Chap 1:

"Another?"

"Another!"

This was one of the few nights Clarke had free from the hospital and she was going to use it, plus this was a celebration! Her best friend had a huge rock on her finger, engaged to a man she loved and Clarke couldn't be happier for her. She and Octavia went way back, and Lincoln was the first guy to truly capture the heart of the wild and spunky girl. The two girls threw back another tequila shot and went giggling back to the group. There was Raven, the badass rocket scientist working for a private company but was never allowed to talk about her work. Bellamy, Octavia's protective older brother who ran a local community center, and Lincoln, the quiet but funny and intelligent, not too mention attractive, that had wooed Octavia. Their crew got along famously.

Because this was such a rarity for them all to have the night free and Clarke was in a brilliant mood, she lost count of all the tequila shots. After Raven and Octavia roped her into another one she declared,

"I have to pee!"

"Why didn't you go with us ten minutes ago?" Octavia accused,

while Raven just rolled her eyes and yelled at the bartender for 3 more.

"I didn't have to go then! It's okay, I'll be back in two seconds."

The two grils let her go, and she stumbled off towards the bathroom.

…..

NEXT MORNING

Clarke woke with a gasp, a mouth as dry as the Gobi Desert, and Raven's foot in her face. She tried to get out of bed and the vertigo hit her like a train, she fell flat on her face with a huge thump.

"Guuhhrrnnn" Raven mumbled, then raised her head and whispered "Too loud…"

"Sorry sorry sorry" Clarke crawled off to locate the nearest water and advil.

After a few more hours of sleep and several gallons of water Clarke felt somewhat human and dragged Raven to brunch with her.

"What happened last night? The last thing I remember is a tequila shot at the bar with you me and O and then I went to the bathroom."

"Brain no work. You were gone long time. More tequila. Head ow."

Clearly not getting much out of Raven she tried to call O and got no answer, but she did have a message on her phone reminding her not to be late to the charity show that afternoon.

"Shit. I forgot I have to look pretty for this charity event tonight. I have to walk a runway in a design a kid created."

"Ha! You do look like shit. Better get it together. Can me and Wick come? This sounds hilarious!"

"NO. No one from the group is allowed to come. I trust none of you to behave yourselves at this adult event other than Lincoln, but even he can get dragged down when O gets him going. I won't tell anyone the location."

"Fine fine, but if you need me to come rescue you later I'll try to be available. I'm gonna go crash in my own bed, my stomach is roiling after that breakfast sandwich."

"See you later Ray, drinks this week?"

"UGH do not even MENTION alcohol around me right now."

"Tequila, vodka, whiskey RUM GIN"

Clarke was still yelling alcohol at Raven's back until she turned the next corner, then headed home to shower.

The charity event was a mess, the dressing rooms were converted classrooms filled with clothes and boxes and people's things thrown every which way, but everyone seemed to be having fun. Clarke got her outfit and was all dressed up, she looked great actually, the dress was sky blue and had white patches that looked like clouds printed on it, with a small tiara on her head. She was done with her section of the event, walking the runway hadn't been so bad but she was still glad she hadn't let her friends come to heckle her from the crowd.

She went to grab her stuff from her dressing room and barged right in, almost hitting the girl looking at herself in the mirror on the back of the door in the face.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't know these were shared! I…." She lost her words as fiery green eyes locked with hers. They seemed surprised. The woman was dressed in all black, a long leather coat that almost reached the floor layered over tall black boots, pants and black shirt. Silvery gray pieces were layered in such a way it looked like armor, but the most striking thing about her look was the black facepaint that went from brow to brow, with streaks reaching towards her chin. It made her already bright green eyes glow, and Clarke had to clear her throat to compose herself.

She stood up straighter, "I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

The girl stared at her impassively, as though waiting for something else. After a beat, she replied, "Yes."

"I just needed to get my stuff out of here, and change, I'll wait outside."

"No, stay, I'm almost done. You can begin gathering your things."

She turned back to the mirror as if dismissing Clarke, who stared at her profile for a moment, admiring the intricate braids in her hair before turning to try and locate all her things among the mess.

"I like your braids. Did you do them yourself?"

"Yes."

"Have you been down the runway yet? I didn't see you."

"No."

Discouraged by how short the girl was being with her, Clarke stopped asking questions.

After a minute or two of Clarke digging around, the girl spoke,

"What are you looking for?"

Clarke blushed. How to admit you can't find your underwear?

"Umm…just…some of my clothes. It's fine. I can find it. Keep getting ready."

"Are you sure you wouldn't like help?"

Clarke looked up at the suddenly much closer voice. Her green eyes were softer, questioning, and suddenly Clarke flashed back…

Breathing hard, Clarke gulped down some water. Her coach wouldn't let her be out long, she was one of the better players, and she loved running circles around the other girls. She knew it wouldn't be forever, her mom was teaching her some basics of healthcare and she was already hooked. She knew she wanted to be a doctor and this was one of the last summers she could play basketball. The new facility was amazing. Nothing better than brand new floor and baskets.

She glanced around at the crowd. Double take. Long beautiful neck. Full lips. Bored face. But the eyes. They were so green.

"Clarke! I need you! They're on a ten point run!"

She whipped her head back around, they were suddenly losing. She hopped back on the court, but the next time she looked, the eyes were gone.

"I think I've seen you before."

Surprise flashed across the green eyes,

"At the tournament day for the basketball camp the college runs, right after the new arena opened? Did you go to school there?"

Strangely, Clarke thought she recognized disappointment before the face turned into stone again.

"No. Do you need my help?"

Clarke immediately blushed again, having forgotten it was her underwear she was looking for. She stood up and was surprised how close the two were standing.

"Uh, um…I just lost my…um…my underwear." She mumbled.

Clarke was looking at the ground and didn't see the small smile flit across the other girl's face.

"What color and style?"

Clarke finally looked up to a face expressing no emotion and a sense of relief flooded through her. Neither of them moved. Blue eyes staring into green. Clarke felt a flood of…attraction? She had never reacted this strongly to a stranger. She glanced at her lips. The girl definitely noticed. She cocked her head to the side. She took a few steps forward, and Clarke mirrored her, moving backward until she hit the wall. Clarke's breathing increased, did she want to kiss her? Those green eyes…

The girl stepped closer, put her hand to the left of Clarke's head, then leaned down, and grabbed Clarke's missing pair of underwear off a waist high pile of clothes. She dangled them on the edge of her finger,

"Are these them?"

"Yes." Clarke replied with a quiet breath. She reached out and took them, but still neither girl moved.

Green eyes flickered down to Clarke's lips, and she leaned in,

"Commander ready? 2 minutes!" Someone yelled from outside the room. Clarke jumped, but the other girl held steady.

"Coming." She called loudly but calmly. She removed her hand and took a step back from Clarke. She looked her up and down, and with a small smile on her face said,

"Goodbye, Sky Princess."

Clarke stared at her dumbly until she was almost out of the room,

"Goodbye, Commander."