A/N: as you might have guessed, the title is from the song Hooked On A Feeling by Blue Swede and it's part of the soundtrack of Guardians of the Galaxy.

Many things in this story are taken from a few recent experiences I've had...not sure if that's a good or a bad thing...

This story is dedicated to the girl who inspired it, who has no idea of who I am or ever noticed the huge crush I had on her. I still think you're hot.

What's written in italics are Clara's thoughts. Thought it would be nice to have some of her direct thoughts in between the narrator's monologue. Hope you like it!

A couple of months before finishing year 13, Clara's History of Art teacher decided to organise a field trip to London. Honestly, Clara just wanted to study for her exams, but her classmates convinced her to say yes and get on the train.What the hell, it'll be a nice break before the toughest part of the year; after all, it's only for a few days.

A grey sky received them at the hotel. Clara found her two roommates and took the lift to the second floor, room 211. She chose the bed closest to the window and dropped her suitcase next to it, looking outside. The city looked huge and loud around her.

After half an hour of discussing how much of the small wardrobe each girl would get, Clara made her way back to the lobby, where Mr. Massiel would explain the schedule for the week. She took a seat at one of the sofas, and watched as the class regrouped. Finally, the teacher appeared followed by a tall ginger girl. Her skin was the whitest Clara had ever seen, contrasting with her beautifully long red hair. Her legs -visible beneath her denim miniskirt- were so long Clara's jaw almost dropped, and her green eyes were so focused on her notepad that Clara thought she looked adorable. She was listening to the instructions Mr. Massiel was giving her and failed to notice Clara's eyes on her. Hello, gorgeous.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I trust you've all found your rooms comfortable." Her teacher's voice brought her back to Earth. "First of all, I want you to meet Amy. She was my student last year and she'll be helping as my assistant during the trip. If you ever need anything, do not hesitate to ask her." Come see my bedroom?

Amy smiled, looking around at the group but not staying long in any of them. Clara felt like she was invisible. Mr. Massiel carried on talking, but Clara found it impossible to keep up with what he was saying, so she had to ask her roommates once they were back in the room. They were suspicious about her questions since Clara usually payed attention, but didn't ask too much.

After dinner, the other students decided to go dancing, but Clara wanted to stay. She had always found clubbing pointless, as the only thing people actually did at nightclubs was drinking rather than dancing.

With both her roommates gone for the night, she sat on her bed and started reading the book she had brought for the trip, The unbearable lightness of being by Milan Kundera. A few pages into the book, she was distracted by a knock on the door. Closing the book with a sigh, she got up and crossed the room, expecting to find one of her roommates on the other side of the door either claiming to have forgotten something or trying to convince her to join them. Instead, she found Amy in a tight black skirt and a white shirt, a smile on her face.

"You're Clara, right? Audrey and Kim said you weren't coming." Oh my stars, she's Scottish.

"What?", she said looking back to her bed and the book on top of it. "Oh, right, yes! Yes, I'm really tired from the train and everything... "

"You sure?" Amy asked disappointed. "It'll be fun", Amy said seductively. Is she flirting with me? Clara had to take a moment to consider if she was really turning down to see Amy dancing.

"Yeap, I'm sure. Another time maybe." The words came out of her before she realised she was talking.

"OK. See you around."

I'm so into girls. Clara closed the door and went back to her book.

That night Clara tried to fight off the dreams about Amy, but she couldn't stop her imagination from showing her everything she wanted to do to her. She gave up on trying before 2:00.

On the first day, they went over the National Gallery listening to Mr. Massiel going on about the different artists and styles. At lunchtime, the teacher allowed his students to take some time and be back by 14:00 so they could continue with the tour. Clara went for lunch with three other girls. She liked the girls, and even considered them to be her friends, but she was clearly different from them.

She heard all about the amazing night they had had and the impressive skills Amy had to attract boys. Audrey was particularly jealous of her, and kept saying that her long legs were her only good feature.

"I think that even if that is true she deserves an award from putting up with Kevin and Jacob trying to touch her all night." Kim said, always thinking the best about people.

"Not only them. All the boys are after her!", commented Sally.

"Putting up with them? She clearly loves the attention she gets, or she wouldn't dress like that. Did you see that miniskirt she's wearing today?" Audrey really didn't like her.

The discussion went on, and finally, they turned to Clara for an opinion. "I think she's pretty" was all she could say. More like stunningly beautiful.

Once they finished eating, the girls headed back to the museum, where they found Amy waiting for the group. Since they had nothing better to do, they sat to chat with her.

"Last night was really fun. We should do it again", started Sally.

"Absolutely. And you must help us convince Clara to come with us, Amy." Kim's just trying to be nice, don't kill her, Oswald.

"Of course! C'mon, Clara, it'll be fun." The devilish smile on Amy's lips was more than Clara could take.

Feeling pressured by her friends and her crush, Clara couldn't do anything but give in. "Sure! Why not?"

"Great!" They heard Mr. Massiel calling Amy's name and she turned to acknowledge him. She stood up and gave one final look at the group. "See you all at the lobby tonight. Let's say...midnight? Tell they boys so they can come with us." She waved at them and walked away.

Oh my stars, what did I do?

A/N: sorry to bother :S I just wanted to explain why Clara is reading The Unbearable Lightness of Being to anyone who wants to know. Milan Kundera explains at the beginning that through his characters he sort of 'tries' the possible results of making other choices in his life. Clara is, in a way, experiencing certain things that could have happened to me if I had taken a different path at some point, so I thought it'd be fitting. Take the time to read the book if you can, it's absolutely brilliant.

Hope you liked the chapter! I'll try to update soon :)