Not written in ages, but love this pairing so much, I had to give it a go.

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Lexa Woods sighs at the sight before her, boxes, everywhere. She still can't believe her parents have uprooted her like this. Things were good in Ton DC, she had a good group of friends, she was settled; then her dad Gustus had to go and get a stupid job in stupid Polis; and now here she is, 16 years old, staring into the chaos that will be her new bedroom, once she manages to organise all of these boxes. She sighs again.

She feels gentle arms encase her shoulders from behind, she knows immediately that it's her Mom Indra.

"Come on Lexi Lou, it's not that bad."

"Mom, please don't ever call me that again."

Indra smiles at the petulant frown that's currently on display on her youngest daughter's face. "Aw Lexa you used to love that name when you were little."

Lexa can't help but smile at the memory, but obviously she's far too cool to let her Mom see that. "Come on Mom, I'm 16 years old."

Indra laughs gently and releases her daughter, before gesturing her head towards the myriad of boxes. "You should get started on your unpacking".

Lexa's sigh returns. "Mom would you take a look at all these boxes."

She gestures out over the room, and it takes all Indra has not to laugh out loud at the young lady before her, who genuinely seems upset by the number of boxes that she packed herself by the way, so she shouldn't really be surprised.

"You my dear are a hoarder; I told you in Ton DC when you were packing up, that you should downsize."

"Everything I brought is massively important." Lexa is deadly serious, and can't understand why her Mom seems to be finding her predicament so amusing.

Indra decides to take pity. "Why don't you go and see if your brother and sister are done unpacking, they didn't have as much crap..."

Lexa glares; Indra corrects "...as many possessions as you, I'm sure they wouldn't mind helping."

The 16-year-old snorts. "As if Mom, there's no way Lincoln and Anya will ever help me with all this crap." Lexa smirks, and her Mom laughs.

"Well there's only one way to find out." Indra remembers the reason she came to find her youngest in the first place. "I'm going to check out the potential new shop later, want to come? I'm sure all the boxes will still be here when you get back."

Lexa looks back around her new room, screw this. "Sure thing. I'll even let you by me ice cream to make up for the fact that you've basically ruined my life with this move."

Lexa gives her Mom the most brilliant smile, and Indra knows that her daughter has no real problem with the move, in fact she knows the youngster would walk over hot coals for her family; she wonders what she did to deserve 3 such wonderful children. Most parents moving two 16 year olds and a 17-year-old half way across the country, away from all of their friends, and their lives, would have been met with a lot more resistance; but with Anya, Lincoln and Lexa, she really does have the best most understanding teenagers ever. She genuinely believes that these 3 are the best decisions she and Gustus have ever made.

"Hhhhmmmm ice cream seems like a small price to pay, you need to work on your negotiating skills child."

Indra pulls an arm around Lexa and the pair make their way downstairs to find the rest of the family. Lexa can't lie, she's actually a little excited to see what Polis holds in store for the Woods clan.

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"Oh my god, it's perfect." Lexa looks around the shop space in awe, there's exposed brick, natural wood, there's even an original fire place, it's earthy, it's so Indra. This is her Mom's new coffee shop; it's meant to be.

"I think you might just be right kiddo." Anya bumps shoulders with her younger sister as she speaks, she too lost in their current setting.

Indra can't help but agree with her two daughters, she pulls her eyes away from the original ceilings to look over at her husband, he's looking at her with so much love that it's takes her breath away, she loves that he still has this effect on her after all these years.

"I guess we've found your new venture then my love." Gustus closes the space between and places a soft kiss on his wife's lips.

Lexa looks over at Lincoln and rolls her eyes, while her brother fakes a vomit, causing the youngsters to laugh. Now it's Anya's turn to roll her eyes at how childish her younger siblings can be, she gives them both a gentle tap around the back of head, causing the grins to drop from their faces and then form onto Anya's.

Gustus chuckles at his children. "Right you rowdy bunch, go with your Mom and fill yourselves with Ice Cream, I need to have a chat with the realtor"

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Indra laughs at how quiet her kids have been for the last 10 minutes while the 3 of them make light work of their Sundaes. It seems that her son is going to be the one that breaks the silence.

"What are you going to call the new store Mom? Are you sticking with Grounders?" Lincoln asks his question in amongst shovelling a spoonful of strawberry ice cream into his mouth. Indra scrunches her nose in disgust at the swirling desert in her son's mouth as she contemplates her answer, Grounders was the name of her very successful coffee shop back in Ton DC.

"I'm not sure; what do you guys thinks?"

Lexa responds immediately. "Trikru."

Indra smiles immediately, and Anya immediately agrees with her younger sister. "Oh yeah Mom, Trikru is perfect, I know you didn't want that name back in Ton DC 'cos everyone knew us there, but this is a new start."

Lincoln jumps in equally excited. "Yeah no one here probably even knows that it stands for Woods clan, so we can't be accused of being pretentious or whatever it was you were worried back home."

"It's an option." Indra loves how proud her kids are of their adopted surname.

"Are you all ready for the first day of school tomorrow?"

Three sets of teenage eyes roll immediately. "I can't believe you're making us go to school the day after we moved here." Lexa complains.

"I do not set the timetable my dear. You know it was all very last minute your Dad getting the job at Polis high."

Now it's Anya's turn to be the petulant child. "I seriously can't believe you're making us go to the same school that Dads going to be teaching at; we are never going to make any friends when the kids find out we're the new history teachers kids."

Indra sympathises. "Polis isn't as big as Ton DC An.. And besides your Dad's a really cool dude; I'm sure the kids will be falling all over themselves to be friends with the 3 of you."

Lexa almost chokes on her ice cream. "Wow Mom, cool dude? Really? I can feel the breath of the school bully already."

Indra tuts and Anya, Lincoln and Lexa dissolve into fits of giggles.

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Lexa takes a deep breath and looks again at the entrance to her new school. It's looks okay, not too scary she tells herself. She feels the kind of self-consciousness that you can only feel on the first day at a new school. She smooths down her dark blue jeans again, and wonders if her yellow and white baseball t-shirt was the way to go on her first day.

Lincoln clearly shares none of his sister's concerns, he jumps past her, looking more than a little excited, probably because he has a whole new school full of girls to hit on. Lexa smiles at the thought, as much as he can be an ass she's more than a little grateful that she and Lincoln are the same age, and therefore are going into the same year.

Unlike Lincoln, Anya can tell that Lexa is undoubtedly apprehensive about their first day, the girl really does have that brooding look down to a T. She slides her arm around the brunette and starts to move them both towards the huge front doors of Polis High.

"You'll be fine kiddo." Lexa feels better instantly, she knows Anya has her back, even if she will be in the year above. All of a sudden Lincoln bounds back towards his two sisters, and puts his arm around Lexa from the other side. Lexa smiles, who needs new friends anyway with siblings like these.

They have untangled themselves by the time they cross the threshold, they don't want to be the weird siblings from out of town that are a little too close. The hallways are fairly busy, but nothing compared to their old school, which Lexa guesses was probably three times the size of this place. She glances up and down the hall, and her eye catches on three girls standing in front of a row of lockers, one of them is looking through a cell phone, an olive skinned dark haired girl around her age she guesses, appears to be telling a rather animated story, and a blonde girl appears to be struggling to shove some rather large sketch pads into one of the open lockers. She seemingly accomplishes her mission to rid herself of the paperwork, slams the door shut and then turns to face her two friends. That's when Lexa heart starts to beat a little faster, she might just be the most beautiful human she has ever seen, and oh my god those blue eyes.

Lincoln follows the stare of his sister, and he too is immediately transfixed by the three females, he is more struck by the girl on the cell phone. Wow. Anya finally catches up with her two younger siblings, and immediately shakes her head in disbelief, these two will never change.

"Right guys, have a good day, if you want a ride home meet me hear after last period."

Lincoln doesn't flinch and Lexa barely looks at her sister but at least acknowledges that she has heard her. Anya smiles before heading off to find her form room, she's needs to be on it this year with it being her senior year and all. She disappears into the endless bodies meandering around.

Lincoln starts moving towards the three girls, Lexa is horrified and hurriedly follows him, whispering all the way.

"Linc what the hell are you doing?"

He smirks he's always been the more confident of the two when it comes to women. "I'm introducing myself."

Clarke looks up and immediately sees two very attractive strangers walking towards them, Raven immediately senses that she has lost her best friends attention, follows her line of sight and immediately stops telling her story, which in turn causes Octavia to look up from her cell.

Clarke feels like she's holding her breath. She doesn't think she's ever seen a more magnificent creature than the braided brown haired beauty that is currently approaching her, even though she seems to be having some sort of disagreement with her companion. It's when she finally tears her eyes away from the argument and locks eyes with her, that Clarke really loses it, my god, those green eyes.

Octavia drinks in the dark stranger walking towards her, she looks him up and down, the way his jeans pull over his thigh, and the fabric of his blue t-shirt pulls over his abdomen, she can practically see the six pack; and those biceps, wow.

The two beautiful strangers arrive at the group. Raven chuckles she knows when her best friends have fallen in lust at first sight. Clarke has lost the ability to speak she's just dumb struck staring into emerald eyes.

Octavia has no such limitations. She gets her flirt game ready immediately. "Hi." Her eyes never leave the handsome man. "To what do we owe this pleasure?" She smiles sweetly but she can't help but let her eyes fall to Lincolns biceps again, she licks her lips. This doesn't go unnoticed by Lincoln who smiles smugly.

"My names Lincoln, this here is my sister Lexa." He holds out his hand towards the stunning brown haired blue eyed beauty. Lexa's eyes snap away from Clarke's at the mention of her name, and she suddenly seems to realise that there are two other girls here, she feels her cheeks flush at the realisation that she has basically been staring at this woman, who by the way looks like the prom queen. Lincoln finishes. "We're new."

"I can see that." Octavia definitely would have remembered seeing him before. She takes his hand and holds into it. "I'm Octavia, this is Raven, and that is Clarke."

Lincoln smiles but he doesn't take his eyes from Octavia. Raven shakes her head, and decides to snap these four out of it. "I hate to break this up, but we have to get to home room." She glances towards the brother and sister. "What grade are you two in?"

Lexa realises she needs to rescue a little credibility here, and prove that she isn't mute; so she offers an answer. "11th."

Raven waits for Lincolns answer, when she realises that he isn't going to say anything else. "You're both in the 11th grade?"

When the siblings just nod, Raven is mightily confused, these two are the same age; but they certainly don't look like twins.

Lexa and Lincoln, smirk at each other knowingly, before Octavia takes the lead once more, she links her arm with Lincolns and starts to navigate the two of them through the halls towards their classroom. Raven follows the two of them, leaving Clarke and Lexa nervously alone.

"I guess we're all in the same grade then huh." She offers Lexa her best smile. "I'm Clarke by the way."

Lexa grins and immediately feels better. "I know, Octavia just introduced us."

Clarke immediately feels a redness work its way up her neck and settle onto to her cheeks, what a dumbass, the cheeky glint in Lexa's eyes doesn't go unnoticed by the blonde.

"Oh right. Yeah." Clarke smiles, Lexa can't help but think that maybe she's not the prom queen she first thought.

"Shall we?" Lexa raises her eyebrows as if to say is Clarke actually ever going to show her where home room is?

Clarke decides against opening her mouth again, so she doesn't embarrass herself further, she just heads in the general direction of the classroom. She just hopes Lexa follows, the brunette does, highly amused.

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Lexa's first day at Polis High has been relatively painless. Home room was probably the highlight, thanks to a certain stunning blonde, who managed to regain some ability to speak, but only some; she hasn't seen Clarke, for the rest of the day, she and Lincoln got pulled into an introduction session for almost the whole morning, she had Environmental Sciences with Raven in the afternoon, who had been super nice and really included her.

She's just heading towards the spot where she's due to meet Anya, and she's surprised to see Octavia excitedly approaching her; surprised because she isn't currently with Lincoln.

"Hey." Octavia smiles, oblivious to Lexa's weirdness. "How was your first day?"

Lexa assumes she's being overly nice to assist in her plans to get into Lincolns pants; although Lexa really doesn't think Octavia needs to try so hard in that department.

"It was okay." Lexa sometimes hates that she's a woman of very few words, she hopes she doesn't come across as rude. Octavia doesn't seem to phased. "Cool. Well listen, Linc said that you're into playing soccer?"

Octavia looks at her expectantly and Lexa nods to confirm that the information is factually correct. "Good well I'm the captain of the school team, and we have practice in like 5 minutes; you want to come try out?"

Lexa face lights up at the suggestion, but her frown quickly returns when she realises she doesn't have anything with her that she could play in. "I don't have any kit."

Octavia instinctively looks at the brunette's feet. "What size boots are you?"

"Sevens."

Octavia smirks and links arms with Lexa; this clearly seems to be her thing. "You're in luck, you can use my spares. And we'll be able to grab some spare shorts and a jersey from the locker room."

She starts to pull Lexa in the direction of said locker room, when a smiling Anya stops them in their tracks.

"I assume you don't need a ride home then little sister?"

Octavia processes the words, and doesn't have the tact that Raven displayed earlier. "Wait, sister? So you're white." She looks at Lexa, the confusion etched on her face is kind of hilarious. "Lincoln is a whole delicious shade of chocolate; and you're what? Chinese."

Lexa flinches slightly, but Anya seems to take Octavia's question in the innocent manner it was intended.

"Nepalese actually." Anya smiles.

Lexa decides to step in. "Anya this is Octavia, Octavia, my big sister Anya."

Anya takes the hand she's offered by the younger girl, and speaks quickly before Octavia can question their family heritage any further. "So let me get this right, you're the one that wants to get into my little brother, as opposed to my little sister."

Octavia smirks, she likes this chick. "That's right Anya."

"So it's the blonde one I need to be watching around my little sister, right?"

Lexa can actually feel the colour on her cheeks. It doesn't help when she hears a soft chuckle fall from Octavia's lips. "That's right Anya, I'm strictly a meat eater, Clarke on the other hand..."

She doesn't need to finish the sentence, Anya almost loses it completely when she sees the look on Lexa's face, the young girl doesn't know whether to be hopeful, excited or mortified; Octavia sees it too.

Lexa decides she needs to evacuate immediately. "Right well I'm going to soccer practice. I'll make my own way home, see you later Anya."

Lexa strides off in what she assumes is the direction of the locker room, and Octavia follows but not before she shares a final smirk with Anya.

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Lexa loves soccer; and she knows she's good at it, better than good. She's not surprised with the admiring glances she's been getting from her team mates since they broke into a game of 11 a side at the end of the training session. She's playing centre midfield which is her position, so far she's laid on 4 goals for Octavia, who much to her surprise is a fantastic striker, she really is a killer finisher. She's not sure why, but she would never have pegged Octavia for a sports player when she first met her; don't judge a book by its cover she guesses.

Coach blows his whistle to signal the end of the game, and with it the end of training; Octavia is pulling her into a hug within milliseconds. "Oh my god Lex, you're so good. We actually stand a chance of the championship with you in the team."

"You think so?"

"She's right Woods." the voice of the coach takes her by surprise. "Glad to have you on the team." He shakes her hand before heading back inside, Lexa is elated, perhaps this move wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"I'm going to hit the shower, go say hi to Clarke." Octavia gestures over to the bleachers where the blonde is currently in full concentration mode, tongue out and everything, frantically wafting her arm about over her sketch pad.

Clarke looks up and sees the new girl Lexa heading towards her, she has to play this a lot cooler than she did this morning. She quickly flips the pad back onto the previous page, Lexa doesn't need to see what's she's just been working on. She concentrates on Lexa as she strides over, she can't help but be impressed, she carries herself so well, she oozes with a confidence that she's sure the brunette doesn't know she even has. Clarke is certain that this girl is the most stunning female she has ever seen; Clarke has known she was bi-sexual since she was like 13, and has even kissed a few girls, but never anything more. But Lexa makes her want to jump in head first, she thinks if she ever got the chance to kiss her, she'd take it and never stop.

She's pulled from her thoughts as Lexa reaches the bleachers, offers her a small smile, before sitting next to the blonde, and taking a massive gulp of the bottle of water that Clarke hadn't noticed that she had in her hands. She watches, as she finishes her drinks, the way her throat contracts as the water slides down, the trickle of sweat that falls from her hairline, and down her beautiful face; wow this girl makes sweating look sexy. Clarke knows she's in trouble. This girl terrifies her, because she wants her so much, and she's literally only seen and spoken to her like two times.

Clarke swallows the fear, she has to; if she lets it consume her, she's fairly certain she won't be able to formulate a sentence.

"Hey." Clarke is impressed at her ability to get the words out, she continues. "You are some player."

"Thanks." Lexa smiles genuinely happy that she appears to have impressed her new friend. "Octavia is a superstar though."

Clarke bursts with pride at Lexa's description of her best friend. "She's definitely better for having you in the team, she can kinda get frustrated with the lack of good service."

Lexa laughs, and Clarke thinks it may be the most wonderful sound she's ever heard. Yep she has it real bad. Lexa knows, even from the short time she's known the brunette, that she's a livewire, and she absolutely can see Octavia tearing into her teammates after one too many misplaced passes. "Yeah I can definitely see that from Octavia." Lexa lets Clarke in on what she's finding so funny.

Clarke chuckles along, and after a few seconds they realise that they are just smiling at each other like idiots, Lexa clears her throat. "So what were you drawing."

Clarke is so happy that she changed the page she was working on as Lexa was striding over; of course she had drawn Lexa, she couldn't help it, she was by far the most captivating thing on the pitch, she paraded around like she owned the place. Luckily Lexa wasn't her first drawing of the training session, she did a quick sketch of some of the girls in a huddle before one of the training drills; this is the one she offers to Lexa to look at.

Lexa's eyes widen when Clarke offers her the pad to look at, the pencil drawing is exquisite, Clarke is obviously a very talented artist. "Wow Clarke, this is unbelievable."

Clarke can't help the grin that explodes onto her face. "You really think so?"

Lexa reciprocates the blonde's smile. "Absolutely, you're an amazing artist."

Lexa itches to ask the gorgeous blonde what she has planned for the rest of the evening, but she can't quite bring herself to put herself out there like that, she really does look like the head cheerleader, Lexa can't allow herself to believe that someone like Clarke would ever be interested in her. But the thought does make Lexa want to know for sure if Clarke is actually on the cheer squad.

"So do you not do any sports?"

Clarke actually snorts at thought. "Erm no, I'm kind of allergic to unnecessary exercise."

Lexa can't help the confusion spreading across her face. "But you look so fit."

The words are out of her mouth before she has a chance to think about how they sound, she tries to explain what she actually means, but her brain and her mouth are clearly having some communication issues. "I mean…Erm…."

Clarke chuckles, Lexa is cute when she's flustered. She decides to take pity on her. "Thanks. But I must just have good metabolism."

Lexa composes herself, and is grateful that Clarke didn't take what she said the wrong way, she does see a hint of mischief in those beautiful blue eyes.

"So you're not a cheerleader then?" Lexa sees the grin on Clarkes face turn into a look of bewilderment, she quickly tries to explain herself. "It's just when I first saw you, I thought you looked the type…you know because you're so beautiful and all."

Oh dear, Lexa has let herself get flustered, and good things don't come out of her mouth when that happens. Clarke is delighted.

Lexa needs to put some distance between herself and this girl, before her brain permanently turns to mush.

"I better go and hit the showers, before I say anything else I might regret."

She hands the sketch pad back to the blonde and starts to make her way down off the bleachers; all the while Clarke is trying to cover the hugest grin with her hand. She decides to try and help the new girl feel less embarrassed; and shouts out towards the back of the girl who is now rapidly making why back to the school building.

"I hope you don't regret that fact that you find me beautiful Lexa." She's not quite sure where the bravery comes from for her next few words. "I kinda like it."

Lexa turns, still embarrassed, but gives Clarke the most brilliant smile, before turning back and continuing on her journey back to the Locker room. Maybe there is some hope with Clarke after all?

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Bit of a slow burn chapter to set the scene. Let me know what you think.