The rising of the sun awoke Margaret Kane for her second day on the ground. Oranges and yellows seeped through the blanket of leaves above her as she thought about how much more pleasant it was waking up as apposed to the bland grey walls of the ark.
It didn't take her long to get back to camp but when she did she was reminded of why she left to begin with. She slept a 10 minute walk out of their landing sight, and was grateful that she was able to avoid the chaos over night. Teenagers were running around laughing and screaming obnoxiously, and the sound of drums could be heard from the outskirts. The young Kane considered leaving immediately after she returned, however withdrew from her thoughts when a large body slammed into her own.
"Watch we're you're going next time Maggie!" Exclaimed a sleepless looking Murphy. The girl looked at the teens surrounding her trying to find a 'Maggie', when she realised it was just herself and Murphy."Oh-um... You know my name's Margaret right? Not-uh... not Maggie." She explained and became even more confused by the sight of a smile growing on Murphy's face. "I know, Margaret's too old-timey and formal. You should be glad I'm not not using the names everyone else has given you."
"And what exactly are they calling me." She asked rather concerned, a camp-wide nickname isn't the definition of 'laying low' that the girl had planned for. Margaret shoved her hands in her pocket never taking her eyes off the boy in front of her, pursing her lips.
"Oh you know; junkie, addict, hophead. Seems like you've got quite the reputation around here." He listed off ever so casually, even chuckling as he spoke.
Margarets body froze, no words could escape her mouth. Of course word had gotten out about what happened to her, and she wished she could tell them they had got narrative all wrong, but she knew it was no use. Nobody would believe her, especially not these ignorant children.
"Thanks Murphy, I'll-um, see you later."
The boy only now had realised the effect of his words, though he must admit he had referred to her as 'The Junkie' numerous times in the past and believed in every rumour he heard, he called out for the girl and she descended into the tree-line.
Margarets eyes remained glued to the dirt underneath her feet, keeping her head down and walked away. She found the drop ship to be rather empty and decided to make herself at home there, trying her best to avoid the stares she would receive by people passing through. She planned to remain secluded in the shadows of the drop ship for as long as she could, in the hopes of distancing herself from everyone.
Of course, a few people had passed through a shirtless Bellamy Blake with a barely clothed girl following shortly behind, making Margaret throw up in her mouth at the thought of what they had been doing. Wells had come in not long after looking for anything use full to help around camp but came up empty.
It was not long before Margaret got bored of the metal walls staring back at her and decided she should explore her new home, of course out of sight of the 100. She disappeared into the tree-line where she would stay for hours, oblivious to the ruckus back at camp.
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Margaret Kane remained by herself for the majority of her second day, collecting flowers and plants to study and had even given a thought to climbing a tree or two. She was happy by herself, admiring the earths beauty, but the nagging names; 'junkie' and 'addict' pounded against her skull as a reminder of how low people actually thought of her.
However, her serene peace and quiet was far too good to be true and became interrupted by the sound of feet crunching against the leaves that spread across the ground from behind her. Rolling her eyes, not wanting to be bothered, the girl turned her head to see Clarke Griffin and of course; Wells Jaha.

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Only The Brave- The 100
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