Once Clarke and Octavia had arrived at the Blake's house she immediately realised that their TV had gone from sitting on a small table, rather than a TV cabinet, to being now held on the wall and it was unbelievably bigger as their last had been huge itself.

"Hey, O, what happened to the old TV?" Clarke turned to the brunette to see her at the edge of the stairs about to go up.

"Should've realised that would be the first thing you notice. We changed some stuff, we were gonna keep the TV the same but when Bellamy, Jasper and Monty were running through here, like dumbasses, with water guns the table gave way and the it might as well have been thrown off a cliff, like, literally the whole screen was smashed." Octavia shook her head but the glanced at the new telly which gave Clarke the reassurance that she loved the new once even more. "Anyway, I'm gonna change I think is still have some of your shorts and tank tops from when you decided to leave a bag of clothes here 'accidentally'"

"Sorry, O. I promise that today I will take it home." Clarke had deliberately left the bag there because she was tired of having to run home and start a 5-minute countdown before her mom's car came down the road and stopped her.

After getting changed into more comfortable clothes, choosing to go with her tracksuit bottom rather than her shorts as the weather had been cold but no one even tried to predict it anymore, so she walked down in soft dark red tracksuit bottoms and a, little too tight, black tank top. After double checking that she had sent Lexa the right address she couldn't help but keep looking at her phone for the time, Clarke fell off of the bar stool she was sitting on as soon as she heard the doorbell.

Octavia laughed as she got to the door before Clarke as the girl had been sitting on one of the two couches, which had also been replaced from a black leather so a soft fluffy grey one.

"Hey … Lexa, right" Octavia asked, as the older brunette nodded Octavia stepped aside to let her in, Lexa walked in with just enough time to see Clarke jump up and pull the barstool with her.

"Hey." Was all Lexa said it felt weird to be standing in her partners best friends house as they had only met that same day, but Lexa was to stubborn to let that get in the way of getting an A- tops.

"H-Hey, Lexa. We're just gonna wait for O's partner and then we can start. Pizza shouldn't be long either." Clarke walked over to were she had place all her art equipment and the stuff she had to lend Octavia due to 'Best Friend Duty's'.

Clarke had already started to ask Lexa questions on what she would like to do on the project, other than that they had nothing to talk about. Once Clarke thought Lexa was bored the second she had stepped into the house as her face looked slightly strained and somehow even more emotionless than it had been in the previous few hours that were spent in school.

The doorbell rang and when Octavia lunged forward she smiled as the pizza boxes came into view with the smaller boxes that contained curly fries and other sides. Her smile widened as another figure stood by the door a bad slung over his shoulder, Lincoln, the tall muscly guy that looked tough and hard looking but was really just a big teddy bear.

"Hey, Lex, didn't know you'd be here." He stated as he walked through the hallway towards the kitchen where they were all now standing, watching Clarke and Octavia put the food on plates, before Lexa's answer her had somehow asked multiple times for the girls to let him help. It was clear that Octavia and Lincoln had spent more time together through school and possibly some classes.

"I got paired with Clarke." Lexa looked over her shoulder to see the blonde smiling widely at Octavia and she couldn't stop her heart beat increase, that had never happened to her after knowing someone for a day.

"You don't sound happy about that, you okay?" Lincoln changed his tone to a serious one and hushed his voice so that the other brunette and blonde couldn't hear, not that they would as for them being in the surprisingly big kitchen.

"Umm … yeah, I'm fine just … you know, dealing with stuff, first day of school and I already feel distracted." Lexa tore her eyes from the blonde as Lincoln started speaking.

"You can let yourself feel, Lexa, it doesn't make you weak."

"Love is weakness." Was all Lexa said as she gave him a hard stare before walking off to where they had all put their books.

Lexa pushed her tears back repeating the same three words that she had just spoken as the memory of Costia laying limp in a hospital bed filled her mind, but all the sadness was replaced as she heard the faint laughter that was coming from the blonde, Lexa could just about see her azure eyes and a sudden warmth filled lexa as Clarke smiled wider this time before nodding towards what she thought to be the plates of food before walking out.

They had finished their food, Octavia and Clarke starting up easy conversation between them all, Lexa was sure that at one point she had smiled because she felt Lincolns gaze on her, it wasn't normal for Lexa to smile when in front of people that weren't him or her closest friend Anya, he followed her direction of sight to see that it was on Clarke as she told another hilarious story about Octavia which had Clarke falling into a fit of giggles.

After about another hour they started on their project, Clarke done the outlines on and extremely large canvas while Lexa chose the things they needed for it. They had to use a large canvas and draw pictures of their dreams, wishes, hobbies and what they thought was beautiful. Lexa knew that they would have to meet up most days of the week to get it done in time, but when she mentioned it to Clarke the blonde simply nodded before adding the days that they could do it at her place: Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday, and if by any chance that her mom would leave a post-it-note anywhere to say she would be home late or not at all, Lexa seemed confused as to what was wrong with her and her mother and as to why they wouldn't just talk or at least text instead of post-it-notes but instead of pressing on the matter she just waited patiently until it was nearing 10. All of them were shocked at the time, Lexa had left with Lincoln almost immediately, much to Clarkes disappointment.

It was a Friday, the day for all the new year's to get a better understanding of the school. Everyone had been confused at the sudden day off but no one complained. Instead Lexa had texted Clarke to see if they could start on their project. The blonde had answered several minutes later to confirm that she could, but after that she said it would have to be later after 2, although after an hour another text came through saying she could actually stop by whenever. Lexa was so confused that she didn't recognise the sudden change in grammar and wording.

When Lexa had arrived at the address Clarke had given her the night before she knocked on the door to reveal Clarke, wearing what looked like girls boxer shorts and only a sports bra.

Clarke had been expecting Octavia to be at her door, hence the lack of clothing as neither of Octavia nor Clarke actually cared what they were seen in around each other as they had known each other practically from birth.

"I- um… sorry. I thought Octavia would be coming back round again. She left a few minutes ago to get coffee," Clarke seemed to be oblivious to what she was actually wearing until Lexa couldn't help but her mouth drop open a little and slowly gaze down Clarkes body, when she looked up to see Clarkes eyes on her a look in her eyes Lexa couldn't pinpoint in a second it was gone, and a deep red blush rose to Lexa's cheeks as the blonde continued to stare at her, before following Lexa's gaze down her body and then gasped as she saw how minimal of clothing she was wearing and quickly gestured Lexa in before running upstairs to what Lexa thought must have led to Clarkes bedroom.

I'm so fucked…

Was all Lexa thought as the image of Clarkes body wouldn't leave her mind.