*All characters belong to the creators of The 100* High School, Relationships Grow Friendships are Challenged And Parties are Constant Bellarke/Jaya/Linctavia/Murven/Marper

My first Bellarke fanfic! Please don't be rude! I also promise not to overuse "princess" because that's super annoying.

What if Clarke had made it in time? What if she set the tranciever and she made it back to Becca's lab in time before the death wave hit? What if she was able to go into space with Bellamy, Raven and the others?

** Warning, Mature content ** Bellamy had fought back regret, grief and depression for 6 years over the death of Clarke. For 6 years he had battled, with little hope that she had survived Praimfaya. That is, until he heard her voice coming through on the coms system 3 days ago. He never thought for a moment that she would be in space, saving them all over again, or that she would soon be in his arms, battered, bruised and barely breathing. He wasn't about to let her die, not after all this time, and he definitely wasn't going to let her get away again. This is my rendition of what I hope Season 5 will be, I'll try to upload a new part every day! :)

Clarke, Bellamy and Octavia have known each other since they were born. It's their last year of high school and they don't know that it's going to be a year full of surprises. Especially for Bellamy and Clarke...

A bellarke fanfic about what it would be like if Clarke was the new girl at school and bellamy was the hot popular kid that EVERYONE wanted.

A 100 Bellarke spin off. They have just gotten off the drop ship. That's as much as I'm telling you :3

Clarke moves into the same apartment building as Bellamy, who is normally sleeping with a different girl at least twice a week, and he starts to fall for her. Once their together they find out they've known each other since they were kids, even though they didn't even know each other's names.

"Then how should I know that you will do it right?" she asks, raising her eyebrows and then cringing in pain. I pause. She's right. All we do is fight. Why should she trust me? Especially for something like this. Still, I can't leave her here, cringing in pain and trying to sew her skin together. "You'll just have to trust me on this one, princess," I say at last. ---------- In a world not their own, two souls take comfort in each other. When the rain comes on earth, it storms. But when it storms, they take comfort in each other.