Chapter 2

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Clarke and Savannah had been arguing for a few days as they aren't use to spending so much time together.
Marcus requests that one of the girls gets moved to another cell.
The guards move Clarke to her own cell.

One day out of the blue Marcus goes to Savannahs room, he tells her to pack her things.
She packs some clothes, a tooth brush and toothpaste. She adds a few books to her backpack and a change of shoes .
"Ok I'm packed, wait why am I packing? It's not like I'm able to go anywhere." Savannah expresses sarcastically.
Marcus looks at Savannah with a serious look on his face.
"You've been chosen." He informs her.
He is a little bit scared as he knows that she is being sent on a suicide mission.

Savannah is confused as she still hasn't been told where she's going.
"Chosen for what exactly Uncle Marcus?" Savannah now questioning him in a worried tone as she can sense Marcus isn't keen on the idea of her going wherever she's going.

"You will find out with the others for now just stay calm ok, everything will be ok." He voices.
Savannah calms down a tiny bit she grabs her bag and starts to walk out of her cell, she notices the there is a guard posted outside of everyone's door.
"Ok what's going on?" Savannah turns and asks her uncle who is following her out the door.
Marcus forces a smile.
"Nothing to worry about Vanna, just something that is going to help everyone in the long run." Marcus briefly explains.

Savannah knowing about the life support failure onboard the ark fears that all the inmates will be executed to preserve as much oxygen as possible.
She tries to run away not wanting to die but the guard out side of the next door stands in her way, she looks back as if to see if she can run the opposite way, she sees her path is blocked from both ways, she looks over the edge and sees that there's about a 30 floor drop and decides to just give up.
The group is escorted to a room where there's 100 seats and desks lined up, it looks like two of the classrooms had been turned into one big one.

"Hey do you know why we're here?" A strange voice questions Savannah.
She doesn't look at the person and responds looking down at the ground.
"No clue but it's probably the way we all die whatever it is." Savannah blatantly voices.
The mystery person can tell that Savannah is scared, they take her hand to comfort her. The way this person held her had was familiar, it was soft and comforting. It was nearly as though she had held this hand before.

She looks up from the ground and faces this person.
"Bell? Wow you've grown up. I guess no more hiding in the storage compartment for you." She jokes.
Bellamy's face gleams as he instantly recognises his long lost childhood best friend.

"Savannah, oh my gosh. You're not a little girl anymore are you." Bellamy teases.
Savannah blushes as she realises what Bellamy was referring to.
"Bellamy Blake, did you just make a joke about my body?" Savannah jokes.

Bellamy gasps, he didn't even realise what he had just said until Savannah said this.
"I uhh- I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that you, um you've grown." Bellamy stutters.
Savannah smiles at him, she didn't realise until that moment how much she had missed him.
She holds his hand back a bit tighter not wanting to let go.

The pair are quickly torn apart and sat down in seats, being from different sectors they are seated in different rows.
The rows are separated by the sectors the teens either have worked in pre lock up or the sectors of where they resided.
These sectors are the following:
Argo or agricultural Station, the farmers. Known best for their moonshine and medicinal herbs they also grow food, such as fruits,vegetables, wheats and grains. These are the people who keep everyone's bellies full.
This is the station Savannah and Jasper grew up in.

Mecha Station, the mechanics, good with their hands and can fix just about anything.
This was the home of Raven.

Hydra or more commonly known as hydro station, these are the people who control and maintain all of the arks water supply, the drinking and showering water.

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