Lucinda Kane was one of 100 prisoners exiled to Earth for their crimes in the sky. Relying on her beauty, intelligence, and physical skill to navigate the challenges of this new world will she survive everything Earth has to bring? All is fair in lo...
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"Give me back my girlhood. It was mine first."
Would've, Could've, Should've - Taylor Swift
LUCINDAS POV
As soon as I woke up I slipped on my tank top and pants before pulling my hair into a high ponytail. I heard some rustling outside my tent, but I woke up pretty early so I decided to ignore it. After yesterday I decided to try clearing my head by going for a run.
I used to run and train endlessly on the arc before I was incarcerated. I tried my best to train after but there's only so much you can do within a small cell. I'm desperate to get that adrenaline hit back through my body.
As soon as I exited my tent I felt that familiar rush of cool breeze against my skin. Once I made it out of camp I began running. I tried to stick to the perimeter of the camp considering the current grounder problem.
The first rays of the morning sun peaked from between the towering branches. I felt the cool breeze tickle against the beads of sweat that ran down my chest as I inclined my pace. I controlled my breathing as I jumped over tree branches and weaved my way through the forest. I smiled to myself at the unfamiliar new terrain. Let's just say it's a lot more entertaining than running through the ark halls.
After a few laps around camp, the sun had fully risen so I decided to head back in the direction of camp. My heart pounded in my heaving chest as sweat beads trickled down my forehead. I turned around a tree corner sharply on my way back when I suddenly lost my balance and tripped. I groaned pushing myself up from the ground but as my chest lifted my eyes met with another. Wells.
Instinctively I screamed as my eyes met Well's lifeless expression. I scrambled backwards as I looked over his dead body. He was murdered... But so close to camp? It didn't make any sense. Why would the grounders take such a risk to kill one boy?
I heard footsteps running in my direction as relief came over me as someone must have heard my scream. I turned around to see Octavia looking over Wells's body in astonishment. Her eyes met mine with shock as I looked up from the ground at her.
"What happened?" Octavia asked frantically as she extended her hand to help me up from the ground which I took gratefully.
"Can you get Bellamy?" I asked as my heart pounded through my chest. Octavia squeezed my hand in hers before nodding and quickly running back to camp to get Bellamy. I lifted my hand to wipe the sweat off my forehead as I stared at Wells in astonishment. I was broken from my trance when Bellamy quickly appeared by my side.
