Get Lucky| b.blake

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Fallon's POV

"Fal! Fal come on wake up. We're on the ground." My eyes flickered at the sound of Micks voice.

"She's probably dead." Another voice said. I furrowed my brow. Then I opened my eyes. "Or not." The voice said and I looked up to see a boy with a gash across his face.

"Hey." I whispered as Mick broke into a smile. "What I miss?" I asked and he smiled.

"We're on the ground Fal." He said. "The ground." He whispered more to himself. I nodded and un buckled. I looked around and saw everyone huddled around the door. "What are they doing?" I hissed. "The air could be toxic!" I yelled out pushing past people. To the front where I saw Bellamy with his sister. So that's why he was here.

"Chill out Fal." Mick said placing a hand on my shoulder. "We'll all die of it if we stay in here anyways." He shrugged and looked at Bellamy who smirked. I sighed and glanced at the girl next to me. I knew her. She was Abby Griffins daughter, Clarke. I tensed. She had no clue who I was. She was standing next to the Chancellors son Wells.

The doors opened.

The light flickered into the pod. I tensed and held my breath, Mick grabbed my hand and I relaxed. Still not breathing. Then Bellamys sister, Octavia, stepped out of the pod. Bellamys eyes followed her closely. Is this how siblings act? She hopped onto the ground. Nothing. What was I expecting? The ground to swallow her up? she turned and looked at us. Her eyes scanning over all of us.

"We're back bitches!" She yelled throwing her hands up. Then everyone ran from the pod. Running all over the ground. Swinging from the trees and climbing them. I stood still, Micks hand fell from mine and he ran off too. Leaving me standing with Clarke and Wells. Two people I didn't want to be near. So I took off too. Climbing my way up a tree.

"Hey chill out!" Clarke yelled. "Lets get going!" She yelled again. I saw people roll their eyes at her. I narrowed my eyes at her and began moving down the tree.

"Come on Clarke." Wells suggested. "Have some fun." He continued. I jumped down next to Bellamy who had discarded his shirt. He ranked his eyes up and down Clarke. I rolled my eyes and shifted my weight as Mick tossed his arm over my shoulder. I looked around and saw two boys watching Clarke and Wells carefully. One had goggles and one had a Chinese look to him.

"We need to find food and build shelter." Clarke insisted. Finn stood on the other side of Mick. His arms crossed and he leaned on the tree.

"Then you do it." Hissed the boy who had suggested I was dead. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Rather the privileged die then us." He said with a shrug.

"Shut up Murphy." Hissed Finn ad tossed a rock at him. I smiled with a chuckle.

"Maybe I will." Clarke hissed grabbing a bag and walking off. My eyes wondered. I looked at Mick who shrugged and walked off. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed a knife and followed her. Finn close behind me.

"Wait up!" I yelled to her and Wells. She turned and looked at us. Finn, goggles, Asian and I followed her. "We're coming with you." I said and she nodded. "What's with her?" I asked to Finn and he shrugged before catching up to her. I stayed back with goggles and Asian. I needed to call him something else.

"You guys know who that is right?" Goggles asked and I nodded. "That's the docs daughter." He continued. And looked behind us. "Hey look." It was Octavia running after us. I smiled.

"Your brother is not going to like this princess." Goggles said and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Jasper and Monty." He continued pointing at the Asian boy next to him. She nodded and ran ahead. I smirked and let out a snort. "Shut up." He said.

"I'm Fallon." I said and they smirked.

"We know who you are." Monty said and I smiled. It was true. I had also threatened to kill Abby Griffin and the Chancellor. They knew who I was."You threatened-"

"I know." I said cutting him off. He blinked and looked at me. "Lets go." I sped up. "I don't want to be out after dark."

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