Chapter 23

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Clarke's POV

Now the annual camp games are over, there isn't any real purpose to camp life. The leaders still lead plenty of activities, but other than that everyone just wanders around. No one really knows what to do with themselves. In our free time, me and Bellamy sit and talk by the lake, or mess around with the rest of our friends. Annoyingly, Raven talks non stop about this boy she likes- Wick, I think he's called. All the time. Jasper and Monty are the same as they always have been, goofing around. Life is becoming kind of predictable. And predictable equals boring.

Oddly, Octavia has been completely MIA lately. From dawn until dusk she is nowhere. In the few seconds I see her each day, she either brushes me off or cones up with a lame excuse. 'I'm litter picking out in the forest'. I mean, C'mon. This is Octavia I'm talking about. Thankfully, her brother doesn't notice and for her sake, I hope he never finds out.

Octavia's POV

The smell of salt water fills my lungs and the cold from the rock I'm sat on seeps into my bones. Patiently, I wait for Lincoln to cross the lake. Its around midday, and I had to sneak out of the lunchtime wood hike to be here. As if on cue, Lincoln's boat appears a few metres out on the lake. He smiles and waves, before resuming the struggle to the shore.

When the boat runs aground, I help Lincoln lug the boat onto land. Without a word, we scurry into the forest, back to the derelict hut. Once inside, I turn and kiss Lincoln on the cheek.
"Hi", I greet enthusiastically.
"Hey. How've you been?" He asks.
"You saw me yesterday, not a lot has changed", I remark.
"A lot can happen in 24 hours. Sorry I took so long to get here, I had trouble 'borrowing' the boat", Lincoln says, emphasising the borrowed.
"But your a leader surely, you can 'borrow' whatever you need?" I reply.
"Unfortunately not. If anything, people are starting to get suspicious", he answers solemnly.
"Same here. Sometimes I wish everyone knew".
"Me too".

Bellamy's POV

"How did you get us lost? We are at a camp we've visited every summer of our lives so far?!" Clarke shouts. I shrug in reply.
"I don't know, the map is wrong. The path isn't meant to be this thick", I say, rolling my eyes.
"The path isn't the only thing that's thick", Clarke mutters under her breath.
Behind us, the old and young campers trudge and moan.
"My feet hurt", "I stood in thorns", " where are we?". With no real clue as to where we might be headed, I walk forward. Looking from left to right, all I can see is green.
"Bellamy Blake where are you going now?", Clarke calls after me.
"I'm trying to get back to camp", I shout back.
"Camp is back that way. Your being an idiot, Raven tell him he's being an idiot", she shouts.
"I'm not shouting at dad", Raven answers from the crowd. I jog back to the group just in time to see Clarke glare at Raven.

After sending out smaller groups to roam the forest, a flustered Jasper returns pointing, panting and heaving.
"Fa... Far left. Ther- There's the... Lake", he finishes.
"The lake? We could easil y find our home from there", Clarke thankfully sighs.
"I knew the lake was there the whole time, we weren't lost", I lie.
"Yeah right genius", Clarke teases.
With the help of the little kids, we all scream/shout for the others to comr back.Once our group is reunited we start the trek back to camp.

Despite our best efforts, within an hour we're lost again. At least this time it wasn't my fault.
Following our gut instinct, we keep to the lakeside hoping to see any signs of life.
Up ahead, Raven calls for our attention.
"There's a cabin over here. It looks pretty run down, but it might have a map", she explains before jumping into the forest. With some reservations, we follow her.

Octavia's POV

Lincoln and I are casually chatting on the floor of the hut, when I hear rustling outside.
"Did you hear that?" I interrupt.
"Hear what?"
Before I can comprehend what's going on, Raven bursts through the door. Trailing behind are Jasper, Monty, Clarke and worst of all, Bellamy. How am I going to explain this one?

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