Peaked -Bellamy Blake¹

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As Bellamy and I walk through the woods, I become a little concerned to be alone with him. He has a gun on him, and he wants my wristband, but Clarke and Finn aren't to far in front of us, if Bellamy tries something, they'll know.

Bellamy is the first to say something. "So, you worked with Clarkes father, you said?"

Is he really doing this right now?

"Cut the bullshit Bellamy I know why you came with us. You want our wristbands. But Clarke is right, you really are going to have to actually kill us, if you want the Ark to think we're dead. Or i guess cut off our hands, you said?

I make sure he knows that I heard everything that they were talking about so he doesn't try anything surprising. Again, I don't think he would do anything with everyone so close, but you never know.

Bellamy puts a smirk on his face again and shakes his head. "Is eavesdropping a sport to you or something? I mean seriously I can't talk without you listening in." He lets out a sarcastic chuckle.

I'm quick to retort.

"Why do you even want our wristbands? Anyone's? And don't give me that bullshit about us being able to take care of ourselves."

This time, he drops the smirk and gives me his serious, threatening look. "Aspen we don't owe the Ark anything. I'm just trying to give the people they locked up, what they want. Freedom."

Ugh he's so full of shit.

"No Bellamy, you wanna know what I think? I think you're totally bullshitting everyone and all you want is control."

That's not really fully what I think is going on here, but again I haven't figured out how he got down here or why he's doing this, so that's the best I got.

Bellamy grabs my arm so we both stop walking. What is it with him and grabbing my arm? "You really think this is all about control? Tell you what, I'll tell you how I got down here when you take off your wristband." His smirk is now back in full affect. 

He got me there. When I don't say anything back, Bellamy keeps his stare focused on me. "That's what I thought." He drops my arm and keeps walking forward. "Now let's keep walking. We're losing everyone."

I don't know why, but I just give In. I sigh and follow him.

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We eventually caught up with Finn and Clarke. They had found a lead near what looks to be a very refreshing ravine. They found Jasper's goggles and signs of fresh blood. Poor kid. I really really hope he's okay, at least not dead.

Wells and Murphy catch up to us too. Oh good, they didn't kill each other.

At least I know Bellamy won't try and pull anything today...I think.

Now that were all a group, Finn stands in the front, doing the tracking. He's always been really good at Earth skills. I never really paid attention to anything we learned in school, I never had to. I just taught myself. I read countless books, and I think having a good memory comes with this whole genius thing, because I pretty much remember everything I read. I read a book on Earth skills once (I was running out of books and lock up), so I know what he's doing. It's called cutting sign.

As we walk, Murphy lets out a skeptical sigh. "Hey, how do we even know this is the right way?" Bellamy migrates over towards the other side of the track, where I'm standing as he responds knowingly. "We don't. Space walker thinks he's a tracker."

Wells, who also seems to understand what Finn was doing, corrects Bellamy. "It's called cutting sign, fourth-year earth skills. He's good."

Finn seems kind of annoyed by all of the bickering. "Wanna keep it down? Or should I paint a target on your backs?"