[Clarke]
My back rests on the wall while I wait for Bellamy. He texted me telling me he was going to be a little late because of his mother -- which I completely understood so I couldn't get angry. Just anxious. Really anxious and stressed out. Part of me thought he was ditching me. The other part of me agreed. And at this point I really try to resist every urge I have to slap myself. I mean, I never was the insecure type of girl. I never really thought my palms could get so sweaty.
He could be some sixty-year-old perv. He could be so much younger than me. He could be completely different from the boy I texted. He could be a she. But that doesn't really make sense does it? Why would he fake his gender?
''Clarke?'' I quickly look to my left, my heart was racing so fast.
''Oh. Hi Atom. How are you?'' Disappointment hit me hard.
''I'm good, thanks.'' Atom gives me a warm smile. ''So, are you just casually leaning against the wall or are you waiting for someone?''
''Waiting for someone. Although I'd be cool enough to just lean against the wall.'' We both smile at each other once more and I suddenly felt awkward. ''So, um,'' I try to find a subject. ''Were you just passing by or...''
''Oh. No, I'm actually on a date... A blind date.'' He winks.
My eyes widen. What if Bellamy is actually Atom? Could it be him? It makes sense. It totally makes sense. That explains so much.
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FanfictionClarke exchanged text messages with Bellamy, a complete stranger. Now they're not so strangers anymore... Could this be the start of something more? *Read the first book, in order to understand everything! / I do not own any of the characters. Full...
