It started small, a few glances toward Clarke. Something about her had caught her attention. She wasn’t sure if it was her looks, or the way she seemed to have the lives hanging on her shoulders. Or the way she thinks.
It all started, as soon as they landed. She had silently watched her check over the fallen two boys. That sadly had died on impact. It was funny at first until the reality of the situation caught up with them.
Then she met her brother, Clarke seemed to defend me. The only regret, that she didn't thank her for it. The one regret she still has today. It has only been a short while since they landed. She seems to always be hanging out with Wells Jaha. He's a nice guy, but not really her type. Not that she was allowed to explore that about herself. As most of the time she was locked away in some cell or another.
Clarke however came to me not too long ago, asking if i would join John, Finn, Wells, herself and Jasper to find water. I agree, not that Bellamy like that, she however stood up for me yet again saying ‘she doesn’t need your permission, if she wants to come, then she is coming along. And that is that, everyone gets a say. This isn’t a one voice group’
And with response she walked off, now I have to thank her. I gathered my jacket and joined them as they left the small camp, which they have started to build around the shuttle. With Clarke and a few others knowing how to do so.
She doesn't understand why her brother has such an issue with her. Maybe I can ask, she thought.
It wasn’t long before Finn, the ever romantic guy, called her princess. Much to both myself and her annoyance.
“Don’t call her that” I snapped at him.
He stares at me, wanting to feel like the first time. “Why, the sheltered girl speaks”
“Raven o Raven” I mock him.
His face pales at that comment, it might have something to do with his girl back on the station that he or she hide. Clarke chuckles, taking my arm, “if you guys don’t mind we are going to split, and go right. Meet down near the lake”
“I mind,” Wells says.
“Sorry, I spoke like I care what you thought. I meant. We going this way, without pretty boy, over here and your judgment eyes” she looks at the others, “yous guys are find”
And again with waiting, left dragging me along.
“Sorry” once we are out of ear shot. “I’m not normally short to temper”
“It's fine, something on your mind” I shrugged.
“More than i can even say”
With a chuckle, “then start small”
She looks at me as we walk, dropping my arm as she does.
“It true that, for 17 years you were leaving under the floorboards”
“No” i turn away, “i was 16 when their found me”
“I hate, the way we lived up there, I want” she frowns looking away.
“You want what”
With a distant stare, she spoke, “I want to break the rules, so if they come back, they can’t control us anymore. We are free, down here.” She looks at me, “we are free, to choose, to be want we choose to be. Who we want to be with”
She looks away, letting a long sigh, “the station is dying, Octavia.”
“Want”
“You know why we are sent down here, why Finn calls me princess”
“Sadly there was no small talk, on the in and out of space station live down below.”
She huffed, almost like a seal laughing.
“Well my father was the station engineer. He kept the station running.”
“Ok, now I get the princess comment”
They carried on walking, slowing a little. They really weren't in a rush to meet up with the others, just yet.
“My father found out, the station was dying, he was going to tell the station. So we could work together to solve it. But instead my mother sentenced him to death. And arrest me”
“Why did you get arrested?” Octavia asked.
“I was going to do the same thing, tell the station. I was close too. But Wells, stupid Wells called my mother, and i was arrest”
“Oh, want does the mean”
“The people are blind, they don’t know. That three mouths and the station dies, along with them”
“Shit, can’t their do something, to slow it down”
With a dry chuckle, “they sent us here, they will kill. 100 every few days, until the best and brightest live. And then their will use the last two rockets and sent them down too, the remaining people”
“That’s a lot to carry”
“It's nothing really” her arm snake out taking a leave from the passing tree. “Want, I'm mostly scared of, that we may fold, if and when they return. Or that we become lawless. Or even worse” her voice travels off in thought.
“What’s worse then lawless or them in charge again”
“Someone that kind leads right, leads” She eyes me. Almost like i can see it something shift in her eyes, she explains, “mass control”
With a frown, I don't ask anything, just allow that to be my question.
“Get enough people backing you, whatever you say, then everyone falls in line. Even if their don’t want too”
She allowed to think about this, a peaceful silence settling over us.
Not too long after that we met up with the others. It wasn’t anything special, we just wanted to map out the area. Clarke was the one that did that, she has a gift, i have seen her art, a few times know, it amazing. The rest of us filled up a few bottles that we built and once it was all done, we all headed back. Before getting back, I fading off, not sure if anyone noticed if they did, they did call me out, when i returned hours later.
Clarke noticed me first, not that anyone looked, my away, when I entered the camp, she approached me, “next time, please inform me your heading off. I got a little worried” her eyes darted around the dark, night.
“Didn’t know, you noticed”
“I did, just let someone know that you're heading off, you could have been hurt and know one would have known. We also don’t know, want out there, want kind of dangerous leaks in the dark”
Placing her hand on her arm, “i’m sorry not used to, such freedom”
With a smile, “I get it, have fun. But please always return”
“As long as I get, you spill. Want i found, with you” i ask hopefully.
“Want, you want to show me, want you found”
With my best smile, “for you, yes”
“Why not your brother” she questions, it’s a reasonable question.
“It's a long answer, one I wish to tell.” I point with my head toward the openness beyond the camp. “Out their”
With a sigh, “ok, you got me”
Looking around she smirks, “Wells we are leaving. Don’t bother coming after us. We’ll be back tomorrow at some point”
Taking a few items, she takes my hand and heads off, not bothering to respond to the shouting that it is dangerous or the cries to come back, it’s late.
Again out of ear short, “so, show me this find of yours.”
With a frown, “your different”
We both stop, stare at each other.
“Everyone treats me like I'm not meant to be here, alive. All my life I have been invisible. But you seem to make it, appoint to see me. To notice me. Why”
She raised her hand to my face, I can't stop my breath from hitching.
“know one should have to live a life, like yours, in the shadows. And i want allow you to stay their, while the sun is shining”
She slowly back us up against the closest tree, “want”
“I’ve seen you looking at me, i know that look in your eyes.” she bites her lower lip, “do like me” she whispers.
“Yes,” I confess.
She leans in, taking my breath away with a tender kiss. As she pulls away, I ask. “Want about my find”
She rested her head on mine, dropping her hand, “ok, my rouge flower. Show me”