Chapter 1

Why is math a thing again? Clarke's pencil taps on her notebook. Her eyes focus in on problem in front of her but her mind is in other places. Why do people like math? "Another minute and we'll go over it together." Her teacher calls out from behind the large wooden desk. Another minute? I'm no where near done. The yellow object in Clarke's hand drops and she decides to give up. I just want to go home… I just want to be asleep right now. Clarke's head leans back and she lets her eyes close. It's long enough for her to drift asleep.

"Ms. Griffin." That's my name. Clarke opens her eyes and her head snaps forward in a panic. "Huh?" Shit, everyone's staring. Finn laughs from his seat. "Why don't you go take a lap, come back when you're awake." The blonde doesn't argue and with a head nod, stands and walks toward the door. "Oh, and Ms. Griffin." Her attention is drawn once again. She turns to look at her teacher. "You have detention after school." Figured. She opens the door and walks down the hall, turning into the first bathroom she see.


First day of school and I'm already skipping class. Lexa lets fresh tears flow from her eyes as she slumps against the bathroom stall. She's been in the space for what feel like years but was likely just a few minutes and her thoughts don't help the situation. Why do I have to be like this? She wipes the tears from her face. I should've expected this. Her mind drifts back the the text she received in the middle of class. It was only a single text, "Sorry." with a photo of her -soon to be ex- girlfriend in it, kissing someone that wasn't her.

Why was I even on my phone during class? More tears fall, staining her red face. As soon as she saw the picture she asked to go to the bathroom before she had the chance to make a scene. It's been 15 minutes, they probably think I'm dead or something.

Tears continue to escape freely until she hear someone come into the bathroom. Her eyes slam shut and she tries to hold her breath. She tries to hold in any noise that would expose her existence. Last thing I want is for someone to know I'm crying.

She hears the water running and a lot of paper towel being ripped. When the girl turns off the water Lexa holds her breath again. As she hears stranger walk out of the bathroom, Lexa lets out an uncontrollable sob. "Hello?" The brunette covers her mouth. "Is anybody in here?" The girl on the other side asks, already knowing the answer to the question.

Lexa tries not to make any noise in hope that the other girl will just give up. The door opens and closes and Lexa let loose again. After about ten seconds of sobbing, the brunette hears, "Are you okay?" from the mystery girl.

When there's not an answer, she gets a little angry. "I know someone's in there so just stop pretending and come out, or I'll come in." She says in a stern voice. When Lexa makes no motion to come out she crawls under and they stand face to face.

Beautiful sky blue eyes stare deep into forest green ones and they're both caught for a moment. Mezmorized. Clarke is first to speak. "I crawled under the stall on this filthy floor so I think you should tell me what's wrong." Her voice is soft but raspy at the same time and Lexa doesn't know how that's possible.

I don't even know this girl. Who is she to violate my personal space and then demand me to tell her about my personal life. She wipes away the brunette's tears with her thumb. "What's wrong?" she asks again. Lexa looks down, too embarrassed to tell her because it's not exactly a badge to flaunt around that your girlfriend cheated on you, or that you have a girlfriend in general.

"I haven't seen you around school, are you new?" The blonde asks and Lexa nods her head. The brunette stays silent and the small stall keeps the awkwardness contained.

"Okay, I'm Clarke, and you are?" Green eyes flicker from the blonde's now extended hand to very blue eyes. "Lexa." Their hands meet. "Well Lexa, I'd like for you to eat lunch with me and my group today, if you're okay with that of course." A distraction couldn't hurt. Lexa lets a small smile slip and she matches it.

"Okay." The blonde's smile grows even wider. "Good, now. Are you going to be okay?" She nods. The bell rings signaling the end of first hour. "We should probably go, I'd be bad to get caught in here like this." she says with a laugh and turns back to the stall door, unlocking it and releasing the two from the small, confined space. Only a second later after walking out girls walk into the bathroom.


"What class do you have next?" Clarke turns and asks the brunette just behind her. "English 12" She replied after a second of thinking. "I can walk you." The blonde offers as they walk further from the bathroom. "I have to go get my stuff from my last class and then stop by my locker."

Lexa tells her and Clarke nods and lets her lead the way.

"You're right next to my friend Octavia." The blonde comments as Lexa stops in front of her locker and goes to open it. After a few tries she lets out a grunt. Awe, that's cute. She can't help but laugh. "Need help?" Lexa lets out a puff of air and hands over the piece of paper with her combination on it. "At my old school we didn't have locks like this." Clarke only nods and goes to open the locker. She shows the brunette how to open the lock herself and she grabs the things she needs for her next class.

Fingers jab into Clarke's sides. "Hey princess." She yelps and instinctively leap forward, crashing into Lexa. She hears a banging and is almost sure that's her hitting her head on the still metal door. She hisses and Clarke knows it was her doing just that.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Clarke says as she regains my balance and lets her hands dart to the back of Lexa's head. "Are you alright?" She lets out a groan and nods. "I'm so sorry." Clarke says again and then turn to shoot a glare at the tall dark haired guy who caused this. Bellamy shoved his hands in his pockets. "Sorry."

Lexa closes her locker. "I'll be alright." She balances her books and pencil in one hand as the other one rubs her head. "Let me get this." Clarke says, not taking no as an answer and grabbing her books. "Uh, thanks." she says and Clarke shows her to her class. Bellamy follows shortly behind.

"What do you have after this?" The blonde ask as they get to Lexa's door. "Um," she says and then points to her binder. Clarke gives it to her and she pulls out her schedule. "Economics, Calculus, Chemistry, Gym and then Art." Sweet, we have two classes together. I smile. "We have economics and Art together., I'll see you after class." Clarke gives Lexa her things and watches as the brunette walks into her class.

"Who is she?" Bellamy asks, hovering. "A friend." The blonde says, letting the irritation in her voice seep through. The bell rings signaling the start of class. Shit, I still have to get my stuff from my last class. The blonde turns on her heels and runs back to her math class, loosing Bellamy on the way.


The hour goes by fast and Lexa finds herself being greeted once again by Clarke. She smiles. I can't believe she's actually sticking around me, even after seeing me cry. "So where's Economics?" Lexa ask as they walk back to the brunettes locker. She puts up the heavy english book and closes her locker. "It's upstairs." Clarke says and then leads the girl to the stairs.

Class is almost over and Lexa finds herself concentrating on anything but her lesson. A mixture of a long standing headache and thoughts of Clarke flutter throughout her mind. She's given me more attention than Costia has in months, even before I moved. She feels a tap on her shoulder, bringing her out of her thoughts. She turns and is passed a note. She opens it. "Call me maybe? 202-6373-4977" The brunette laughs, thinking about the horrible song that she actually used to love. The brunette grabs her pen to reply. She wrote, "No."' and then I hand it back to her.

The blonde opens the note and reads the short response, then puts on the most adorable pouting face Lexa has ever seen. She could feel a fluttering in her chest. "Aw, don't pout." She whispers to the blonde. Clarke pouts even more, ignoring the brunettes pleas. The bell rings. "Come on, lunch is next," Lexa says as she tries to pull the blonde up and failing miserably. "Come on!" She whines. When she doesn't move the brunette starts to tickle her, making Clarke laugh and squirm out of her seat. "S-st-op! Stop! I-I-I h-hate be-ing tickled!" she screams. Lexa stops, taking a second to look around the classroom. The others that were still packing up their things stopped to look at them. "Come on freak show, you're drawing attention," She says, just loud enough so that Clarke can hear her. They both laugh and Lexa pulls again, this time Clarke comes with her.


Clarke lets Lexa drag her to lunch. She didn't really care if she made a scene but could see that Lexa did. The two girls walk into the cafeteria and grab their lunch trays.

"There's my friends." Clarke says, pointing to the group of teens laughing. Jaspher throws a piece of cut up fruit at Finn who catches it in his mouth. "Gonna warn you, they're weird." Clarke say as they get closer. Lexa only laughs, not really processing what she's saying.

"Hey," Clarke says, earning her friends attention. Finn looks at Lexa. "Who is this cutie?" Raven slaps him in the back of the head. "I'm just kidding babe." He turns back to her and apologizes.

"This is Lexa," Clarke starts to introducing the brunette to her friends. She points to everyone as she tells her who they are. "Lexa, this is Octavia, Raven, Finn, Monty, Jasper and you know Bellamy." She sends him a glare. "I'm sorry again." He says to Lexa and then directs his next comment to Clarke. "Am I ever gonna live this down?" The blonde shakes her head no. Octavia laughs and then asks, "What happened?" The two girls sit down next to each other across from the younger Blake.

"Bell thought it would be funny to basically throw me into Lexa and she hit her head on the locker." Clarke says earning a quick defence from Bellamy. "What? No, it wasn't like that. I just tickled her, I didn't even realize anyone was there. It was an accident." He folds his arms across his chest. "Same results." Clarke says earning a sigh from the boy. Clarke laughs. "We win." she whispers to Lexa and laughs. Her laugh is so cute.

Throughout lunch the group talked and joked around. They were all so weird in so many ways. I guess this is just how their friendship works. Jasper is talking, "Okay, I've got one." He laughs as he reads it on his phone. "As an airplane is about to crash, a female passenger jumps up and announces, "If I'm going to die, I want to die feeling like a woman." She removes all of her clothing and asks, "Is there someone on this plane who is man enough to make me feel like a woman?" A man stands up, removes his shirt and says, "Here, iron this!" They all laugh. "Anyone else got any sexist jokes?" Octavia asks and Finn speaks up. "How are women and tornadoes alike? They both moan like hell when they came, and take the house when they leave." They laugh all laugh again, it's similar to a group of drunk people and it earned them a lot of weird looks from the people around them.

They started to get into a real conversation after a lot more laughing and stupid jokes. "So Clarke, our movie night is still on Friday at your place, right?" Raven asked. "Of course!" She replies with a smile. She then turns to Lexa, question on the tip of her tongue before she even thinks about asking. "Would you like to join us?"

"Uh," The brunette hesitates. I just met them… But I already feel so connected to them… It doesn't take long for her to give in. "Sure." She says as she looks at Clarke who is now grinning from ear to ear when out of nowhere the blonde's picked up. Seems like Bellamy can never keep his hands to himself. Clarke squeals and flails her arms and legs. "Put me down Bell." They both laugh. "Time for class princess."


Clarke says her goodbyes to Lexa before being forced to class. She had Raven escort her to class after remembering they shared a calculus class.

Octavia and the blonde passed notes throughout my entire history class and somehow managed not to get caught. The blonde was surprised that she also managed to get her work done as well. Her mom's voice popped in, in the back of her head. "Clarke, if you get anything below an A- you're grounded until it's back up."

O- So Lexa?

C- What about her?

O- You know what I mean, is she gay?

C- Idk why would that matter?

O- Clarke, I know you, you're into her. You like brunettes.

I roll my eyes at the note.

C- You don't know me

O- Yeah I do Clarke. And you like her ;)

C- I'm soooo done with you

O- You just know I'm right

C- Whatever


Their last hour comes around fast. Art, we're getting partners today that we get to draw. Clarke thinks back to what the art teacher told them last week. I wouldn't mind drawing a beautiful face like that. She gets into class and sees Lexa was already there. "Hey, you wanna be partners today?" The blonde asks, a big smile was on her face.

That went away when Lexa said, "I would, if Bellamy hadn't asked me first.". The brunette points to the older Blake who sat with a smile on his face. On the outside Clarke tried to stay normal, like her rejection didn't sting as much as it did. On the inside, the blonde was ripping Bellamy's eyes out of their sockets. What is he up to?

Clarke turns and sits in her seat. "Man, I didn't believe Octavia when she said you liked her but damn, I now seeing it with my own eyes." Raven sat next to the blonde as she shook her head. "I really don't know what makes you guys think that." Clarke says as she turns away from the latina. "Well, one- when you couldn't be Lexa's partner you looked ready to murder Bellamy but okay, whatever you wanna believe." She says with a smirk playing on her face. "You really could do a better job at hiding it though." she says. "You blushed as soon as I said something about her." Raven laughs and Clarke interrupt it by slinging paint on her face.

Raven looks at the blonde shocked, mouth open. Her expressions turn from shocked to amused and she grins dumping a small cup of paint down Clarke's shirt. "Damnit Raven, you just started a war!" She yells while flinging paint at her.

Soon everyone picked sides and colors started to fly everywhere. Clarke took cover under a nearby desk. She sit there, crouched down when she is tapped on the shoulder unexpectedly. The blonde jumps up and hit her head on the desk. "Ow," she says, rubbing the throbbing area.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She turns around to see Lexa. "It's okay," she says, giving her a smile. "It's getting pretty wild out there." "I know, we didn't mean to start this." Lexa looks surprised. "Wait, you started this?" She asks and Clarke gives a simple nod. "Yeah, but we didn't mean to." Lexa chuckles. "How can you not mean to?" Clarke shrugs. "I mean, me and Raven were fighting and everyone just... got involved?" The last part came out as more of a question, then a statement.

After moment of silence, she asks, "What were you guys fighting about?" The blonde looks down, not sure what to tell her. Definitely not that she was teasing me for having a crush on her. After not getting an answer she asks again. Clarke looks at her and smiles, "Oh, nothing, just something stupid." "Oh," Lexa replies, looking down sounding a bit disappointed. Clarke was about to ask why when Bellamy comes under with them.

"So how are you girls doing on this colorful day?" He asks, smirking. He looks to Lexa and starts shamelessly flirting. "Something must be wrong with my phone, it doesn't have your number in it." "Wow, what a pick up line." she says sarcastically. "Oh, I can do much better than that." He says chuckling. "Did you know that if I was a stop light, I'd turn red every time you pass by just so I could stare at you a little longer." Both girls laugh.

"Ya know, that's kinda creepy Bell." Clarke says, hoping to remind him of her presence. He ignores her and keeps his focus on Lexa. "You look cold, wanna use me as a blanket?" "Dude you know it's like a hundred degrees in here?"

Clarke sits there in disbelief. Why won't he give up? She thinks to herself and then she remembers. He ALWAYS gets the girls he wants. No matter how hard to get they are. She probably likes him and they'll end up together.

Clarke lets all of the doubt fill her head. That's what she normally does when she know there's something she can't have. She lets all of the negative fill all the thoughts of wanting it until she doesn't want it anymore.

"You're so beautiful that you made me forget my next pick up line?" "Oh, I have a pick up line for you," They hear from on top of the table. The three of them look up to see Octavia poke her head out so they can see her.

"Have you ever heard the pick up line 'get the hell away from her'?" The girls laugh and Bellamy looks irritated with his sister. "Any for future references, there's a no touch policy when it comes to Lexa." I guess she was laying on the desk this whole time listening to Bellamy hit on Lexa. I'm glad that she came in when she did.

When everyone finally stops throwing paint, they come from under the table. The room and everyone in it is a colorful mess. "Mrs. Rose is gonna be pissed when she comes back." Octavia looks at Clarke and laughs, "It's time to go." Clarke grabs Lexa's hand and their friend group sneaks out the class.


They run out the classroom and down the hall. After several turns and much running, they stop by the janitors closet. Clarke starts to pick the lock until it opens. "What are we doing?" Lexa asks as she tries to catch her breath. She's nervous. What are we doing? "You'll see." Clarke smirks as she gets the door open. Lexa blindly follows the blonde in, deciding to trust her. Once in the closet, Clarke moves a trashcan pressed against the wall, revealing a medium sized hole.

"What the heck is this?" Lexa asks, rethinking her trust. The blonde ignores her and walks through. Lexa doesn't follow her and Bellamy moves past, crawling in. "Come on, trust me. It's cool." Clarks pokes her head back into the closet. She holds out her hand and after a moment of hesitation Lexa grabs it, letting the blonde bring her inside. Screw it.

"It's just a secret hallway that was covered up a long time ago. My Uncle Marcus used to go here with his friends. He told me and my friends where to find it and it's been our special place since the beginning of high school. Our secret hallway. That you now know of." Clarke says as they step through the other side.

It's barely lit and Lexa sees several figures walking towards them. "Hey, where ya been!?" A guys voice yells out. "It's not my fault! I had to pick the lock because SOMEBODY closed the closet door." Clarke yells out. "My bad." Lexa could now see the figures faces clearly now. It was Clarke's friends Monty, Jasper and Finn.

For the rest of the hour, the group hung out there. They played field hockey, duck duck goose, tag and their own special game of dodgeball.

They made their ways out of the area once they heard the bell ring. Clarke and Lexa are the last ones in the hall. "So how was your first day?" The blonde asks and Lexa can't help but smile. "Pretty good after, ya know." She says as she crawls to the other side. "Well I'm glad, and if you ever need to talk I'm here. You have my number."

Clarke comes out after the brunette. "I will." Lexa pulls out her phone and saves the blondes number in her contacts. The brunette sends her a message. "And now you do too." They share a smile. I want to hug her. Should I hug her? As if reading her mind, Clarke moves forward and wraps her arms around the taller brunette. It's returned and they stand there together for a few seconds. "Bye." Clarke says when she pulls away. "Bye."


Lexa crashes in her bed, exhausted. I should probably deal with Costia. She pulls up her contact and then switches from it. I really don't feel like dealing with her, and she hasn't bothered to text me at all the past two days why should I? She opens a new chat and send a message to Clarke instead.

3:56

Lexa - Hey ;)

Lexa sends the message and then grabs her backpack, pulling out her homework for the night

4:00

Clarke- Hey

4:00

Lexa- Wyd?

4:01

Clarke- Detention wby

4:01

Lexa- What, what'd you do? And homework.

4:05

Clarke- Cause I fell asleep 2nd hour. That's why I wasnt in class when we met lol

4:05

Lexa- I see you're a trouble maker lol why didnt you tell me?

4:06

Clarke- Shhhh Don't tell anyone else… I heard you were keeping a secret from me…

Lexa's eyebrows scrunched together. What is she talking about? What does she know? Who told her something? Lexa's hands shook as she typed.

4:07

Lexa- What secret?

4:10

Clarke- That you're a math genious lol Raven told me.

I let out a sigh of relief as I read the message.

4:11

Lexa- I'm alright I guess. Nothing special.

4:11

Clarke- Hey, it IS special, better than me at least.

4:11

Clarke- I gotta go. The fire breathing dragon almost caught me texting and if I get caught she'll take my phone and make my detention longer.

4:12

Lexa- Okay, see you tomorrow.

The brunette puts her phone on it's charger sighs as she lies back on her bed.

"Lexa!" She sits up as she hears her mom call out. Great, she's home. The brunette gets up and rushes to her mom.

Lexa stops when she sees four people standing at the door. Two are her parents, one is her sister Anya who's supposed to be at college and the fourth is her cousin Lincoln who lives where they used to. Before the big move.

She's shocked to see him and freezes for a second. He smiles and opens his arms. "Hey!" The brunette runs to him, falling into a tight embrace. "Oh my god Lincoln! I've missed you." "I missed you too." he says as he hugs back. "What brings you here?" Lexa asks.

Before Lincoln can say anything, Lexa's mom steps in. "Your aunt and uncle passed away yesterday. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to ruin your first day at a new school." The woman explains.

"There was a fire when I was out." He says, pain evident in his voice. "So now he is going to be living with us, you should show him the guest room." Lexa nods her head. Don't cry. If you cry then he'll cry and then everyone will cry and it'll be a never ending cycle. She guides her cousin upstairs. "This, will be your room." Lexa says as she opens the door.

They bring in the rest of his things up and Lexa and Anya help the boy unpack. "Thanks." He says as he sits on his new bed. "No problem." She stands there awkwardly, not sure what to say or how to comfort him. "Wanna watch a movie?" She asks and he shrugs his shoulders. "Sure."