The 100 Preferences/Imagines

The Clumsy Girl | Jasper Jordan

English isn't my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

Warnings: has a very subtle mention of sexual stuff.

(H/C) stand for "Hair color"

Word Count: 1869 words.

Some people have a wrong view of delinquents, some of them at least. Usually when you think of a criminal, a bad stuff may come to your head. Someone bad who did bad things to end up where he was. If you think that way, you'd be surprised to be introduced to (Y/N) (Y/L/N). She didn't have a bad soul, in fact, (Y/N) had a big heart and was, well, clumsy. Not just a little, she was very clumsy. And all of the 100 knew this, and that's why she was wandering around the camp, looking for something to do, someone to help.

That had already become routine. Every day (Y/N) would wake up ready to do something, but everyone she tried to help said they were fine and wouldn't let her stay there. Every day she would try to help anyone, but eventually she would be rejected by everyone and sit in front of her tent doing nothing. But that day she was determined to help somebody, so she went to find, after a while wandering around the camp, who could give her a task, Bellamy.

The Blake man was having a conversation with some deliquent, and when he spotted the girl she thought he saw him sighing, but that didn't stop her from smiling a little when she reached his side.

"I want to do something." she said simply, knowing he knew why she was there.

"Look for someone to help, then." he said disinterestedly, talking to the other boy again.

"I looked." she spoke again, making him growl. "No one will let me help."

Bellamy looked at her impatiently for a few seconds, thinking about her problem. His face softened for a moment. "You know Jasper Jordan, don't you?"

And indeed she did, but somehow she hadn't found him in the camp that day. Well, it wasn't so surprising, since he was helping Raven Reyes make gun bullets. It didn't sound like something she would normally do, but she was tired of doing nothing in that place, and it was her lucky that Jasper didn't seem to mind her being clumsy, or that he thought she couldn't be as bad as everyone thought. How wrong he was. And he had only noticed it when (Y/N) had already ruined half the bullets. Oh, how Raven and Bellamy would be mad.

"What the hell did you just do?!" he asked, with a certain tone of desperation, thinking of excuses for what happened. Well, it wasn't his fault, Bellamy who had assigned her to help him. But he had been warned before, he should have kept an eye on her while she was near him.

"I did what you told me to do." she snapped, getting defensive. She understood less than him how she had done it.

"That was nothing like what I showed you." he grunted, adjusting his goggles nervously on his head.

"Well, I'm sorry if you're a bad teacher."

"I'm not a bad teacher." he exclaimed, taking some damaged bullets in his hands to see if there was any way to fix them. Didn't have. "You're a walking disaster!"

She stared at the boy, her anger growing inside her. (Y/N) knew people talked about her when she wasn't around, but it was different to hear someone say that in front of her, and it hurt even more because it was said by the cute boy she had a crush on.

The girl took some of the bullets that didn't work anymore and threw them at Jasper, who muttered na outraged "ouch". "What the hell was that for?"