You stare at the blank wall in front of you, in absolute awe how Wells and Clarke could betray you like that. You couldn't believe that they tricked you into taking the blame for Chancellor Kane's death. You had no idea Wells and Clarke were planning this.
A loud knock on the door startles you.
"What do you want now?" You don't notice the guard coming in the room, keeping your eyes on the wall.
"Get up, you have a mandatory class to get to." The guard pulls my arm roughly, dragging me to a classroom.
"And what just makes you think I WANT to go to this class? Put my back in my cell." I roll my eyes, trying to jerk away.
The guard throws me into the classroom and I fall onto the floor, something cushioning my fall. I look down and I see a boy.
"I'm so sorry!" "Are you okay?" We both say at the same time.
I look into his deep blue eyes, mesmerized by them.
"I'm (Y/N).."
"I'm Bellamy.."
