Attitude Adjustment [Book 1 - Season 1]

Chapter 11: The Calm

 It had been two days since Jasper blew up the bridge and prevented the grounders from invading. Two days since Reigna and Murphy started making out at night. A lot. Not that she let anyone else know. Not even Octavia, she didn't need her rubbing it in her face. And besides, they weren't together. So why did it matter. That morning Murphy woke Reigna up to let her know he was going to help Octavia and Del in the smokehouse. Reigna responded with a muffled groan of acknowledgement before promptly falling back asleep for two more hours. When she was awoken again, it was by Clarke barging into her tent to wake her up.

"Come on, leader's meeting." Clarke said, throwing off Reigna's blankets and making her groan loudly.

"Leader's meeting? Since when have we ever done those?" Reigna asked, stretching her arms above her head but making no move to get up.

"Since now, so get up." Clarke commanded, standing with her arms crossed. Reigna finally opened her eyes to stare angrily up at Clarke.

"You aren't going anywhere until i do, huh." Regina asked, to which Clarke responded with a simple shake of her head. Reigna sighed in annoyance before sitting up and quickly stuffing her feet in her boots and throwing Murphy's jacket on before standing.

"Lets go, then." Reigna motioned for Clarke to lead as they both exited the tent. Their walk was short, finding Bellamy at the entrance to camp.

"Anything?" He asked as they approached.

"It's been two days. Maybe the bomb at the bridge scared them off for good." Clarke replied with a shrug.

"That's wishful thinking if i've ever heard it." Reigna mumbled, deciding to shake her hair out of the haphazard ponytail she threw it into the previous night.

"They'll be back." Clarke clarified at Bellamy's skeptical look.

"Jasper thinks he can cook up some more gunpowder if he gets some sulfur, and Raven says she can turn that into landmines." Bellamy grinned gesturing out to the dirt path that led to the front gate of camp, "So watch where you step."

"Ha! Funny." Clarke rolled her eyes, looking out to where Bellamy pointed.

"Fun. Piss landmines." Reigna's lip twitched as she spoke, making both Bellamy and Clarke look at her, "How else do you think he's gonna get sulfur." She countered.

"What i really need is a thousand more of her tin bombs so i can roll into their village and blow those Grounders to hell. That's what they wanna do to us." Bellamy said and Reigna rolled her eyes at the thought.

"Can't believe we survived a hundred years just so we could slaughter each other. There has to be another way." Clarke mumbled the end, making Reigna scoff. She had another way, but Bellamy, Raven and Jasper ruined it.

"Any word from the ark?" Clarke asked.

"Radio silent." Bellamy replied.

"Finally ran out of air." Reigna said, looking up into the clear sky, "Took them long enough."

"Maybe our parents were lucky being on the exodus ship," Clarke directed the statement to Reigna.

"I wish he would have suffered." Reigna replied coldly, "But it doesn't matter, now we know that no one's going to come save us."

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Reigna didn't know what boredom was until now. Even in lockup she wasn't bored, mostly because she would never see another person while she was there. But here she had friends but, of course, they were both working. She had half a mind to go intrude on the smokehouse herself just to see Octavia and Murphy, but Clarke snitched on her to Bellamy who promptly put her on lookout duty. Reigna could almost fall asleep here, chin resting on the muzzle of her gun. Everything was quiet, not silent but, just quiet enough to sway Reigna into a nap until,