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THE FIRE BURNED BRIGHTLY, cries of pain ringing throughout the night as Jinny ripped open another wristband. Cheers erupted all around her, hooting and hollering with the drumming of plastic buckets. The metal brace fell to the ground with a dull klunk and she swiftly picked it up before cursing under her breath again. The boy beside her rubbed his sore wrist where red dots decorated his pale skin with a pattern of poorly imitated constellations.
"That really hurt!" he complained and Jinny pushed him away.
"Oh, suck it up," she snapped back in irritation before shouting at the rowdy crowd. "Who's next?"
A girl crouched down beside her to take the boy's place and laid her arm across the large rock in front of them. Jinny positioned her rod at the top of the girl's band to snap it open at the clasp. She examined it again and clicked her tongue in frustration, wiping beads of perspiration from her top lip. The woman flung the useless piece of metal into the fire with pronounced vexation.
Bellamy's deep voice boomed above the tumult. "Anyone else?"
"What the hell are you doing?!" Wells stormed over and threw Jinny a disapproving glance while Bellamy looked to him with an affronted expression. A boy with closely cropped hair and a tanned complexion that they got to know as John Mbege stepped forwards tauntingly but Bellamy stopped him with a hand to the chest. The man turned back to Wells.
"We're liberating ourselves," he said and Jinny rolled her eyes. "What does it look like?"
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Fanfiction⸻ ( Bellamy Blake ) Jinny Shumway was the epitome of brilliance, the brightest star in their galaxy. But even stars can fall -- burning, crashing, incandescent. ( the 100 ) • 2020 ( editing in progress )