CHAPTER TWO|NEBULA
❝ when you're feeling lost i'll leave my love, hidden in the sun, for when the darkness comes. ❞
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"COOL A MAP," A VOICE SAYS FROM BEHIND LIBERTY, "They got a bar in this town? I'll buy you a beer." Liberty narrows her eyes before snatching the map away from the teenager boy's grip, "Thanks, but I don't drink." The boy frowns before smirking as another boy walks up behind them, "Well, that's unfortunate. But could I still take you out?" "No."
Wells clears his throat and glares, the boy frowns before putting his hands up in surrender, "Sorry, man." Wells narrows his eyes before shoving the goggle-clad boy, "Hands off of my cousin, man."
"Hey, hey, hey." A voice calls out as the teenage boy flirting with her sister backs away, "He's with us." "Of course he is, Murphy." Justice says as she rolls her eyes and shoves her dagger that she had pick-pocketed from one of the guards in her boot. "Relax, we're just trying to figure out where we are." A masculine voice comes out from behind Justice, making her turn and glare. "We're on the ground, isn't that enough for you?" "No," Justice mutters under her breath as she stands by her cousin, Wells wraps a protective arm around her as she takes her place beside him, Bellamy raises an eyebrow, but doesn't question the gesture.
Justice was still talking to herself quietly, "I mean, who would be if we were in the right place," She says sarcastically, "but hey, if the radiation, animals or people on the don't ground kill us, starvation's still on the list!" Clarke snickers beside her, obviously hearing the girl's witty remarks. "What was that, love?" Justice glares, "I don't repeat myself to people lower than me, sorry." She sneers before Wells speaks up.
"We need to find Mount Weather, you heard my Father." Liberty tugs on his jacket sleeve, "Not helping, Wells." "Screw your Father." Octavia Blake says to Wells, making Liberty flinch at the harshness of her voice. "What? You think you're in charge here?" She nods towards Clarke, "You and your little princess?"
"Do you think we care about who's in charge?" Clarke bursts as she glares at the two Blake siblings, "We need to get to Mount Weather not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this'll be. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a twenty-mile trek, okay? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave now." Bellamy narrows his eyes, "I got a better idea. You two go, find it for us." He suggests as the crowd behind him jeers, "Let the privileged do the hard work for a change."
"You aren't listening!" Wells exclaims, pulling his arms from his cousins' grips, "We all need to go!" Wells is interrupted when Murphy shoves him, "Look at this everybody, chancellor of earth!" Justice steps forward, "Leave him alone!" Murphy looks at the girl tauntingly, "Or what?" "Or you'll find yourself waking up in a grave tomorrow," The crowd gets excited as Murphy kicks out Wells' knee out from underneath him, making him collapse onto the ground again, "Prove it."
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