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"What's your day like today?" Clarke looked up from the notes she had spread out on the kitchen table while eating her breakfast.
"Oh, you know. The usual. Meetings all morning with the Commander and court all afternoon," she smiled at Bellamy from across the table.
"So just the typical Clarke Griffin saving the world kind of day?" He smirked at her and she grinned back at him.
"You wish. I leave the hero stuff for you," Clarke stood up and gathered all her notes and began placing them in her briefcase. "Will I see you for lunch?"
"Can't. Faculty meeting. They always schedule them during lunch. NYU must think that if they feed us we won't protest about spending our lunch hours holed up going over administrative stuff."
"Alright," she let herself pout a little. "Then dinner?"
"I wouldn't miss it, princess," he smiled as she leaned down and kissed him.
"You're a terrible liar," she whispered against his lips and turned to leave. "Thanks for breakfast!" She called over her shoulder. "And happy anniversary," she smiled from the door before closing it.
Clarke was wrong. He was a great liar. Lied to her for over 15 years, but if you asked Octavia or any of their other friends, they would say Clarke had been in denial for over 15 years and that he was a terrible liar.
Bellamy's phone beeped and he looked down and thought, speak of the devil and she will text.
He decided to call her instead and she answered somewhat breathlessly, "That was a close one. I almost ran into her. Thank god she was on the phone or else she would have seen me.
"You're here?" Bellamy asked.
"Yeah. Downstairs. Be up in a minute."
He began to clean up the breakfast, but left some extra for his little sister who barged into the apartment a few minutes later.
"Oh," she cooed. "You made her breakfast. How cute," she used her that's so cute voice.
Bellamy rolled his eyes, "There's some for you, O."
He moved to the kitchen to clean up. When he came back into the room, Octavia was looking around the living room with a piece of bacon in her hand.
"Are you going to decorate or anything?" She turned to look at her brother.
"No. Why would I do that?"
"I don’t know. It might be nice."
"Its suppose to be a surprise. If she walks in and the place is decorated, she'll know something is up."
"She already knows," Octavia responds
Bellamy looks shocked, "O, if you told her, I swear to God…"
"Relax, big bro. I didn't tell her, but you made her breakfast…" He looked at her like so what. "On your actual anniversary. Not the made up one a month from now that you swear is your anniversary."
"There's still time… I can do it then."
"No. You're doing it today. No chickening out. Besides, today is suppose to be about her and this is the day she chose for your anniversary so you're doing it today," she looked around once more and added. "Also, I can't keep this secret in anymore. Its been two months of hell."
"I doubt its been hell, O. I'm sure you told Lincoln already," he glanced at her and she blushed.
"Who else did you tell?" He groaned thinking of all of their friends wondering who would be the first to spill the beans.
"No one. I swear… Okay. Maybe Raven? Also, Jasper and Monty. Miller too…" She trailed off.
"Miller's on me. I told him first," Bellamy sat down.
"No. I did. He's just a good actor."
"Damn it, O."
"Sorry," Octavia sat down across from him and squeezed his hand. She knew he wasn't really mad. He was just nervous. "Do you know what you're going to say?"
"No. No idea. I keep thinking I'll come up with something, but nothing."
"I think I can help with that," she glances at the door just as someone knocks. Octavia jumps up and skips to the door throwing it open, "You're late."
Bellamy turns around to see Lincoln standing there as he leans down to kiss Octavia, "Sorry. We ran into some issues." He steps into the apartment followed by Raven and Miller and Monty and Jasper.
"What are you all doing here?" Bellamy stands and moves towards all his friends.
"You really think we wouldn't be here for this. After all this time?" Raven punches him in the arm and plops down on the couch. Miller pats Bellamy on the shoulder as he makes his way into the living room after Raven.
Monty and Jasper seem to hesitate before Monty throws his arms around Bellamy, "I'm so excited for you guys!"
Jasper hands him a bottle of champagne and says, "For later…" Bellamy laughs as Octavia takes the champagne and chills it for him.
Lincoln smiles and apologizes for intruding as he makes his way into the living room followed by Octavia and finally Bellamy.
"Alright. Can someone explain what's going on? I appreciate you all being here, but you can't stay for dinner."
"Oh. We won't be here for that. We'll leave before Clarke gets home, but O knew you'd be a bit nervous and not know what to say," Raven responds from the arm chair that she has her legs draped over the arms of.
"Which I totally don't believe. I remember a few very rousing and inspiring speeches from one Bellamy Blake that got us into way too much trouble in college," Jasper nods his head as he talks and winks at Bellamy, showing he's on his side.
"So how are you all suppose to help me?" Bellamy rubs the bridge of his nose trying and failing to understand everything.
"We are here to tell you a story," Octavia stands up from where she was sitting next to Lincoln. "We are here to tell you the story of how you fell in love with Clarke. We are here to inspire."
"Oh, God help me," Bellamy sits down in the other arm chair and looks around at all his friends. "I'm not getting out of this one am I?"
"Nope," Octavia smiles. "Now where do we begin…"
"Well we have over 15 years of stories to tell between the five of us," Miller offers.
"Yes," Monty shakes his head. "But I think we should start in college because before that Bellamy couldn't stand Clarke."
"No," Miller responds. "He loved her back then. It was Clarke who couldn't stand him.""Hey!" Bellamy looks at his best friend. "Really, man?"
"Just being honest," Miller shrugs and leans back on his hands.
"Just pick a place and start," Bellamy says regretting allowing them into his place. He just wants to get this over with so he can go back to planning and panicking.
"Oh. I've got it!" Raven practically jumps from her seat. This isn't going to go well, Bellamy thinks to himself.
"I'm going to start on the very first day I met Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin," Raven rubs her hands together and gets ready to tell her story.
"Yes! I finally get to hear this story," Octavia is practically jumping in her seat.
"How have you never heard this story?" Jasper asks from the floor sitting against the couch.
"Because I refused to tell it and it's not like Clarke realized what was going on and well Bellamy over there is too grumpy to tell it," Raven responds with a sweet smile thrown in his direction.
"Hey. It was you're embarrassing story to tell. Not mine," Bellamy shakes his head just as a pillow is thrown at him. He looks at Octavia who hisses (literally hisses), "Let her tell the story, Bell!"