Arke High

Ch.18

Clarke P.O.V
It was Saturday, and I was in my room reading when there was a tap on my window. I turned to the window and there was Bellamy standing outside on my balcony. I opened the glass doors to let him in. My room was on the second floor, and it was higher up then normal, so I didn't know how he climbed up here.
"Hey Bellamy. " I said as he pulled me in for a hug.
"Hey Princess, so is today you last day of being grounded?"
I looked up at him and smiled,"Yep unless my mom finds out you snuck into my room."
"Is she here right now?" He asked.
"Nope. She's working."I answered.
"Them we don't have to be quiet." He said mischievously.
"What are you thinking?" I asked. He picked me up making me yelp.Then he dropped me onto my bed and started tickling me. I laughed.
"Bellamy please stop." I managed to say in between giggles.
"What if I don't?" He taunted. I responded by grabbing one of his hands and with all my strength pulling him onto the bed with me, then sitting on top of him.
"Wow Princess you weigh a ton." He exclaimed exaggeratedly."What have you been eating?"
"Rocks." I answered jokingly.
"You should stop eating rocks they do nothing for your figure." He said as if scorning me. "But seriously get off of me, or I'm gonna have to push you off."
"Only if you promise not to tickle me." I told him.
"Fine I promise." I hopped off him. He then pulled me into a kiss. Gladly I kissed him back. Every time I kissed him my heart sped up, and I disappeared into him. His lips were soft and the kiss was gentle. Whenever I kissed him my mind shut off. I slid onto his lap and placed my hands on his shoulders. We pulled away when we heard a knock on the door.
"Expecting someone Princess?" He asked.
"No, I'll be right back." I got up to go answer the door, but Bellamy pulled me towards him.
"Don't answer, what if it's someone who'll tell your mom I'm here?" He said.
"Then you'll quietly stay in my room 'till they leave." I said and went to open the door.
I opened the door, it was a delivery man.
"Delivery for a Miss Clarke Griffin." He said.
"That's me." I said.
"Can you sign here while I go get your delivery from my truck?" He asked.
"Yes of course." I responded taking the clipboard and pen from his hands. He turned to his delivery truck and came back with a large box. He handed me the box and took the clipboard.
"Thank you." I said and shut the door with my foot as the man turned to leave. The box wasn't nearby just large. I walked upstairs with the box and dropped it on my bed next to Bellamy.
"What's in the box?" He asked.
I shrugged, then went to grab a letter opener from the top of my drawer. I used it to cut the tape on the top of the box. I opened it. Inside was a blank canvas, various paints, charcoal, pastels, a note, and a box of chocolate. I wondered who sent it. I read the note and smiled. It was from my cousin Thalia, the note read:
Happy early Birthday Clarke! I can't believe your almost 18, your so old. Nah just kidding, I sent this because I wasn't sure when I was going to be able to send it to you or if I was going to be able to visit you for your birthday, three weeks from now. You know, because I don't have access to a mailbox everywhere I go to shoot photos. Hope you have an amazing Birthday. Right now I'm heading to somewhere in the Amazon and there's no cell service so I won't be able to call. Sorry if I'm not there for your birthday. Love you cuz!
Sincerely your amazingly awesome cousin,
Thalia
"Who's it from?" Bellamy asked trying to peer over my shoulder to read the note.
"My cousin Thalia, she sent it for my birthday." I answered.
"Whens your birthday?" He asked.
"November 29th, three weeks from now." I responded takin the box and putting it on the floor besides my bed.
"Your birthday is during thanksgiving break then." He stated.
"Yep, when's your birthday?" I asked.
"December 1st." He said.
"That's only two days away from mine, maybe we can celebrate together." I suggested.
"I'd love that Princess. What did you plan on doing for your birthday?" He asked.
"Nothing really, my mom has work that day and usually Thalia comes over and we go dancing, but she can't come this year." I was a little sad Thalia couldn't come over, she was the closest thing I had to a sister. Whenever I could talk to her I did, and we constantly wrote each other letters. I remembered one time when a lot of our relatives came to my grandmother mansion for Christmas, she was eighteen I was fourteen, our annoying cousin Dax, who was 15, kept messing with us. Thalia, me, and him had to share a room, so when he was asleep Thalia had the great idea to draw on his face with green and yellow Sharpie's. This gave me the idea to use paint on his hair. I ended up painting his hair red, and white. His reaction when he finally saw himself was hilarious.
"Your mom won't take a day off even if it's your birthday?" He asked sounding genuinely surprised. I shook my head.
"Well Princess that won't matter, because I promise you'll have the best birthday of your life." He said smiling.
"Will I know?" I asked wrapping my hands around his waist and looking up at him.
"Yep." He answered popping the 'p', and brushing a hair from my face. I leaned up to kiss him. He took my face in his hand and kissed me back. Still kissing him, I walked backwards towards my bed, and I slowly laid in it. Bellamy was on top of me kissing me softly. I cupped his face with my hands. Somehow we changed places and now I was on top of him and his back was on my bed. One of his hands was on my lower back and the other trailed up and down my spine giving me shivers. My hands were on his shoulders. I moved from his lips to his neck.
"Clarke!" The sudden scream made me jump off of Bellamy. I thought my mom was in my room. Luckily it came from downstairs.
"I thought you said your mom was working." Bellamy said standing up.
"She was, I have no idea what she's doing here. But you have to go before she sees you." I then muttered to myself."Then she'll really forbid me from being with you."
"Did you just say she'll stop you from being with me?" He asked. Well I thought I muttered to myself.
"Yeah." I confessed.
"Why?" He asked. I heard my mother's footsteps on the stairs.
"I'll explain later, but right now you have to go." I said practically pushing him towards the balcony.
"Okay, bye." He said and gave me a quick kiss before leaving. He went down the balcony just in time because not even a minute later my mother cam thought the door.
"Clarke I called you." She said sounding irritated.
"Sorry, I " I told her the only excuse I could think of, "in the bathroom."
"Oh okay, I brought food do you want some?" She asked.
"Sure." I followed her downstairs to the dining room. As we ate my mother began talking about work, but I wasn't listening. I was thinking of how I was going to tell Bellamy my mother didn't want us together because she thought he was going to break my heart.