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Monty looked down at the small walkie talkie in his hand. The signal has been lost a long time ago, and he was ninety percent sure the batteries didn't even work. He pulled out the other walkie talkie he had in his pocket, one that could only get a signal from another walkie talkie that was a mile away. Arcadia was at least fifteen miles away, there was no way the signal would be able to bounce off the small cell tower. The signal would never be received.
A voice came through the com. "Monty, it's time for lunch, head on over to the kitchen" Clarke's voice came in.
"On my way" Monty replied through a sigh.
He stood up and brushed the dust and dirt off of his ripped brown cargo pants. He jammed the walkie into his back pocket and wen't into the prison kitchen. It smelled like beans and sweat, or as if someone's dreams had just shriveled up and died.
"It smells like complete ass in here" Jasper mocked, walking into the kitchen.
"Shut up Jasper, sit your ass down and eat" Bellamy said.
"Well someone is in a pissy mood once again"
They ate in silence for a while before Clarke broke it.
"Have you gotten a signal yet Monty?" The famous Wanheda asked.
"I tried, it can definetly receive a signal, but the batteries are busted"
"What type are they?"
"Well I opened the back with a screw driver and there weren't any batteries in there, but by looking at it, I would guess that are triple a"
Bellamy looked at Clarke.
"Well, I know there aren't any in the jeep, the walkie in the jeep runs on double a" Bellamy said.
"I know what we can do" Clarke interjected.
"Nothing?" Jasper said sarcastically.
"No, I saw a rather large building on the other side of this island, there could be something over there, maybe extra food and clothing"
"We could go check it out in the morning" Bellamy offered.
"I could go, you should stay here and watch over everyone" Clarke was mostly looking at Jasper.
"I think you would need someone to help you carry things. We don't have the jeep, plus i'm quite sure that Octavia could watch over camp"
Octavia gave a shrug and pulled out her sword. "Sounds fine to me"
"Two is a bit of a crowd Bell" Clarke said.
"Well I am coming weather you like it or not. We leave tomorrow morning. We did already decide that me and you would go anyways"
"Yeah, but I changed my mind"
"well I didn't"
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Stranded- A Bellarke Fanfiction (The 100)
RomanceBellamy and Clarke have survived thus far, but can they, and their friends survive an ice cold winter, stranded on an island? Or will they freeze to death? Will they die, or will their strong love for each other keep them alive? Spoiler: this book...
