𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 ⊰-⊱ 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗸𝗲

P A G E - F I V E

THIRD
POINT OF VIEW

𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐋𝐄, Verena Sloan hummed with an innocent look on her face as she picked at a pretty red carnation.

"Uh, so Mount Weather," Finn Collins said walking over to Clarke, Verena, and Wells hesitantly with his hands in his pockets. "when do we leave?"

"Right now," Clarke spoke as she stood up from Wells's ankle, leaving the young Jaha with a confused yet sad look on his face until she turned back around. "we'll be back tomorrow with food."

"How are the three of you gonna carry enough food for a hundred?" Wells asked as he looked up at Clarke and Finn, before glancing over at Verena who quickly looked up.

"Who the Hell said I was going?" Verena asked her friend as she looked up from the little red carnation, causing Wells to only look at her with his lips tightened.

Chuckling as he heard Verena's words, Finn was quick to turn around and grab the first two people he recognized and knew would be willing to come along.

Those two people are the ever-loving and adorable, Monty and Jasper.

"Four of us," Finn spoke with a smug look on his face, as he pulled Monty and Jasper over towards Clarke, Wells, and Verena. "can we go now?"

Laying her eyes on Jasper, Verena's eyes almost immediately widened as a giggle left her lips, and she stood up from the tree stump.

"Ouuu I wanna go now." Verena said flirtatiously as she moved to walk closer, only to be stopped by Wells.

"No, Verena." Wells spoke boredly as he grabbed a hold of her dark green skirt, causing the girl to stop moving and pout as she sat back down.

It was almost comical as Verena was the only person out of the entire hundred that had a different outfit, whilst everyone was wearing dark jeans, dark jackets, and dark everything else.

Verena was wearing a low waist dark green denim miniskirt, that showed off her thighs and legs, a beige multi-colored crochet knit pullover sweater crop top with long flared sleeves, and on her feet were a pair of off-white sneakers.

"Why can't she-" Jasper attempted to ask as he watched Wells pull Verena back to sitting down beside him, a light blush coating his cheeks.

"Trust me, kid, you don't want her going with you," Wells said shaking his head as made sure Verena was sitting, before placing another carnation in her hands. "also if she asks you to be her 'art project.'"

Finishing his words, Wells looked over at Jasper who vividly remembered the beautiful girl asking him if he wanted to be an artwork.

Seeing the look on Jasper's face, Wells already knew the answer to the question he had just asked, causing him to go tight-lipped again.

"Say no next time." Wells told the boy, throwing a glance at Verena who pouted as she picked at her new pretty flower.

"Why-" Jasper attempted to ask another question only to be once cut off by Wells, who pinched the bridge of his nose.