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High School,
Relationships Grow
Friendships are Challenged
And Parties are Constant
Bellarke/Jaya/Linctavia/Murven/Marper
It has been a week since the whole Echo thing and honestly I think Bellamy and I grew a lot closer. Tonight is the Homecoming game and tomorrow is the Homecoming dance. Raven, Harper, and Maya have all been asked already to the dance. Last Saturday, all us girls went dress shopping and found our dresses but Octavia and I currently have no use for them because Bellamy and Lincoln haven't asked us.
It is currently the last class of the day. I am finishing up the last of the days notes before the bell rings and I pack up my things. I walk into the hall to see that it is very quiet. I look around and everyone is standing on either side of the hall leaving the middle wide open, but there is only one person standing at the end of the hall. Bellamy.
He is holding a black poster-board with bright glitter words filling it. It reads, "Roses are red, Tiaras are stunning, Be my Princess at homecoming?" He gives me a large smile with a questioning look. I smile and run into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Of course I will my rebel knight" I giggle agreeing to his proposal.
Bellamy chuckles at his nickname before placing a sweet loving kiss on my lips.
~Octavia's POV:
I am now the only one of my friends to not have a date to homecoming. I am happy for everyone else, but I just wish Lincoln would ask me. Maybe he just assumes we will go together because we were dating but I was hoping for a real proposal.
After school, Bellamy, Clarke, and I all head back to our place to get ready for tonight's game. Clarke and I rummage through my closet looking for warmer clothes to wear. I put on a cream colored sweater and medium washed jeans with small rips. Clarke puts on light washed jeans, a navy vineyard wine shirt and a white puff vest.
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We slip our feet in our chosen shoes and brush out our hair before meeting Bellamy downstairs. We drive to the diner where we are meeting everyone else for dinner before the game.
~At the game: Halftime~
It is currently halftime and we are beating the other team by 10 points. I am about to go get a drink from the concessions but Bellamy grabs my arm and tells me not to.
"And why can't I get a drink?" I question in a sassy tone.
"I just think you should wait. There will be a lot of people down there" He answers not looking at me.
This makes me know he is hiding something, but I just drop it and plop back into my seat. The cheerleaders finish their routine and it is now time for the game to resume, but after 5 minutes only Lincoln walks onto the field carrying a football.
As he nears closer to the bleachers I can see how nervous he looks. I scoot to the edge of my seat worried of whats wrong. Lincoln stops right in front of me and motions for me to stand up. I do as he says and he pulls back his arm making me realize he is about to throw the ball to me. I catch it with ease and give him a confused look. He motions me to turn the ball over and when I do I gasp.
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I dash out of the stands and onto the field jumping into his arms wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
"Yes! Of course I will go with you!" I yell tightening my arms around his neck.
He spins me around and I give him a passionate kiss. We pull back and just smile at each other. Lincoln then sets me back down and tells me that he will see me after the game. I nod and make my way back to my seat still carrying the football. When I get back, Bellamy looks at me with a knowing smirk on his face.
"You knew, thats why you wouldn't let me go to the concession stand." I accuse sitting down.
"Yup" Bellamy replies popping the 'p' at the end of the word.
"Well now you can go get me a soda" I say with a smirk of my own.
"Ooo, will you also get me twizzlers?" Clarke asks hearing that Bell was going to the concession stand.
"Ugh fine" he whines before getting up and walking away.
Clarke and I giggle at my brothers whining before going back to the game just catching Lincoln make another touchdown causing everyone to cheer.
