Clarke sat with her back rested against a tree. Her knees to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs. It was freezing. Clarke looked around her and was surprised to see there weren't any icicles.
"Here," Bellamy extended his hand to give her an apple. Clarke kindly snatched it from him hand and said. "Thanks."
"No problem," Bellamy paused, he never learned her name. So instead he made one up, "Princess."
Clarke shot him a look. "Talking to yourself over there?" "What? No." Bellamy answered.
"Oh. I heard Princess so I just assumed-"
"Wow," Bellamy knew she was referring to himself being Princess. "Well, my name's Clarke." Clarke added. "Just in case you got confused, my name is not Princess."
"Really? I think Princess suits you better."
Clarke laughed.
"You look tired, you should sleep. I'll keep guard." Bellamy told her. "You sure?" Clarke asked.
"Ha. I'm sure, Princess."
Clarke ignored the last part. "Thanks," Clarke remained in the same position and closed her eyes.
After a few minutes, Clarke couldn't stand it. She couldn't sleep sitting up with her legs strapped to her chest, but it was too cold not to. Clarke's eyes where still closed, but she opened them when she heard Bellamy say. "What is wrong with you? I can't sleep can you?"
Clarke just shook her head. "It's too cold." She muttered.
Bellamy just looked at her for a while without saying anything. Then he sat down next to her, put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. Clarke could immediately feel warmth spread throughout her body. "Better, Princess?" Bellamy asked a half smile creeping to his face. "Yeah. Thanks." Clarke moved her head and placed it on his shoulder.
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The Games ~ Book 1 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)
Fanfiction"Today they would gather all of the prisoners of the ark and choose twenty-eight lucky individuals that would be sent down to earth to fight each other. Then granting the victor immunity for their crimes." What will happen when the characters of The...
