect that.

Bellamy notices how she startles and motions calmly to have her feel she can relax around him. "Grab whatever you need. The milk is on the side of the fridge. Cups in the second cupboard over." He did miss dinner, unfortunately, however now's not just her chance to get to know him, it's also his to get to know her. He'll wait until she sits before he picks back up, "So, how did O do for her first time hosting?" He glances over his shoulder to his sister's sleeping form, then turns Clarke. "Watch any of the good ones?"

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