BELLARKE AU: COULDN'T CARE LESS

11.

        Clarke and Bellamy saw eachother often nowadays. Mostly because they still couldn't come up with a good theme for their project.

        "Honestly, by now," said Bellamy after their third after school homework sesh at the library, "I couldn't care less what mark I got."

        "Yeah, well that's you," said Clarke. "And that's not me, so, keep racking that little brain of yours."

        They sat in silence, both pondering what they could possibly write about. For Clarke, the list was endless, it was fine tuning which was the best path that was the hard part. She didn't know what Bellamy was thinking, but she knew it wasn't anything stupid. He was a smart guy. Or at least she hoped he was.        

        "Trust?" said Bellamy. "No one trusts anyone in this play."

        "Yeah, that's good."

       Clarke took her pencil and wrote on a fresh piece of paper.

        TRUST.

        "That took way too long," said Bellamy.