A/N So, I have some of this already written out, so hopefully I will be posting twice a month! Maybe more, we'll see! Hope you enjoy! Shoutout to my beta hanoverthepizza on Tumblr!

The envelope had come in the mail. Either she got in or she didn't, there was no point in worrying. She looked at the envelope and took a deep breath before ripping the seal. Her eyes scanned the letter, searching for the words that would determine the next four years of her life.

"Come on, what does it say?" Octavia asked.

"Chill, O, she's reading it," Raven answered for Clarke.

Raven and Octavia had already gotten their acceptance letters earlier in the week; Clarke was the last to get her letter.

She looked up at Octavia and Raven, careful not to let her face give anything away.

"Well what does it say?" Raven prompted this time, as Octavia rolled her eyes at her.

"I got in!" Clarke answered, handing the letter over to Raven who scanned through it before handing it to Octavia.

"That's great Clarke!" Octavia said.

"Wait-wait, now we have to figure out who's rooming with who," Raven said.

"Rock paper scissors?" Octavia prompted.

"Really? That's how we're gonna decide?" asked Clarke.

Raven shrugged, "Sounds good to me. Me and you first O." Octavia handed the letter back to Clarke, and put one hand in a fist, both her and Raven tensing up competitively.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot," both girls said simultaneously. Raven was scissors, Octavia paper.

"You and me now Griffin!" said Octavia.

"Oh it's on Blake," Clarke said with just as much enthusiasm as Octavia.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

"Yes! I win!" Octavia says, winning with rock over scissors.

"Oh you guys suck! If I get a crazy roommate, it's both of your faults," Clarke joked.

"It'll be fine Clarke, this is gonna be great!" Octavia said. Raven nodded in agreement.

Lexa got to her dorm room pretty early that morning. Her sister, Anya, had helped her pack and now unpack. She didn't bring all that much stuff, but with just the two of them, it seemed like a lot more than what was actually there.

"Jesus Christ, Lexa! What's in this box?" Anya asked after picking a box up out of her trunk.

"It's labeled. Books and photos," Lexa said with a shrug.

"How many books did you need to bring?" Anya asked as Lexa grabbed another box.

"It's not that many," Lexa defended herself, "I only brought my favorite shelf of books."

Anya looked incredulously at her. "Where the hell do you think you're gonna put them all?"

"On the shelves above the desk or I'll just shove them in my closet," Lexa said. "It's not that big of a deal."

"Well yeah, you're not the one carrying the box," Anya said, and Lexa smiled at her.

When all the boxes were out of the car, Anya turned to Lexa. "Alright kid, I've got to go. Call me if you need anything. Don't get into too much trouble," she smirked, "Maybe find yourself a nice girl."

"Shut up Anya," Lexa said, but she was smiling. "Thanks for all the help, sis. I'll see you in a couple of weeks?"

Anya nodded, "Oh come one, give me a hug," she said and Lexa stepped towards her, hugging her sister tighter than usual. Anya noticed.

"Hey, chill. You're gonna be no more than twenty minutes away," she said.

Lexa nodded, "I know." And she did. She was just going to miss Anya. Anya had always been a constant force in her life, even when everything else was a mess.

When her sister was gone, Lexa set to unpacking all her boxes. Her roommate wasn't here yet so she called dibs on the bed to the left of the room and made her bed, mostly because she was too lazy to climb up to the top.

Around eleven thirty, Lexa had everything unpacked and decided to look around the campus and find some lunch somewhere in the hopes that by the time she got back to her room, her roommate would be unpacked. She really didn't want to get dragged into carrying a bunch of someone else's boxes up all those stairs again. Lexa walked around campus, schedule in one hand, finding out where all her classes would be. By the time she had found them all, it was nearly six o'clock and she had never even gotten lunch. She found a cafe nearby, she was on the east side of the campus, and got some food to go, before making her way back to her dorm. She wondered if her roommate was settled in. And more than that, she wondered if her roommate was someone she could actually get along with. She hoped so.

For Clarke, Octavia and Raven, the first day of college involved a lot of unpacking, a seemingly monumental task for just the three of them. Clarke had spent the whole morning complaining about how she was the one who didn't know her roommate, and the other two spent it ignoring her.

"I really think we should have had a better way of picking," Clarke said.

"Jesus, Clarke you agreed to rock paper scissors," Raven said, "the paperwork is already done." Clarke pouted, but didn't reply.

They each took separate cars to bring up their stuff, one of them being Clarke's car, borrowing one from Octavia's mom, and the other from Bellamy. The University of DC wasn't very far from where they all lived so it wasn't a hard trip. The girls unpacked Raven and Octavia's stuff first, then Clarke's after lunch so they all could help.

The three girls walked into Clarke's dorm room, each carrying boxes. The bed to the left was already made and one of the two desks, dressers, and closets were already claimed.

"Huh, looks like your roomie got an early start," Octavia said.

"It's like 4 o'clock, O. We spent the whole morning in your guys' room," Clarke said with an eye roll.

Octavia just shrugged and put the box she was holding down on the nearest surface available, in this case being Clarke's unmade bed.

A few more trips to the car later, all of Clarke's things were out of her car, waiting to be unpacked.

"Do you guys want to go out for dinner?" Clarke asked the other two girls.

"We should probably unpack, Clarke," Raven said, shifting the last box of stuff she had brought up so it wouldn't fall off of Clarke's desk.

Octavia nodded, "And I have to get the cars back to my mom and Bell," Octavia added, giving a sympathetic look to Clarke.

Clarke sighed dramatically, pretty much expecting that they would want to go unpack-she needed to unpack too, but she was still disappointed nonetheless.

"Fine, but text me when you guys wake up so we can go get breakfast and explore," Clarke said.

The other two girls assured Clarke that they would and said their goodbyes, leaving Clarke alone in her dorm room with way too many boxes to unpack.

"Might as well get started," she murmured to herself, searching for the box that had her bedspread. Clarke found her key chain, which was lying on her desk, and used her key to cut the tape on the box closest to her. She hadn't bothered to label the boxes, something she was regretting now, so it took cutting through three boxes to find the right one.

When she finally found her bedspread, she made her bed, found the boxes that contained her clothes (which involved cutting through all of the boxes) and then proceeded to dump all her clothes onto her bed. Grabbing her phone and putting on her playlist she made the night before, Clarke started folding her clothes to put in her dresser. No more than twenty minutes later, the door opened without warning and Clarke jumped as another girl walked into the room. Clarke turned her music off.

"Oh, hey, sorry about that," the girl said to Clarke, realizing she had startled her. "You're my roommate?" she asked, not unkindly, her voice quiet. The girl had wavy brown hair and striking green eyes. She was pretty, Clarke wouldn't deny it, and it took her a second to regain her bearings.

"Oh, yeah I'm Clarke. Clarke Griffin," she said, offering a bright smile to the girl.

"Lexa Woods," Lexa told her, putting down the container of food she was carrying onto her bedside table opposite of Clarke's mess of boxes.

"So what major are you?" Clarke asked, continuing to fold her clothes as Lexa put her keys and wallet away before grabbing her food and sitting down, criss-cross-applesauce.

"Law, you?"

"Biology major, art minor."

"Art minor? That's pretty cool, especially with a bio major," Lexa looked impressed.

"Yeah, I almost did a double major but I figured I'd probably be better off choosing," Clarke told her.

Lexa nodded and the two fell into a comfortable silence as Lexa ate and Clarke continued unpacking. It was taking longer than she expected, and when all the boxes were finally unpacked, Clarke threw herself on her bed. "I could fall asleep right now," she mumbled into her pillow. "And your food smelled amazing, where'd you get it?" Clarke looked up at Lexa. It was almost 7:30 by now and she was starving.

"The diner right on the edge of the east side of campus," Lexa told her. "My sister went here, she told me about it."

"Thanks," Clarke answered. She folded up all the boxes and grabbed her keys, bringing the boxes with her to get rid of.

Clarke left, and after getting rid of the boxes, she began to wander around campus, slowly making her way to the east edge where Lexa had told her the diner would be. In terms of roommates, while she was still a little annoyed that she wasn't with Octavia or Raven, she figured Lexa didn't seem that bad. Though Clarke did notice she had put at least six candles in the dorm room, which she was pretty sure wasn't allowed. She didn't really care of course, she just vaguely hoped Lexa didn't burn the damn place down.