Chapter 3
After walking into her second class Clarke was sure that she was cursed to have that brunette bitch around her at every turn. She couldn’t figure out what she could have possibly done to deserve this fate, but at least she was with Finn. Finn walked in with confidence and a cocky grin across his face. Clarke wished that she could possess the courage that Finn did, but thought that she held herself rather well.
Her second class was nothing special, except for the fact that she was seated next to Finn, who seemed to pay more attention to her than to the teacher. Secretly Clarke was ecstatic that she possessed so much of Finn’s attention, not that she would tell him that or anyone else for that matter.
As class let out Finn grabbed her arm and pulled her to the right and down a mostly empty hallway.
“What are you doing?” Clarke questioned the mysterious boy.
“Taking a moment to talk to you?” Finn replied. “Why? Is that an issue?”
Clarke laughed and replied that it wasn’t. Clarke didn’t know what Finn could possibly want to say to her that he couldn’t say in front of other people.
“Clarke, I just wanted to see if you would sit at the same table as me and some of the others at lunch today.”
“That’s all?” Clarke laughed. Finn had a puzzled look on his face to her answer. “Of course I’ll sit with you at lunch, it’s not like I have anywhere else to sit.”
“Okay, cool,” was all that Finn had to say. He then turned and started to walk away, glancing back to give Clarke a small wave before turning the corner.
Clarke couldn’t help but to smile as she thought of Finn’s request. She was happy that he asked her, but couldn’t understand why it had to be so secretive.
Clarke had two more classes before she went to lunch. Thankfully that brunette wasn’t in either of them. She had yet to make friends in this new school, seeing as she was mainly surrounded by preps in every single one of her classes so far, and for obvious reasons she was not going to befriend any of them. As the bell rang for her fourth block class to end she was excited to go to lunch. There she would sit with Finn and hopefully more of her people.
Yes, it was sort of segregated to think that way, but it was true. Even after only four classes with these preps is was evident that Clarke would never belong with them. They seemed all nice and kind, but underneath was a savagery that should have gone extinct years ago. These people were truly like animals in a sense. Of course in another sense they were arrogant pricks that believed that they were the best in anything and everything.
Clarke started down the hall towards the cafeteria where she ran into Octavia. Clarke couldn’t help but to sigh inwardly. She didn’t exactly have a problem with Octavia, but the way she clung to Finn was rather irritating. Octavia acted as if she owned him when in fact she did not.
“Hey Clarke,” Octavia greeted the blonde.
“Hey Octavia, what’s up?”
“Oh, nothing much, just heading to lunch.”
“So am I,” Clarke replied with fake enthusiasm. Another inward groan as Clarke figured that she would probably be sitting at the same table as Octavia.
“Cool, I think I’m going to sit with Finn. He’s really attractive!” Octavia exclaimed. Clarke couldn’t help but to let a laugh escape her lips; not because what Octavia said was false, but just the way that she had to say it. Instead of making fun of Octavia’s outburst Clarke decided to be diplomatic.
“Nice, that’s where I’m sitting too,” She decided that it would probably be for her best interest not to mention the fact that Finn asked her to sit with him. That would probably just anger Octavia, which she did not want.
At that point the two of them entered the lunch room and looked for where their people might be. There were a lot of the rich kids, but not many, if any, of her people. Clarke was about to step forward when she heard the door swing open behind her. She turned and saw two of her people striding through the door. Jasper and Monty? Were those their names?
Apparently they were because the two addressed each other using those names. Looking at each other and then of course eyeing Octavia. It wasn’t a wonder why Octavia already thought that she had Finn in the palm of her hands. Guys always found her attractive because that’s just who she is.
Clarke had been so caught up in her own thoughts that she hadn’t even noticed the rest of the cafeteria, which had been staring at the four of them. A lot of the students looked terrified to see them. Clarke looked back at her group to see what exactly was so frightening and there was nothing that jumped out at Clarke, but as she looked back at everyone else she realized exactly what it was. Pretty much everyone in the cafeteria was sporting designer clothes, freshly washed hair, and clean skin. While the four of them had none of that. They were obviously outsiders and it wasn’t hard to tell that they didn’t belong there.
It wasn’t awfully terrible that everyone was staring at them until someone got up. At first Clarke couldn’t tell who it was because they were coming from the back of the room, but after a few seconds the was pretty sure she knew who it was.
After another few seconds it was clear that it was the girl from her first two classes, the brunette one. And she did not look amused to see the outsiders in the cafeteria.