7. Splinters and spaceships.

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HOW AND WHY DID A ROCKET COME DOWN HERE? So many of us were taking off our wristbands, I thought the Ark would think we're dying by now. Bellamy told everyone to stay put and they'll investigate it at first light, but he left. I think he was just making sure it wasn't someone bad.

I notice Clarke and Finn had come back, looking for Bellamy. Clarke was frantically looking for him. I went over to them, following them around because I had nothing better to do.

"Hey Cassidy, you feeling okay now?" Finn asked me, I nodded my head. We went inside Bellamy's tent. Miah was in there, half naked.

Miah quickly grabbed her shirt and covered herself, "Ever hear of knocking, bitch?" Finn came in, "Oh great, it's a free show! Anyone else wanna take a look?" she groaned sarcastically. I guess I was right about him flinging with random girls.

"Where the hell is Bellamy?" Clarke grew impatient.

Miah responded, "He took off awhile ago." Clarke and Finn were muttering a few things to eachother. I was turned away, I didn't need or want to see someones body exposed like that. Clarke then rushes off, Finn and I following. They're rushing to the spacepod that dropped down so Bellamy doesn't get there first.

"Stay here Cassidy, your body is still recovering. We'll be back, okay? Keep an eye on camp for us," Clarke insisted, putting a hand on my shoulder. I rolled my eyes and nodded my head. I wanted to go, but I wouldn't know my way without them and I don't think they'd let me no matter how much I pleaded.

As I watched them leave, I made my way inside the dropship. I wish I went with Clarke because then I could get my mind off losing this damn toy.

Once again, I checked my pockets. Still nothing. I began feeling more frustrated, like I just wanted to punch the shit out of someone or throw a box of beer off a cliff. It's kind of random but I read it in a book before and I just wanted to do it one day. But there's no beer down here. I mean; not like I wanted to drink it but, y'know.

My eyes were teary and my hands balled in to fists. Come on. Why couldn't it just magically appear. Why is this even happening, why is this all happening to me? Specifically me.

"Hey, kid," a voice calls out that startled me a bit. Jesus, everyone had been calling me kid lately. I quickly wipe my eyes then look at where the voice came from. It was one of Monty and Jasper's friend. I think her name's Ellie. The three of them got caught stealing illegal substances.

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