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  Harper leaned forward, hand tucking some of her hair behind her ear, she
  was nervous to be in the other woman’s company but she offered forward
  her hand in greeting. The teenager wasn’t sure if most people on earth still
  shook hands  but   it was worth a shot, besides, she just wanted to not be
  seen as some kind of threat or danger. She’d been close enough to death
  already, she wasn’t looking to repeat history.  People only got lucky once
  and she doubted she would be fortunate enough to live twice. "I-I’m Harper,
  a friend of Clarke’s.“

  She didn’t know her name, wasn’t even entirely sure how she came to find
  her but she took it in her stride,  trying to appear as comfident and friendly
  as she could. It wasn’t often to met a new person, let alone a  Grounder.
  "If you don’t mind me asking, who are you exactly?” Harper asked, voice
  just above a whisper.

HOVER
Independent and selective Harper from 'The 100'

Written by Rachel