"Bellamy, the hot blonde is Clarke and this raven haired beauty is Raven." Octavia dropped her stuff on top of the kitchen counter before shooting a glare at her brother. "I like them so play nice."

"Whatever you say O." Bellamy rolled his eyes at his sisters tone before making his way past Clarke, never taking his eyes off of her, he followed his sister into the kitchen and placed the box he was carrying on the side before opening it up. Clarke and Raven shared a look, Raven shrugged at her best friend, silently telling her to just go with it. Clarke shut the door and made her way to the two Blake's, Raven right behind her.

"So Bellamy, what do you do?" Raven asked as if she wasn't trying to pump him for information, she grabbed everyone a beer from the fridge while Clarke grabbed the bottle opener from the junk draw. They all sat at the kitchen island, Clarke and Raven sitting opposite Octavia and her brother. None of them really wanting to do any unpacking for the night.

"I work as a mentor, counsellor kind of thing for troubled teens." He took a swig of his beer, glancing at Clarke over his bottle. The girls notice the little look but didn't say anything about it while Octavia sat back and watched her brother and her two new friends get to know each other. Raven looked over at her blue eyed bestie but it was obvious Clarke wasn't going to participate in Raven's questioning.

"Oh cool. So how did you get into that then?" Raven put her beer down and watched as Bellamy quickly looked over at Clarke for the third time since they met him ten minutes ago. He looked confused every time he looked at the blonde.

"Well, I'm good at knowing how people feel and what they're thinking which helps me at work I guess." He shrugged his broad shoulders before running a hand through his dark curls.

"That's some skill you got there." There was something behind the way Raven said it, as if she was suspicious of him. Clarke watched as Raven and Bellamy stared at each other. It was almost as if they were trying to figure the other one out.

Octavia kicked her brother from under the table so that the other two wouldn't see, earning herself a glare.

"So," Bellamy looked away from his sister at the other two ladies who were sitting opposite him. "What do you two do?"

"I work at the bar, not far from here and Raven's a mechanic." Bellamy watched Clarke, still looking slightly curious which made Raven more suspicious of the older Blake. Clarke started to feel exposed under his watch and was about to say something when Raven cut in, obviously feeling the tension that was radiating off of her.

"So, what are we unpacking first." Raven smiled at their new roommate, gaining a small smile from Clarke for the save.

"I was thinking Clarke and Bellamy can unpack the kitchen stuff and you can help me unpack my bedroom. I have to assemble my bed and Bellamy is terrible with instructions."

"I'm sitting right here." Octavia gave her brother a small smile as she gently squeezed his arm.

"Yeah that's fine with me, I'll just grab my tools from my room and then we'll get started."

Clarke was in the kitchen going through the box Bellamy had put on the island, the Blake himself was sitting on the settee going through Octavia's CD's and films. It had been half an hour since they started and every few minutes she'd catch Bellamy looking at her in the corner of her eye, she wasn't sure if he thought he knew her or whether he just always looked confused when looking at people but she was starting to lose her patience with him. She had just finished plugging in the coffee maker that O had brought with her- thank god- when she turned around and caught Bellamy looking at her again.

"Seriously, have you got some kind of problem with me or are you just rude?" She stood with her hands on her hips as she watched Bellamy stand up from the settee and walk towards her so that they were face to face.

"I'm just trying to figure you out." His voice was deep and steady, he was standing straight and Clarke couldn't help but notice the muscles that were visible underneath his shirt.

"Figure me out?" She watched as he nodded, "what exactly do you need to figure out about me? Please enlighten me so that I don't just think you're a creep." She gave him a not so sweet smile but he just carried on staring at her, unfazed.

"Well usually I can tell how people are feeling and what they're thinking but I cant with you and I'm just wondering why." It was Clarkes turn to be confused.

"Ok, well for one you might not be as good at that as you think you are and two, you've only just met me and to top it off you're not a mind reader, you can't assume to know things about people without asking them." She assumed Bellamy was amused by her seeing as when she said about a mind reader he smiled. She shook her head. 'He cant really believe in that supernatural crap' she thought to herself.

"Well I can read your friend pretty well" He grinned before helping himself to another beer.

"Doubtful, the only way you can tell how someone is feeling is if you spend a lot of time with that particular person, and there is no way that anyone knows what another person is thinking. It's impossible." She took the beer out of his hand and took a drink gaining herself a weary but slightly amused smirk from older Blake, she watched him get himself another one.

"Come on, so your telling me you don't believe in things that are supposed to be impossible?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying, its all gimmicks and cons. That kind of stuff isn't real." It was then that Raven and Octavia strolled through.

"You two look cosy," Raven smirked at the two, the realisation of how close they were standing to each other dawning on them as they both took a step away. "What you talking about?"

"I was just telling Bellamy that there's no such thing as the supernatural." Clarke turned her attention away from her friend, missing the weak smile that Raven displayed at her friends statement. Bellamy and O shared a quick look but Clarke dismissed it.

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