A/N: Since it's the first multi-chapter story I post, it'd be nice to let me know what you think in a quick review ^^
Thanks to BrittzandTana for editing! Check out her Clexa stories if you haven't already!
English is not my native language so I apologize for any mistakes you may find.
Hope you enjoy :D
Disclaimer: I don't own The 100. I'm just borrowing its characters and playing with them for a while.
It was midwinter in Boston, Massachusetts, and snow was filling up the otherwise empty streets. Couples, cuddling and trying, unsuccessfully, to warm each other up, could be spotted everywhere. Valentine's Day was in less than two weeks and the typical advertisements for it were starting to pop up in every store.
Clarke hated this time of the year. She hated winter, when the freezing air forced everyone to stay at home where it was warm. She hated all of the snow, which made everyday life a real nightmare. Plus, she couldn't stand the advertisements that were constantly mocking her about February fourteenth. They made her feel like being single was the end of the world. She wasn't single this year, though, so she should've be happy to celebrate it with someone for once. She wasn't, because so far, she had spent every Valentine's Day at home, alone, watching her favorite TV shows and trying to convince herself that it was just like any other day. Except it wasn't. It was the one day of the year that she truly felt the loneliest.
This Sunday, however, her boyfriend had planned a big surprise for her. She had asked many times what it was, but he wouldn't say a word. All she knew was that she needed to dress up. She wasn't particularly looking forward to seeing what the surprise was though, and she wasn't sure why that was.
These were Clarke's thoughts as she drove to school on Wednesday morning. She was nearly eighteen years old, in her senior year at the Boston Arts Academy. She was at the top of her class, had an amazing and hot boyfriend, and best friends who were just as amazing and wonderful. Their group of friends was one of the most popular posses in their entire high school. She had everything any high school senior could ever want, and yet, she felt like she was missing out on something. Something truly important.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it though. That wasn't to say that she hadn't tried. She had often stopped participating in a conversation or paying attention in class just to take time to wonder which part of her life wasn't enough, or rather which part was missing. These wanderings of her mind had earned her the reputation of being absent-minded, even aloof at times.
Her friends could say otherwise though. She was a great person, friendly and warm. She truly cared about people, even people she didn't know. Her wandering mind was just a part of her charm. Bellamy – who had been her best friend since they were five years old – seemed to have fallen for that. Clarke had been very surprised, to say the least, when Bellamy had first asked her out. She had been so stunned that she had been speechless, and he took her silence as a rejection and retreated, his desperate gaze never leaving the floor. Clarke had felt so sorry for him, because she was the kind of person that immediately felt bad when hurting someone, even if it was completely unintentional. That was why she had eventually said yes.
At that time, she was convinced that they wouldn't get together. She didn't want to give false hopes to Bellamy, she just thought that by going out one time with him, he would realize that they were better off as friends. He had insisted that she'd give them a shot.
So she did. And she had found herself surprised once again when she realized that she actually enjoyed the idea of Bellamy and her as more than just best friends. So she went with it, and they'd now been dating for four months.
It wasn't exactly her ideal relationship. She believed in love at first sight, or not at all. That was why she was sure that she wouldn't ever love Bellamy. She had grown to have feelings for him, just not as strong as Bellamy hoped. But after all, they were in high school, and who said anything about needing to have serious relationships in high school? She needed to have fun. She just prayed that having fun with her best friend wasn't the worst idea ever. Except it probably was, and she just hadn't realized it yet.
She finally arrived at the school parking lot, parking in her usual spot and wasting no time before getting out of her car. Clarke found herself immediately smiling when she spotted one of her other best friends, Raven, making her way towards the blonde.
"Hey there, artist girl," Raven exclaimed happily, a small smirk playing on her lips.
"Hey, mechanic," Clarke greeted with the same playful tone. She often called Raven 'mechanic' because, despite her being in an art school, she spent most of her time working on computers or even cars. "Aren't you a bit late?"
"I could say the same to you."
"Touché. Except that I'm usually never on time. You, on the other hand, are never late."
Raven evaded the question, so Clarke decided to drop it. For now.
Since they were indeed late, they hurried to their classroom. They had first period together: history. Clarke liked that class and was always paying attention. She often imagined how life would be if they were in the past. Or in the future. Like maybe a post-apocalyptic world, where they would have to make sacrifices in order to survive.
She stopped talking to Raven and, as soon as the bell rang and the teacher started talking, began assiduously taking notes.
The bell rang later in the day, indicating that it was lunch time. Clarke gathered her things and put them in her bag, before leaving her classroom and heading for her locker. She quickly grabbed the stuff she needed for the rest of the day and entered the cafeteria.
The blonde instantly spotted her friends at their usual table. She already saw Raven teasing Octavia and Lincoln for being the goofiest couple ever, and Monty was smirking at Jasper, because he wouldn't stop staring at Octavia.
Clarke had noticed it too, and she and Monty had promised that they would find Jasper a girl just as great as Octavia. It would be hard though, because Octavia was one of the greatest people that Clarke had ever met. Then again, Jasper was a pretty amazing guy too, so he shouldn't have too much trouble finding someone. It would just be easier if he wasn't so focused on Octavia – who was, obviously, already taken.
Clarke seated herself in her usual seat, in front of Octavia, and greeted all of her friends at once. "Hey! What are you guys up to?"
"Just the usual, you know. Raven is worried that we will embarrass her, because Lincoln and I are going on a double date with her and her mysterious new boyfriend."
"Oh, and I don't get to meet him?" Clarke asked, pouting lightly.
"Yes, you do. You and Bellamy are both invited," Raven corrected.
"Yay!" Octavia exclaimed, obviously enjoying the idea. "Let's make it a triple date!"
Octavia then seemed to realize something and pursed her lips. "Oh wait, that means my brother will be here. Ew, awkward…"
Clarke chuckled a little at that and saw the said brother making his way towards them.
"Hi guys." He sat down and leaned in to give his girlfriend a quick peck on the lips. "Hey beautiful." He smiled sweetly at her and looked up at his friends. "What did I miss?"
"We're going on a triple date," Clarke informed him.
"What? With who?"
"Octavia, Lincoln, Clarke, you and I," Raven answered.
"That's a lot of people. But I guess that means we finally get to meet your secret boyfriend, right?"
"Why does everyone keep calling him that?" Raven queried, clearly exasperated.
"Uh, maybe because he's been dating you for a month now and that nobody has met him yet?" Octavia answered sarcastically. "You wouldn't even tell us his name."
Raven didn't respond for once, admitting with her silence that her friends were right. She had been very secretive about her new boyfriend.
She couldn't help it though. It wasn't that she was ashamed, far from it actually. She just didn't want her friends to scare him away. She wanted him to like them just as much as she wanted her friends to like him. It was so important to her – her friends were literally her whole life.
But she knew she couldn't keep hiding him from them any longer, and she didn't want to. That's why she had come up with this idea of a triple date in the first place.
Jasper suddenly seemed to snap out of his daze and questioned, "What about Monty and me? Can't we meet him?"
Octavia butted in quickly. "Sorry, couples only. But don't worry, we'll have a party at my house and you'll get to meet him… Right, Raven?"
Raven nodded that she agreed, and Jasper and Monty seemed to agree as well, so they left it at that.
However, Clarke heard Bellamy mutter, "Of course you wouldn't ask your older brother if it's okay to throw a party," and she smiled, amused.
The conversation began to focus on something else as they finished eating their lunches. When lunch was over, they headed back to their respective classes. Before they knew it, school was over.
"How was your day?"
"Same as usual. Boring…. Yours?" Clarke asked.
"Uneventful," Bellamy replied, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"That's one way to put it." Clarke returned the smile.
Bellamy was walking her to her car, as a perfect gentleman would do. They usually hung out at Clarke's house after school, but the blonde was feeling a bit tired today, so she hadn't invited him. Bellamy didn't seem to mind, since he had told her he was busy later in the afternoon, with practice and everything, anyway.
They quickly kissed each other goodbye and Clarke started the drive back to her house, knowing that she would be alone there for at least a couple of hours, as per usual. She stopped at a red light, losing herself in her thoughts again.
She prepared to accelerate for when the light was going to turn green again, but when it did, she wasn't ready for what happened. She squealed and brutally stopped the car, because a girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the road. The girl seemed completely lost, but she immediately put her hands on the hood, in hopes that it would be enough to stop Clarke's SUV in time. Thankfully, Clarke had reacted fast and stomped on the brake, stopping the car almost immediately. She quickly clambered out of it to check if the girl was injured.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" Clarke panicked.
The brunette girl popped her head up and stared into Clarke's eyes, with green doe eyes of her own. Clarke took a second to appreciate the girl's beauty. She was truly stunning, a beautiful jaw line, intense gaze and mesmerizing green eyes. Her brown hair glowed magnificently in perfect braids.
Snap out of it, Clarke! You almost ran over her!
"I'm okay," the mysterious girl insisted. She then muttered under her breath, almost too faint for Clarke to hear, "or at least I will be… I hope."
Clarke released a relieved sigh and visibly relaxed. She then glanced at the girl's clothes and gulped. She was wearing a bad ass armor set. A freaking armor set. Her hands were full of… what seemed like mud, but black mud. Where did this girl come from?
The mysterious beauty noticed Clarke staring and gulped uncomfortably.
"Sorry I frightened you. I'm just not quite used to…" She paused and gazed at their surroundings. "…all of this."
"Oh my god, no! Don't even apologize! It's totally my fault. I was lost in my thoughts and didn't even check to see whether or not someone was crossing the street. I'm so sorry," Clarke apologized sincerely. There was an awkward silence before Clarke started, "Sorry to be so nosy, especially after I almost ran over you, but… why is i-"
A honk suddenly startled them both and Clarke realized she had left her car in the middle of the street, blocking everyone else behind her. A second later, the light turned red again, giving Clarke some time before getting back to her car.
"I have to go back to my car, but I wanna make it up to you and make sure you're really okay. No offense, but you seem a little… lost."
"I am… sort of. Can I…" The girl was hesitant. "…come with you? To wherever you were going in the first place?"
Clarke was slightly surprised by the suggestion, but accepted right away.
"Yes, of course! I was going home, but we can go wherever you want. We'll clean you up," she offered.
"Your home seems fine. If that's okay with you of course." The girl averted her gaze, looking up at everything around them and not at Clarke.
"Yeah, sure. I offered after all, didn't I? We can go back to my car before the drivers behind it try to murder me."
The girl smiled a small smile and, without realizing it, Clarke was suddenly smiling back at her.
Clarke got into her car and waited for the brunette, realizing that she didn't even ask for her name. Seeing no one after a few seconds, she peered outside her car. She saw the girl standing in front of the passenger door, seeming clueless.
"You can open the door," Clarke said, puzzled. Had she had not seen a car before? Because that was what it looked like.
The girl tried to reach out, but looked desperately at Clarke and asked, "Can you do it?"
Clarke opened her mouth, confused, but did it anyway. She then got back to the driver seat and saw the beautiful brunette get in the car, albeit hesitantly.
Everything about this girl seemed… fragile, almost like she was made of glass. Clarke hadn't ever met anyone quite like her. Something about her made Clarke want to know more.
She finally escaped the red light. During the way back to her house, she broke the silence. "So, what's your name?"
The girl turned to look at her and answered, "Lexa."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed. Please leave a review and let me know what you think is going on with Lexa :)
