Lexa jumped in her chair when her father knocked at her door. She was so focused in her homework, that she didn't even hear the steps from her father up the stairs. That was also, probably, because she had her headphones screaming classic music in her ears.

-Just came to let you know it's already 5pm. – Lexa just stared at her father with a questioning look. – I thought you wanted to go for a run before dinner.

-Right. Almost forgot about that. Thanks father. – Who the hell am I kidding? How could I ever forget? I'm meeting Clarke after it. – I'm just going to finish this exercise, and then I'll go get ready to leave. – Her father didn't say anything, he just nodded and left, closing the door again.

Lexa took 3 seconds to finish the math problem. She didn't even bother closing the books, getting up and starting to take off her pajamas. She opened the closet doors, grabbing one of her sports bra. After putting it on, she dressed a pair of black running leggings. She then looked at the mirror in one of the closet's doors. Should I just put a top over the bra, or a shirt? She looked outside, focusing on the sun. Too hot, I'll just put a top. When already fully dressed, Lexa started braiding her hair. She was finishing her second braid, when her sister decided to burst into her room.

-What's up nerd? – Anya looked at what Lexa was doing and pouted. – You're braiding your hair and didn't tell me? You know I love to do that. Mine is always way harder to braid… - Anya's pouting just intensified.

-Sorry, I was kind of in a hurry. Still am. You can come and do the rest if you want. – Anya went all excited, running toward Lexa, starting to braid her hair. When it was all done, Lexa tied it up.

-I never understand why you tie your hair up after braiding it. The braids lose the entire purpose.

-I just like it this way. Also, it's better for running, it doesn't go in my face.

-If you say so… - Anya got out and went down stairs. Why did she come in my room anyway? Did she sense I was braiding my hair? Lexa was reaching for her phone to get out of her room, when she heard Anya running back upstairs, bursting into her room, once again. – Almost forgot. – Anya smirked at Lexa with a mischievous look. – Say hi to Clarke from me. – Her sister didn't even wait for a reaction from Lexa, turning away once again, going downstairs. Lexa just stayed in her place seeing her sister disappear. What's wrong with this girl? After a few seconds being frozen in her place, Lexa went downstairs, getting ready to start her run. Finally! She just had to wait for Lincoln, who was never late, so should be about to get there. Lexa looked at her phone, that was now in her holder that she used for running, in her arm. Just two mo-

-Lexa! Lincoln is outside. – Her mother was in the kitchen, and had probably seen her friend through the window.

-Thanks mom! See you guys later! – And with that Lexa got out of the house. – Bye Benji. I can't take you with me this time, sorry. – As he could understand what Lexa was telling him, Benjamin sat down, doing some kind of pout. – Hi Linc. – She said, while closing the door behind her.

-Hi Lex. – Lincoln looked at Lexa up and down. – If you can go dressed like that, I should go shirtless. – He laughed and nudged Lexa in the arm. – You meeting Clarke or something? – Lexa hadn't yet told her friend about it.

-Actually…

-You are? Really? That's great! – Lincoln hugged Lexa, lifting her up.

-Linc! Put me down! – Lexa never quite enjoyed being lifted up. She was ok with hugs though.

-Sorry sis. – Lincoln had already put Lexa down, and was now with his left hand behind his head, rubbing his neck, with a sorrowful look. – Just really happy that I won't have to look at your sad face no more.

-I wasn't sad. I was just, frustrated… - She had been kind of sad, but she would never admit it to anyone. I've been definitely way more frustrated then sad! – So? Are you ready to have your ass kicked?! – And with that, Lexa started running. Lincoln stayed for a few seconds perplex, without moving, seeing her friend leave.

-Hey! That's not fair! – Lincoln whined, but then started running, catching Lexa pretty easily. – Told you I would be the one kicking your ass. – Lincoln had a proud smile in his face. Lexa didn't answer him, instead she decided to pick up her pace.

They ran the usual 6 miles course, maintaining the same pace. It took them about 40 minutes, which was a really great time. They didn't talk that much while running, it could mess up their breathing, but they enjoyed each other's presence. Lexa loved running. It was the only time her mind would go completely blank. No thoughts, something really hard to achieve, especially in the last days.

They were getting closer to Lexa's home, when they crossed the children's park, near her house. As they reached the park, Lexa's eyes crossed the wilderness surrounding her, something she always did, but never knew why. Her eyes stopped the exact moment blonde hair appeared in her field of vision. And as her eyes stopped, so did her body, freezing in place. It's Clarke. Clarke was sitting in one of the swings, backs turned to them. The park was empty, at that time the kids would all be at home, getting ready for dinner. Lincoln stopped a little further, not noticing that Clarke was there.

-Why did you… - He didn't get to finish his question, because his eyes followed Lexa's, finally seeing Clarke. – Oh… Right, Clarke is there. – Lexa was so focused on Clarke, that she had stopped listening to what Lincoln was mumbling about. – So, this means our run is over. I'll see you tomorrow Lex. – He nudged Lexa, making her look at him with a sheepish look.

-Right. I'll see you tomorrow. Sorry. – Lexa was slightly embarrassed.

-I enjoyed the run. Just so you know, I totally won. – Her friend was continuing his run back home, not giving a chance for Lexa to contradict about the winning.

When Lincoln was out of sight, Lexa looked back at Clarke. She was still there, sitting and slowly swinging back and forth, probably completely unware of her surroundings, due to the music coming from her headphones. Lexa took a few breaths, deep breaths. It's not a big deal. You're gay. You've known that for two years now. She'll still want to be your friend. Why wouldn't she? Lexa jumped the fence surrounding the park, and walked to Clarke.

Clarke had left her house way to early, she knew that, but she just couldn't concentrate in her homework, not when in her mind, different questions, she had no answer for, just kept popping up. She had scheduled meeting with Lexa at the children's park, around 6pm. That park was the place they would always meet. It was further from Clarke's house, something she appreciated a lot, and closer to Lexa's, something her friend's father would agree on. They had had amazing moments in that park, and also not so good ones. In 8 months of friendship, they had gone through so much. Lexa had showed Clarke the park, saying it was the place she would go to, to get some distance from her father. The park had a tree, one with a really large trunk, that sometimes they would climb, when the park was too crowded with kids. Clarke got to the park at 5:45pm. There were still four kids playing around, so Clarke just stayed inside her car, in the parking in front of the park, waiting for them to decide to go home. It took the kids more 10 minutes to leave. Clarke got out of the car, got her headphones on and went to sit down on the swing. Even with the loud music, her thoughts could still come through, screaming louder. Is Lexa gay? She must be. Am I? I can't be… I could be bisexual. Maybe I'm just attracted to some girls. Like that girl on the dance floor, and… Lexa? Am I attracted to Lexa? All the thinking was just making her even more frustrated. Argh! Why does this have to be so damn hard?! Why can't I just be sure? Clarke was so distracted in her demanding thoughts, that she didn't see Lexa approaching her, until a hand and was on her shoulder, making her jump from the swing.

-Aahh!

-Whoa…Hey, Clarke! Is just me. – Lexa had to dodge a few punches, ending up by grabbing both Clarke's hands, in just one perfectly coordinated move. – Slow there strik gona.

-What? – What did she just call me?

-Sorry, I meant, little warrior. – Lexa laughed at Clarke, still holding both her fists.

-Not funny… You scared the hell out of me. – Clarke pulled her hands back, her heart still beating way too fast due to the scare. When she finally composed herself, her eyes scanned the, sort of breath taking view, that was in front of her. Lexa was all sweaty, making her look shiny, and even more attractive. How is that even possible? Her toned stomach was showing. Is she wearing just a bra? What the hell?! And why are her abs like that? It just makes me want to touch them… Her hair was braided in a way that only Lexa did it, and her eyes… Her eyes were so green. Her eyes looked like emerald stones piercing her soul, like she was reading her thoughts. I must be gay… No one stares at their best friend for so long… After this few seconds, that in Clarke's mind felt like hours, Clarke finally said something. – I like your enormous shirt. It covers everything… - Lexa looked at Clarke and laughed, knowing her sarcasm by heart.

-It's a top. I have a sports bra under this. I didn't feel like sweating more, something that would've happened, if I had brought a shirt.

-Right… - Clarke was once again looking at her friends' abs. I wish mine looked like this… Did I really just think that? What is wrong with me? – So… maybe we should start the talking… You know... – Lexa smiled at Clarke, which helped her calming down.

-Yes, I know. Want to go sit in the tree? – Lexa loved climbing the old tree. Clarke would prefer to sit on the swings, with her feet closer to the ground, but she loved the look on her friend's face, when they were on the tree branch.

-Sure. But you know I'll need your help to get up there. – Clarke, not being as athletic as Lexa, and not enjoying the heights as much, would normally have a few troubles climbing the tree.

-Of course. It will be my pleasure to help you milady. – Lexa bowed, letting Clarke go first. Clarke laughed at the theatricality. They left the park, going through the fence's door.

-And, by the way, this door is here for a reason. You were not supposed to jump the fence. – Lexa, always the flying monkey.

They reached the tree, and Lexa helped Clarke reaching for the lower and larger branch, offering her hands as a kind of step, propelling her up. Once she was sitting in the branch, Lexa stepped back a little, gaining enough power to jump and grab the branch, pulling herself up. Clarke just stayed there, once more, seeing Lexa's muscles, this time in action. She noticed that her friend's biceps were as toned as her abs. Why am I staring? Stop staring! She'll notice.

-Hi. – Lexa smiled and stared at Clarke, looking her in the eyes, as she was getting ready for the talk.

-Hi. – Clarke answered, looking back into Lexa's eyes. And here it goes.

-So… We should talk about that afternoon, right?

-Right. – Since Lexa had decided to start, Clarke wouldn't stop her.

-I think I should tell you something. It has nothing to do with the afternoon, at least not directly. It's something about myself… - Lexa was slowing down, taking longer to say each word. Clarke could feel her jitters. – Lincoln knows this, but we've known each other since we were kids, so… He's like my brother. My mom knows too, and so does my sister and brother. I haven't told my father yet, but you know how my relationship with him works.

-Lexa. – Clarke felt the need to reassure her friend that it was ok. – You can tell me. Whatever it is, everything will be ok.

-I know… It's just, even knowing I did this already, more than once, it's still hard. I just can't quite explain it. – Lexa took a deep breath. – Ok, here I go. I'm gay. – Although Lexa said it without breathing and without separating the words, Clarke was able to understand it perfectly. They just stayed in silence, looking at each other's eyes. Forest meeting the deep ocean. Clarke felt nothing different about her best friend. She was still her best friend, who she cared for, very much. – I'm gay. I like girls.

-I got that part. – Clarke laughed. She's such a nerd. A gay nerd. My gay nerd. I mean, my gay best friend, who is a nerd. Not like, mine. Lexa's not mine. She doesn't belong to me. I'm going crazy. Although her mind was going crazy, Clarke couldn't stop feeling immensely proud for her friend. – So now that you've come clean to me, how do you feel?

-Lighter. So much lighter. I feel like I could fly. – Lexa had the most genuine smile in her face. She looked like a child, whom their parents had agreed to give ice cream before dinner. Clarke was not able to control herself, wrapping her arms around Lexa's neck, hugging her.

-I'm so proud of you. – Lexa hugged her back, wrapping her arms around Clarke's waist. Clarke could smell the vanilla sent, that came from Lexa's skin. She loved that smell. But not in a sexual way! She just smells good.

-Thanks… Now, I don't even know why I was so nervous about telling it to you.

-You know that I'll love you no matter what. You're my best friend. – Clarke was so happy for Lexa, that she had almost forgot about the almost kiss, that had happened in her bed.

-Right… Me too. – Lexa made a weird face, but then smiled again, so Clarke didn't over think it. They stayed in silence for a few more minutes, just appreciating each other's company.

-I missed you. – Clarke said those three words without even noticing. She was thinking about it, and just let her thoughts come out. It was the truth. She missed Lexa. We've only been two weeks apart. How are we gonna do when we go to college? The capital is way bigger, and we're gonna be way busier. And there she was, over thinking again.

-Clarke… I missed you too. – When she heard Lexa saying the same words back, her mind went silent. – I would stay in this tree with you, just talking, but it's getting late. – Lexa was now pouting. Well, not exactly pouting. Any other person, who would look at her friend's face, would only see a really neutral expression, a tough one even, but Clarke could see under that mask. Lexa's eyes would tell a completely different story from her face, and Clarke could always read that story, it was a real story, and not the fake one other people saw.

-I know… I have to go home too. My mom must be wondering where I am. – She hadn't quite told her mother the truth. She doesn't need to know. Clarke rarely told the truth to her mother, at least not the entire truth. She had only said she was coming to wind down for a little bit. She never once, pronounced Lexa's name, or she probably wouldn't be there right now.

-Can we just promise something to each other? – Clarke was confused. What was Lexa talking about?

-Sure, anything.

-We have to promise each other that, no matter what, we will always come back to each other. – She was about to answer Lexa, but her friend kept talking. – I mean, like, no matter what. I know that this might sound completely out of the blue, but I just can't lose you. You're my best friend. These last two weeks were driving me crazy! I know I must sound really clingy, but I just missed talking with you, for real, because although we kept talking, I just felt like we were apart. – Clarke wanted to interrupt Lexa, to tell her she had felt the same way the last two weeks, but her friend was kind of having a moment, and she didn't feel like stopping that. – I just don't want to feel like I lost you, ever again.

-You didn't! You'll never lose me! – At those words, Clarke had to interrupt her friend. I had no idea she had felt this way… - I'm sorry if I made you feel that way… I don't want to lose you either… And, I promise. No matter what, I'll always come back to you. – Lexa extended her hand to Clarke, as to seal their promise. Clarke looked down, at her friend's hand, but then looked back up, at the green eyes, that were staring back at her. She just threw herself, once more, at her friend. I think a hug is a better way to seal this promise. Before pulling away from the hug, Clarke kissed Lexa's cheek. Her lips touched Lexa's sharp cheekbones, her soft skin. Clarke felt a sparkle go down her body, igniting her core, making her feel warm inside, making her heart skip a beat. She pulled way, too scared of that feeling. They stayed staring at each other for a while. The atmosphere around them was, once more, electrified, just like it had been in Clarke's room. They were too close. – So… I'll see you Monday? – Clarke pulled away, jumping down. She was starting to feel like she couldn't breathe. Lexa took a few seconds to leave the state she was at, jumping down too.

-Yes, Monday. At lunch, right? – And just like that, with a simple smile from her best friend, everything was okay.

-Exactly. At lunch. – Clarke smiled back at Lexa. Before turning around, to go to her car, Clarke gave Lexa a quick hug. – I'm really happy you finally felt like you could share that with me. It just made me love you more. – She went inside her car, closing the door, but opening the window. Lexa stayed there, watching her leave. I think this went ok. Actually, I think it went perfect. She knew that, at night, her mind would go crazy again, over analyzing all the new information, but for now, she was just happy for her Lexa.

The time went by, Clarke and Lexa finally went back to their dynamic, having lunch together, and meeting after classes whenever they could. The last month of school went by so fast, that Lexa found herself wanting time to go slower. The two weeks after the ending of classes, and before exams, went by even faster. They spent the entire time studying, and then studying a bit more. When the exams finally came, Lexa just wanted them to be over.

Friday finally came and with it, Lexa's last exam. The 7 head's monster. The big math exam. She stayed inside a classroom for two hours, even wanting to get out of it, after the first minute. The exam went well, she answered all the questions, and only doubted two of her final answers. The moment she set foot outside of school, all she wanted to do was scream. It's over. High School is over! I've never been so happy! Now let's celebrate! No more studying! At least for three months… Clarke and Lincoln, that had stayed in different classrooms, were already outside, waiting for Lexa, they had the exact same smile she had, both also thrilled that High School was finally over.

-AAAHHHHH! – Clarke was screaming, arms opened, face up, screaming at the sky. Lexa and Lincoln looked at Clarke, and then at each other.

-AAAHHHH! – They were now, the three of them, screaming at the top of their lungs. People would pass by them and laugh, or whistle and clap in approval.

-That felt so good! I wanted to do that, as soon as I left the exam. – Lexa was feeling excited and exhausted at the same time. She hadn't had a perfect night of sleep in two months. But for now, all she wanted to do was celebrate.

-Are you guys ready? – They had decided to go hang out at Clarke's house, because it would be empty until late. Clarke had become friends with Lincoln, in association with Lexa, since they were pretty much always together. – My house must be empty by now.

-I was born ready. – Lincoln was jumping in his place, as an athlete ready for the race to begin.

-You were born ready to drink? – Lexa flicked Lincoln in the head. – Since when did you become a drunk?

-Look, just because you never drink, that doesn't mean other people don't either. I like the casual drink, here and there. – Lincoln changed his pose, trying to look straighter and more grown up. Lexa and Clarke just laughed. – What? I was being serious.

-Yes, of course you were. Come on you. – Lexa pulled Lincoln with her, walking to Clarke's house. Her friend's house was close to the school, only about 10 minutes.

-Who brought the alcohol though? I have a few vodkas at my place, but my parents will notice if they disappear. – Lexa was having trouble realizing, that they were about to get drunk at Clarke's house. She wasn't sure she wanted to be drunk around Clarke.

-I brought one, and Lincoln brought another one, I think.

-I brought two actually. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to bring anything.

-Really?! You know we're just three people drinking, right? The idea is to have fun, not to enter into an alcoholic coma. – Lexa was starting to regret getting inside that house. This afternoon is definitely being marked in history.

-Relax sis. We don't have to drink the three bottles. Everything will be just fine.

-We're here! – Clarke was opening the door of the building. She walked in, and Lincoln followed her. Lexa looked up at the top of the building. The last time she had been inside Clarke's house, they had almost kiss. And this time they were going to be drunk. Lexa walked in, closing the door behind her. This is so not gonna be a great afternoon…