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"Hey!" The hostile tone in Taya's yell caused spooked heads to turn her way, but none the one she wanted, her eyes trained on the man in the guards uniform

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"Hey!" The hostile tone in Taya's yell caused spooked heads to turn her way, but none the one she wanted, her eyes trained on the man in the guards uniform. "Hey, Blake, I'm talking to you!" She yelled again when he continued to pretend he was oblivious to her, only unable to do so when she boldly walked right up to him, her fiery demeanor no longer ignorable.

"Sorry, do I know you?" Bellamy asked, his brow furrowing as if he was thinking real hard, his eyes flickering around and noting the wide eyes of the onlookers who seemed stuck on her.

"Your gun and my head certainly seem to know one another." Taya sneered, her hands going on her hips as her eyes narrowed, unappreciated of his innocent facade.

Bellamy studied her for a moment, his lips drawn in unpleasantly as he tried to figure her out, knowing most people would not so boldly talk to someone in a guards uniform as she did, unflinching under his gaze.

The two were so wrapped up in their stare-down the failed to notice the brunette they both knew approaching the two, calling out, "Oh, Hey, Taya! I see you've met my brother." Octavia smiled, the tension between them going completely over her head as she missed the looks they shot one another.

"Oh!" Taya hid her shock, wiping the glare off of her face to smile painfully at Bellamy, "i had no idea this was your brother." Taya drawled, her smile not reaching her eyes.

"Yeah, I got all the looks and smarts clearly, but he's alright." Octavia joked. Taya's brows quickly flicked up in agreement.

"Clearly." She repeated without the joking tone, her eyes dragging up and down Bellamy's figure, Bellamy returning the rude gesture. Taya could see the similarities between the two now, and Octavia was a very pretty girl, but anything attractive about Bellamy was spoiled by his nasty attitude.

"He's single, you know." Octavia threw in, mistaking their look overs as mutual attraction, Taya's jaw going slack with shock as for a moment she froze at what Octavia was suggesting,

"Oh, why that is just shocking." Taya drawled sarcastically after recovering from her shock. Octavia still didn't quite pick up on the sarcasm like Bellamy did, who gave her an unfriendly smile in response.

"What were you two talking about anyways?" Octavia asked and the two became hesitant, pausing as their eyes locked, unwilling to tell her she'd actually been about to cuss him out.

"Relax, we're just trying to figure out where we are." A voice trickled down from the drop-ship ramp to the trio, catching Bellamy's attention as he looked over Taya's shoulder, Bellamy finding I way out of the conversation as he puffed his chest out and took a few steps forward, breezing past the two girls as his demeanor entirely changed, his voice booming, "We're on the ground. That not good enough for you?" Bellamy asked, catching attention.

Taya turned around to see Wells hesitate, his eyes scanning the numerous unwanted eyes he now found boring into him. "We need to find Mount Weather." Wells responded unhappily after a few moments, giving in, "You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority."

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