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"i am yu"
THE GROUP OF TEENS PANTED HEAVILY AS OCTAVIA RESTED AGAINST Finn's legs, Clarke immediately sprung into action trying her best to stop the injury from worsening. Jasper looked up and something had caught his eyes in an attempt to see better he narrowed them, only to gasp in revelation.
"There's a girl in the river"
Heads snapped up towards the lanky boy in pure disbelief "Jasper, Earth hasn't been inhabited in over hundred years there's definitely no girl in the river"
The brunette huffed in pure aggravation before abruptly pushing himself to the lake and swimming towards the unconscious girl, ignoring the loud shouts of his peers, in a single push he found himself in the middle of the river, instinctively his hand wound around her waist and pulled her to the shore.
The other teenagers stood in shock, unable to comprehend what was quite happening, Clarke was the first to snap out immediately placing two fingers by the girls wet neck and listening intensely.
"She's alive?" Most people would be happy to know that they saved a person from the inevitable fate that was laid out for them. But in this context it confused the teens, no one was supposed to be here besides them.
So how the hell did this girl get here?
OPHELIA VEGA HAD PREPARED HERSELF FOR her death, there was no cliffhanger in this moment.
No
She already knew the ending to this story. What she hadn't expected was the fact that when her book finished, she would find herself in a sequel of sorts.
A groan escaped the witch, placing a hand on her drenched hair, her eyes fluttered and she wasn't sure if she was glad or disturbed that she wasn't greeted with pure darkness or the devil welcoming her to her rightful throne in hell.
For a moment she thought she may be in heaven only to immediately shoot down that thought, Ophelia Vega was an asshole and she was proud to be such.
God are you there?
Instead of God, Ophelia Vega was blessed with a face full of a certain gangly boy, in annoyance she pushed his face away from her own before standing up.
"Clarke! She's awake!" Now that Ophelia's vision had come to focus she couldn't help but look at the boy before her "Rodrick?" She couldn't help but ask the boy wearing similar face to her childhood crush. The lanky boy tilted his head, in confusion "No? I'm Jasper"
