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**Unedited**There they were. The one and only Murphy siblings. They leaned against the dropship, Keylee cracking a joke about Bellamy.
"Hey! You two get to work." Bellamy snapped, the two exchanged glances, and Bellamy was instantly met with a round of snide comments.
Jasper watched from afar with pure admiration. The way Keylee's nose scrunched up when she made a joke to Murphy. How her laugh would boom through camp at Murphys remarks. They were just alike, but completely different at the same.
Jasper had eyes for her the very first day on Earth, but when he found out her relation to Murphy, he was scared to even look at her. Keylee had her own lace of sarcasm in everything, but she was nicer than he was. If it wasn't for her brother, Jasper would actually talk to her.
"Listen you two. You need to go to work, stop slacking."
"Yes boss." Keylee sarcastically saluted him, Bellamy letting out a sigh of annoyance. He began to yell at the pair, the two exchanging annoyed glances. "Hey, we're going. Keep your panties out of a wad."
"Dude, seriously." Monty laughed from beside Jasper. The boy looked back over at him, raising his eyebrows. "Just go talk to her-"
"Yeah, and get murdered by her brother? No thanks." Jasper sighed, looking up, only to see her walking over to the two. "Oh my god." He bowed his head, his eyes stuck on the crate of berries before him.
"Well, hello wonder twins." She grinned, looking up at the pair. Monty laughed lightly, playfully rolling his eyes at the girl, but Jasper didn't even look up at her. "Hey, Goggles, what's with the silent treatment?"
"Oh. Uhm, hey Keylee." She arched a brow at him, her arms crossed over her chest. "How'd you get stuck sorting rations."
"Same as you I would assume. Boss man and his all mighty power." She rolled her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. She settled between the two, her hands lazily sorting the berries and nuts.
Monty grinned over at Jasper, tossing a bag over into the boxes. "Hey, I'll be right back. Clarke needed me for something earlier."
"Awe, lucky." Keylee frowned. Monty sent a wink to Jasper, his eyes pleading the boy to stay. But Monty walked over to the dropship, leaning against a table where Clarke stood.
And with them being left alone, Jasper did what he knew best, telling jokes. By the time he had Keylee crying with laughter, nerves began to swell up in his stomach.
"So, uhm, Keylee. I, I mean, I don't know how you feel, but uhm. I really, uhm, like yo-"
"Jasper Jordan. Are you trying to ask me out." She smirked, her arms crossing over her chest. Her eyebrows were raised, but her eyes bright.
"Uhm. If, If you like me, but if not its, just forget it." He laughed nervously, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. Keylee laughed loudly, her hand taking his. She intertwined their fingers, a smile playing on her lips.
"Ya know, you're cute when you're nervous." She grinned up at him, but of course, high and mighty Bellamy had to ruin their moment. Keylee rolled her eyes, leaning on her toes and pecking the boy on the cheek, before walking over to Blake.
And that's when a certain John Murphy made his way over to Jasper, having seen the previous events. He stood beside of him, clapping a hand on the boys shoulder. Jasper jumped, his eyes widened as he looked over at him.
"I'm not mad, Jordan. You're a good guy, good for my little sister. But, I will warn you. If you hurt her, I will hunt you down and kill you in the most painfully slow way possible." He gave Jasper a small smile, the boy nodding along to his words with wide eyes. "I'm serious about this. Don't hurt my baby sister man." He glared over at him, the words running through Jasper. But before the boy could get a word in, John was already making his way back over to the job he was forced to do.
"That went better than I expected." Monty laughed from behind him.
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