Chapter One.
It was a cold morning; the sun was trickling through the window as the subtle rays hit Clarke's face. The rays illuminating her long, waxy, blonde hair as well as her face. The remanences of last night's makeup still lingering on her face. And what a night it had been for this junior doctor. The light cascading through the window caused the blonde to stir in her slumber. Her ocean blue eyes coming into few as her eye lashes flitted open. Yawning as she sat up, head pounding loudly and ears ringing. Drinking two bottles of vodka, 3 shots of tequila and 4 ciders was not the best idea, but that didn't stop Clarke.
Before she gotten into med school she was known as party girl Griffin. She had put that part of her away that whole time, only once she was finished did she resume. And now with having some time off for a holiday did she indulge herself again. But clearly, she had forgotten that going a good few years without drinking makes you an incredible lightweight. Being the good girl she claims to be, she had left herself two tablets and a glass of water for when she woke up. Even drunk Clarke is responsible and tries to take care of everyone.
She sat up, popping the tablets into her mouth and took a swig of water into her mouth. Remembering different parts of the night before. Watching Raven flirt hopelessly with a girl that was nothing but cheek bones. Octavia fawning over this tall, well-muscled guy who could do nothing but smile at her the entire night. She was glad her best friends looked happy, a ghost of a smile played on her lips. She closed her eyes and hummed to herself.
Her eyes stringing open when she realised when she remembered the song she was humming. Her mind filling with her face. The forest green eyes, the eyeliner emphasising her eyes, the jaw line sharp enough to kill, the kissable lips, everything drawing Clarke into her. High pony tail with her scalp covered in tiny, intricate, braids leading into the pony tail. The mystery girls body close to hers. Clarke remembered the feeling of her arms around Clarke, holding Clarke as close as possible. Clarke could still smell her perfume, she her face, feel her arms around her. The clearest memory she had was that she felt safe with this girl. Like whatever happens this girl would stand by her and protect her. This was a completely new feeling for Clarke. Her past relationships hadn't had the best endings. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, she didn't to ruin the thought of the new girl with them.
She turned to look at her phone on charge, a smile played on her lips. Clarkes smile grew as she opened her phone, hoping she had taken a picture with this girl. Flicking through the photos who had. Lots of photo from before heading out, of Clarke, Octavia and Raven all dressed up. Raven with her bright red lips, hair up in a high pony tail to extenuate her dark brown hairs length, wearing a skin tight sleeveless red dress that plunged into her cleavage. To top of her look, she added knee high black heeled boots and her black leather jacket to be taken off as soon as possible. Octavia going for more subtle makeup, with her eyeliner making her eyes pop, a tight lacy black dress, the lace making little intricate patterns all the way down her slender arms. Clarke topped the trio off with a black dress, which had clear lace that starts at the side going around her back to her other side that had black patterns going through it, with a bold black front with a plunging neck line, giving ample view of her cleavage. Like Octavia leaning on subtler side of makeup. A small amount of white eyeshadow beneath her eyes to contrast the black eyeliner on the top of her eyelid. Hair all pulled over to one side, cascading over her shoulder.
Her smile depleted as she started to lose hope in finding this girl on her phone. Giving up hope she decided to shower. Leaving the comfort of her bed, she walked over to her bathroom. Looking in the mirror she chuckled at the state of her face and hair, knowing she will be panda eyed within a few seconds in her shower. Deciding to brush her teeth before having the shower as she couldn't stand the taste of old alcohol in her mouth any longer. Once completed she hopped into the shower. Warm water cascading down her body. She sighed in pleasure. The picture of the girl came back into her mind, she bit her lip at the thought of her. Her mind started to wonder What that girl is doing now? Is she thinking about me? What's her name? is she from around her? I want to see her again. She continued to think. And at that moment that very girl had just started to stir from her slumber.