Chapter Seventeen

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Bellamy woke up the next morning not shore what the day would have in store for him. He knew what would be expected of him but did he really know if he would be able to do the job?

What he herd from the other guards was that Clarke was impossible to work with. That she was spoiled , initiated, a brat, and down rite mean. He herd that she had a temper on her and most of her guards only lasted a few weeks before asking to be reassigned. That was until a few years ago when her parents seemed to give up all together and cancelled all further personals.

The only problem I is he was no longer shore that any of that was true. He had seen her go out of her way to help that little girl. She could have been arrested but she did not seem to care. Then just yesterday in the infirmary she refused pain medication because she did not like the rules. She was made that her mom denied it to a nother child but wanted to give ur to her.

Surely that girl could not be the same monster that others had described.

He woke up that morning giving his mom and sister a hug before heading to the cadet showers. He was not lucky enough to have a shower in his home. He took the quickest shower of his life. Being late to his first day would be unforgivable. He looked at his watch when he was dressed. He had fifteen minutes ubtill five. He did not want to risk anything so he headed rite over to the armory.

Myers was there waiting just like Bellamy knew he would be.

"Your early." Myers said to him.

"Yes sir." Bellamy responded.

"That's good. Keep up with that kind of attitude and you will go far kid." He told Bellamy.

"Yes sir." Bellamy dad once again.

"So let's get you a weapon."

Bellamy fallowed him in side. The room was knew to him. He knew what was here but being just a cadet he was never allowed in the armory. He looked around to see rows and rows of guns. Boxes of bullets. Knives, tasers, and batons lined the walls.

"You will be equipped with the standard baton, and teaser. You will also be getting a gun." He told Bellamy as he handed him a unloading hang gun.

"I'll be taking you to the range to show you how to use that thing. All of the bullets have tracking number so we can keep track of who has what weapons. So don't get any ideas." He told Bellamy.

"Yes sir." Bellamy answered.

Myers left the room and Bellamy fallowed not shore of what was happening. That was until he saw that they were in the shooting range.

Bellamy was nerves at first as Myers showed him how to load, unloaded, and clean his gun. All of that nervousness went away the second he actually got to fire bid gun. The surge of adrenalin that ran through his body was eclectic. He had never felt anything like it before.

"See your a natural." Myers said to him as he pulled in and looked over his target.

Bellamy was surprised to see that most of his bullets had landed were he wanted them to.

"Now what?" Bellany asked.

"Now I tell you what your job is. Basically you fallow Clarke around were ever she is too go. She is never to be left unsupervised. The only time you are not working is when she is in the care of her parents. They will provide a scedual for you. That's it. Stay with her and keep her alive."

He made ur seem so easy.

"Don't let her out of my site and keep her alive. Understood." Bellamy answered.

"Good. I think your ready to meet the Griffins."

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