"I still can't believe the administration wouldn't arrange this." Octavia Blake was pouting. All she ever wanted was to share her dorm room with her best friend, Clarke Griffin, yet they were stuck being in different room and with strangers. It was their first day on the campus and they just moved in an hour ago.

"This sucks. I really hope my roommate isn't some kind of freak or something." The blonde said, laying on her best friend's bed. "I guess we'll have to wait until next year to finally have our dorm room."

"You sure they can't do anything?" She asked for the fourth time.

"Yeah, but they told me everything was already settled and they couldn't do anything…"

"I'm so fucking pissed." The brunette replied. "Jasper and Monty are sharing their dorm. Bell and Finn too… come on, even Monroe and Harper!"

"I know." Clarke sighed. "At least we're living in the same floor."

"But we're not in the same room – I will never be happy."

"I know I am your source of happiness, but we'll have to live separately, now."

"You crushed my dream of waking every morning with the sounds of you snoring." Octavia said, laying at her side.

"Yeah, that totally sucks. My soring is the cutest thing in the world."

Her best friend chuckled and asked: "So, what about your roommate? Did you met her?"

"No, not yet. The administration told me she was settling in around three o'clock." Clarke smiled and there was a silence between the two young college students. "I know this will sound weird, but this might actually be good for our friendship. I mean, being in different rooms."

"May I ask you how?" Octavia said, glaring at her, trying to figure out if she needed to be offended by what her best friend was saying.

"Well, the first year of the Health Sciences is known to be one of the hardest – and you're studying Social Psychology." She took a brief pause. "We don't have the same routine and I know you procrastinate a lot, which normally leads me to do it too. I'll have time to concentrate in my studies."

"But, what if your roommate is like, Satan's minion and party every day, every night and don't give a fuck about you and Health Sciences?"

"I'd be fucked." Clarke replied with a serious look.

Octavia and Clarke unpacked Octavia's stuff and then went to the cafeteria to have a meal. They met their group – Jasper, Monty, Finn, Bellamy, Miller, Harper, Monroe, Wick and Wells. They were all eating pizza so the two best friends joined them. They had a great time, talking about their orientation day and everything. Clarke finally left them around 8 P.M so she could take a shower, watch some TV shows on Netflix and go to bed. She had a class the next morning and she wanted to have a good night of sleep.

She opened her dorm room's door and almost jumped ten feet of the ground when she saw a girl sitting on her bed, looking at her laptop. She saw the girl looking at her and the blonde finally spoke.

"Sorry, uh… I forgot you'd probably be there by now." She entered her room and dropped her bag on the bed, then she cleared her throat. "My name's Clarke. You should be Alexandria?"

"That would be me. But please, just call me Lexa." She replied, still looking at her laptop. Clarke immediately knew she wouldn't be the kind of girl to party all day and all night, so she really was relieved.

And the girl was really cute, with her long curly chestnut hair, her pretty green eyes and glasses – Clarke always had a thing for girls with glasses. "Lexa, good." She said. She took her pyjama out and continued. "I'm going to shower and then I'll go to sleep."

The girl nodded and that was pretty much all their interaction for the rest of the day. Clarke thought she wouldn't force any conversation, because this could be a bad start for them. She knew she will have to stay with this girl for the year. She just met her, so she didn't want to scare Lexa – after all, they were just strangers for each other, not more, yet they will have to live, eat, sleep together. Clarke had all the reasons in the world to be nervous. What if they didn't get along?

The next morning, Clarke woke up to the alarm she set off the last night – she told Lexa she had to get up early, but her roommate wasn't even in her room when Clarke opened an eye. She could have had a class or something and didn't tell her.

The blonde looked at her phone to see three messages from Octavia. They made her smile.

OCTAVIA (6:40) – Hey nerd, good morning. I met my roommate, she's awesome!

OCTAVIA (6:41) – I will introduce her to you, she's kinda cute, totally your style

OCTAVIA (7:02) – OMG, this is too early for me, I should have taken evening classes

Clarke get out of bed and decided to answer her.

CLARKE (7:23) – I can't say much about mine

CLARKE (7:25) – She doesn't talk much and she's already out

OCTAVIA (7:27) – Next question will be a matter of life or death

OCTAVIA (7:29) – She cute?

Clarke smiled again. Lexa was a really good looking girl, but Octavia didn't need details about it. The blonde started preparing herself for her morning class at 8 A.M. and texted her best friend a few minutes later.

CLARKE (7:42) – Yeah, she is

CLARKE (7:43) – She doesn't look like a party girl, which is good

CLARKE (7:47) – But she doesn't look like a social person too

OCTAVIA (7:53) – U should give her time

OCTAVIA (7:55) – Heading to first class. We eat together after?

CLARKE (7:58) – Sounds like a plan, I'll text the group later. Have fun

OCTAVIA (7:59) – School is horrible not fun, C.

Clarke entered just in time for her anatomy class. Since there was no place to sit in the front, the blonde had no choice and sat in the back of the classroom. They were a group of less than 20 students, which was normal because almost nobody has the guts to take this crucial class in their first semester.

The professor introduced himself. He was only a lecturer and, since he had killer grades when he did the course, the college offered him a job and here he was. He was just a few years older than Clarke, but she knew he was probably younger than the other students. After all, there was a woman surely in her 40's. The professor's name was Matthew Jackson, but he asked to be called only Mr. Jackson in his class for politeness and formality.

The moment they started to see the content of the course, Clarke knew it was going to be harder than she expected. Everything seemed to be complicated and they will have to do a lot of assignments, projects and exams. The blonde got out of her classroom with the feeling she'll spend her entire semester into her books, studying for this one particular class.

"So, can you tell me all the bones in the human body?" Octavia was grinning and eating some fries, sitting in front of her in the cafeteria.

"Uh, maybe in the end of the semester." The blonde replied.

"There's this really hot girl in my Computer Programming class." Jasper started, looking at their group. "I borrowed her book."

"Wow, this is really huge Jasper." Monty said, giving a quick tap in his best friend's arm. "You really are a Don Juan."

"Shut up, she smiled at me and we talked. Her name is Maya."

"Wait, there's a girl in Computer Programming?" Octavia frowned. "This is like… the nerdiest class ever. Why would a girl take it?"

"Uh, thanks O." Replied Jasper. "Maybe she knew she'll be in a class full of beautiful young men."

"Or, maybe she just wants to have extra credits, like I do with my art class." Continued Clarke with a smile. She was taking it because she loved drawing and, if she feels like Health Sciences was really not her thing, she could just switch for the Art program. She knew her mother, Abby, would disapprove, but it was her choice's to make and if she wanted to spend her life like a hungry artist, nobody could change her mind. Clarke was a really stubborn young girl and everyone knew that.

Her day had passed quickly and it was already 7 P.M. when she got back to her dorm room. As expected, her roommate was in her bed, looking at her laptop. She didn't even lay an eye on her. She was definitely not a social person and Clarke will have a hard time dealing with that – she wanted to know everybody and she really liked to talk to others.

"Hey." Clarke said, sitting on her bed, then lying on it. She was already exhausted, yet she had a lot of studies to do. She promised herself that she wouldn't procrastinate in college, because this is how she will not survive her semester.

The blonde wasn't expecting her roommate to answer her, she just wanted to let her know she was in the room. "Hey," It was not much, but she kept talking. "How was classes?"

Clarke glanced at her and smiled a little. She was making effort to talk to her. "Not bad, you?"

"Fine."

And that was pretty much it, but it was almost better than the day before, because she was the one asking her a question. Clarke was still relieved her roommate wasn't talking much: it was good to study in a room where there was no music, no Octavia to distract her. It really felt good to put all of her attention into what she had to do.

Three hours later, Lexa had moved a bit of her bed. She took a shower and got back to her laptop, without saying much. It was hard for Clarke – she would have asked her how old she was, what was she studying, where she's coming from, etc. But whatever, there was really no rush to ask her everything the second day they were spending in the same dorm room, she'll have the entire semester to get to know her.

Clarke was almost on the edge of slamming her MacBook on her head, because she really was exhausted of trying to figure out what she didn't understand of her last Anatomy class. Lexa spoke again and it took the blonde out of her misery.

"I'm going to bed. You should sleep, it's late."

"What time is it?"

"Midnight." She said, after turning off her bedside lamp.

It was late, indeed. She took all her book to put in on her desk and did her usual routine before sleep, trying to not make too much noise in case she wakes up her roommate. When she finally got under her blanket and lay her head on her pillow, her eyes immediately closed.

It was finally Friday and Clarke was in her room with Lexa. The blonde wasn't really surprised her roommate had nothing planned for the night – she told her she really was concentrated in her studies and nothing should distract her, because her parents will stop paying for her education. Her parents seemed really strict about it. On the other hand, Clarke's mother have always been open-minded and free-spirited. Of course, she wanted her daughter to have good grades and follow her path, but they always get along on everything. She wasn't mad at Clarke when she told her she was into girls, only slightly deceived but still happy for her.

Clarke was watching the new episodes of Game of Thrones in her bed and felt her cellphone buzzing in her pants. Of course, she had an idea of who might be texting her a Friday night at this hour. Her best friend. Who else?

OCTAVIA (21:53) – PRINCESS GRIFFIN

OCTAVIA (21:53) – YOU MUST COME WITH ME TONIGHT

CLARKE (21:55) – first, don't call me that. Second, what are you talking about?

OCTAVIA (21:57) – HUGE PARTY

OCTAVIA (21:59) – A HOT BOY INVITED ME

OCTAVIA (21:59) – SO YOU NEED TO COME WITH ME PLEASE

CLARKE (22:00) – but I'm watching game of thrones

CLARKE (22:01) – and I've got nothing to wear

OCTAVIA (22:02) – you've got no choice, I'm already there.

Clarke heard someone knocking at the door and muttered "You're kidding…" She stood up and opened the door to see Octavia. She was really good looking: she was wearing black skinny jeans and a white top. The brunette was grinning and entered the room without asking for permission – even though she didn't needed it, because she knew her best friend would have let her in anyway.

"Come on Griffin! Everyone will be there, you have to come with me!" She looked at Lexa, who was on her bed. It was the first time she was meeting Clarke's roommate, since every time she had been in her best friend's dorm room, the girl was in class or somewhere else. "Hi, mysterious roommate, I'm blondie's best friend!"

Lexa looked at Octavia with her usual serious smile and she nodded. "I'm Lexa." And she looked down at her laptop to continue whatever she was doing.

Octavia raised a brow and got her attention into Clarke again. She opened her drawer to take out a cute top and then jeans. "Put this on."

"You don't even know if I can get out, Octavia." Clarke replied, taking the clothes into her hands. She knew the brunette was as stubborn as her. "I've got homework to do."

"You can't use that excuse with me, princess." She pushed the blonde to the bathroom and closed the door. "Take a break, have fun, get under a pretty girl to get over your ex-girlfriend -"

"Could you please shut up?!" She replied, opening the door. "And I'm over her already."

"Prove it then." Octavia said, daring her.

"Then you shall prove it somewhere else than here." Lexa added, staring at Clarke.

The blonde blushed because she wasn't expecting her roommate to get into the conversation – which was telling Clarke that she's probably hear about the 'ex-girlfriend' part. She would have love to keep her gayness for herself, now Lexa could think she's some sort of pervert who wants to spy on her in bed or in the shower and things could get weird between them. Well, weirder. It's not like they knew much about each other.

"Don't worry, I'm not proving anything to anyone tonight. I will also not interrupt your sleep if we leave the party too late; I'll crash at Octavia's." She smiled at Lexa and the girl nodded.

"Good." Was her only reply.

The two best friends got out of Clarke's dorm room. As soon as they were far enough, Octavia didn't mind making a comment about the blonde's roommate. "Why didn't you tell me she was hot as fuck?!"

"She's my roommate, even though she's good looking. She lacks social skills, we almost never talk to each other." Clarke simply replied to her best friend.

"Oh, talking about roommate, mine's coming tonight so you'll finally meet her!"

"This is my roommate, Raven. And this is Clarke, my best friend." Octavia said, letting the two girls shaking hands.

Octavia was totally true: Raven was really cute. Her best friend said she started seeing Finn, but that she could easily kidnap him so the way would be free for the blonde. No, it wasn't her thing to get between people.

"Nice to meet you," Clarke added. "I've heard you're studying Mechanical Engineering!"

"Oh yeah, it's totally awesome! It's my second year actually." The blonde heard about that too. Octavia really liked to talk about her friend's life sometimes. Clarke smiled and took a sip of her drink.

The place was owned by a guy named Lincoln – the one who invited Octavia. It was crowded and she wasn't sure to feel in her element with everyone around. She saw Jasper talking into a girl's ear, who she assumed was Maya, the hot girl from one of his class. Monty was in an active conversation with Miller, Harper and Monroe were dancing amongst other people. Raven left her to be with Finn and Wells. Octavia disappeared and Clarke was left alone until Bellamy saw her wandering around, trying to find something to do.

"Hey princess." He said with a grin, leaning to give her a hug. Bellamy was Octavia's older brother and he was really, really sweet. Her best friend told her he once had a thing for her, but Clarke outed herself as gay and crushed the boy's hope. "Where's O.?"

"Uh… she dragged me here and then left me, I have absolutely no idea." She answered. It was good someone finally talked to her, she was feeling a bit like an outsider. She never really liked parties at someone's place, especially if she doesn't know half of the people there. "She must be with Lincoln."

"Lincoln?"

"Yeah, the guy that owns the place, she told me he invited us and I think she has a crush on him." Clarke knew her best friend could kill her if she hears that she told Bellamy. He was really protective towards his sister.

The night turned out to be fun – she finally met Lincoln and one of her sister, Anya. They were in their parent's house and they were gone to see some family in another state. Clarke didn't drink that much and was able to get to her dorm room safely. The only thing was that she had to drag her best friend from Lincoln's house and it wasn't an easy thing to do – she was fighting and complaining all along that she could walk on her own, which was everything but true. She knew her best friend like the palm of her hand.

She entered her own dorm room to find Lexa sleeping in her bed. Clarke was trying to be really quiet so she wouldn't wake her roommate – it was 3 A.M and she told her she was going to sleep at her best friend's dorm room if she was going to leave too late.

Lexa moved and Clarke made a little grimace. She heard the girl turning in her bed and then she turned her light on. She was not really used to it, so she asked: "Clarke, is that you?"

"Yes, sorry I woke you up." She closed the door and then changed her clothes for her pyjama, without caring if Lexa was looking at her or not. All she honestly wanted was her bed and a good night of sleep.

"It's good, I wasn't able to sleep anyway. I drank way too much coffee." She continued and looked at her phone, probably for the time.

"You studied all night?" Clarke wouldn't be surprised of it. She nodded and the blonde smiled. "Well, at least you didn't had to watch your best friend getting wasted. Octavia could barely stand up alone."

"She seems like a nice person." What Lexa said was totally sarcastic, but it made Clarke chuckle.

"I had to drag her to her dorm – literally." Clarke laid down on her bed and stuffed her face into her pillow. She was still tipsy and told herself she shouldn't have drank that last drink.

She was practically asleep when Lexa talked again. "Are you doing anything tomorrow?"

"Mhhh? Oh," Clarke turned her body and removed her face from her pillow. She looked at Lexa and made a curious face. "I don't – nothing." She wiped her face with her hand. "Why?"

"Is it good if I bother you for a coffee?"

Clarke couldn't believe it. Lexa was talking to her to make an actual conversation. Lexa was asking her to do something with her. Lexa, the roommate who usually looks at her like she's some sort of alien coming from outer space and who barely spoke to her for the entire week they've been living together. Asking to go out for a cup of coffee. It made the blonde smile and she wondered what happened for that sudden change. Probably the lack of sleep.

"Hmm, yeah. Sounds ok." She replied to her.

"Ok?" She looked at her, trying to figure out if it really was okay.

"Oh, I mean great. Yes, great, Lexa." She smiled again.

"Are you drunk?" The girl said with a frown.

"Nope, slightly tipsy." Clarke chuckled.

"You should sleep, Clarke. Good night." She leaned to turn off the light and the blonde immediately felt asleep after that, thinking about the coffee she was about to have with her hot roommate.