Happily drowning.

Lexa sits down quickly and can't even begin to process what she'd just done. Winking at strangers? What are you even doing? She bites her lip. But this girl… She shakes her head and rubbes her face with her hands. Stop it Lexa, you know this is not okay and that it's dangerous even. She sighes, agreeing with the voice in her head before forcefully opening the menu on the table to try and busy herself with something other than a certain hot blonde. You came back to this place just to see if you'd spot the girl again. Idiot. She doesn't want to agree with the voice in her head, but it's right and she can't deny her tiny obsession with this stranger. Someone she hasn't even officially met yet.

A 'hi' was suddenly softly spoken across from her and she almost knocks her cup of coffee right off of the table. "Shit", she curses, so much for being hyperaware of your surroundings Lexa and looks up to find herself drowning into ocean-like blue eyes. Caring, warm and welcoming she thinks to herself.

A light blush coats the blonde's cheeks. "I didn't mean to startle you, sorry" she says and ducks her head.

"No don't worry it's fine I'm just a little…erhh…" Lexa finds herself saying even though she isn't sure where the words are coming from or where they're even going. Stop being nice to this girl, it's dangerous. She quickly grabs a few napkins and starts dabbing the areas where she spilt her coffee. Only when she's absolutely sure there's nothing left to dab, does she dare look up into those eyes again. When did you become such a klutz? The girl across from her is just sitting there, fidgeting and obviously ready to ask her something.

"I was wondering…" she starts and Lexa suddenly finds herself staring at the blonde's lips. They look so warm, so incredibly soft and oh so kissable. And the way those lips move when the words flow out is mesmerizing. "…so are you willing to?" Lexa's eyes snap up to the blue ones in front of her and she realizes she just missed whatever the girl said.

"…am I willing to?" The brunette hesitantly asks and she squints her eyes just a little.

"Yeah?" The blonde says and bites her lip. Oh don't do that please don't do that. Fuck.

"I'm sorry, I…" Lexa isn't sure how to explain that she has no clue as to what the girl was asking her because she wasn't paying attention. Nope, you were successfully eye-fucking this beautiful human being sitting across from you.

Suddenly the girl is standing, running a hand through her hair and shaking her head. "No need to apologize. I'M the one who should be sorry for even asking you this. I know this is probably weird and inappropriate and I just want you to know that this whole thing wasn't my idea because I would never think of such a thing!" Her right hand comes up and squeezes the back of her neck while she rambles on. "I mean WHO in their right minds just wakes up one day and decides 'HEY, wouldn't it be fun if I let all my students approach random strangers and ask them to share personal details and shit with someone they don't know and then have them turn all that information into a work of art.' I mean who does that right?" She exclaims and sighs. "Anyway, sorry I bothered you and just…yeah…sorry" the blond offers her a small smile, turns on her heels and rushes back to her friends sitting at the bar.

Okay what the fuck just happened.

Clarke slumps in her seat and buries her face in her hands while Raven sympathetically pats her on the shoulder and starts saying "It's a bad day, n-" before being smacked on the back of the head by Octavia. "HEY!" She rubs her head and pouts for good measure but Octavia simply rolls her eyes and leans towards Clarke. "So it didn't go too well with the hot girl?" She says and offers the blonde a small smile that goes unnoticed by Clarke because her face remains buried in her hands while she grunts a 'no' in response. "We'll find you someone else for this project Clarke, it'll work out eventually." Octavia says and at this Clarke slides her hands down her face.

"It's not that O, it's just…" The blonde sighs and shrugs while tucking a stray blond hair behind her ear. "I just had a feeling about this one you know? That I'd find something worth finding and that it would be different and unique and that I'd create something interesting and special and worth spending all my time on." She sighs again "but I guess I was wrong." Octavia hums in response and sips her drink while Clarke slides off of her seat and announces she's heading towards the ladies room.

Her white converse sneakers squeak on the tiles when she enters the ladies room and the squeaking sound follows her all the way into the bathroom stall. She shuts the door and slides the lock into place before leaning her forehead against the stall door. Why am I so worked up over this girl? I don't even know her. She sighs. But I want to know her.

She goes about doing her business, flushes and heads back out to wash her hands. When she turns to leave, she collides with another body. She trips over her own feet and let's out a surprised gasp. Before she can stumble any further, a strong but gentle hand grabs her by the elbow to help steady her and she looks up into kind green eyes.

"Careful there, I won't always be there to catch you" the voice belonging to the 'hot girl' says and a warm smile plays on her lips. Clarke rushes out a quick apology and wants to apologize some more when the stranger cuts off her train of thoughts. "so you keep saying, but there's nothing to apologize for".

Well, at least you lost the clumsiness and replaced it with something more similar to cool and confident. Lexa thought and realizes her hand is still holding on to the girl's arm for no good reason so she reluctantly lets go. Now stop talking to this girl. "I thought about what you said" you did? And the other girl echoes the words inside her head to which the brunette nods her head"it just that… I had to let your words sink in for a moment, you know?"

The other girl seems dumbfounded but let's out a breathy 'yeah'. Lexa notices the blonde searching her eyes for something and she casts her eyes downward, afraid of what the girl might see. She rubs the tips of the fingers on her left hand together, trying to calm herself. The next few words are planned, but they surprise her nonetheless "so I think I can help you out with your project" she pauses "if you still want me, that is". The last words are spoken softly and Lexa honestly can't remember the last time she was this gentle with anyone. I'm a knife with jagged teeth and I will rip your skin apart. Please say you don't want me because I will ruin you.

"Yeah, I do. Of course I still… want you." The blonde replies, blushes and then smiles a genuine smile. The kind that is loving and warm. Very much like that extra blanket you search for in the middle of the night because you're cold. Where did you come from? Lexa finds herself smiling back and even though her smile is small, it's there. Did you fall from the sky? She coughs as she listens to the sappy thoughts filling her mind, eliminating certain dark forms she's grown accustomed to. The blonde then pushes a phone into her hands, derailing her train of thought and she looks at the other girl questioningly.

"If you put your name in there, I'll know how to contact you." She says and adds "if that's okay with you". Lexa simply nods and is about to add herself to the girl's contact list when she realizes she doesn't know her own phone number. I never have to give my private cell to anyone. Her fingers freeze and she frowns, unsure of what to do now. Idiot. "I… don't know my own phone number", she says and the moment the words leave her mouth she knows she must seem like a total moron. She glances up and the sound of laughter fills her ears. And her heart.

"Okay, that's…" the girl pauses "unusual?" she laughs again and holds out her hand. That sound. Lexa assumes this is her cue to hand the phone back and so she does while smiling apologetically. Her fingers tingle as the tips come in contact with the other girl's wrist. Soft and warm, just like her lips. "Okay, hand me your phone and I'll give you my number", the girl suddenly says as she shoves the phone in her back pocket and holds out her hand once again. Lexa simply stares at the hand. I can't give you my phone. "I… I don't have my phone on me right now. Sorry…" she mumbles the apology and the first lie as she realizes how stupid this all must seem to the other girl.

The other girl falls silent and Lexa is sure that this is where their ways part. It's not meant to be and it's for the best, let her walk away. Let her go. "Wait here". The girl pushes past her and is out the door before she can even comprehend what's happening. The door creaks in it's hinges as it shuts behind the blonde and the eerie silence, except for maybe a leaky faucet, is one that's deafening. She's not coming back. She shouldn't come back and I should leave. Now. But Lexa is rooted to the spot, curious and nervous. I don't get nervous. She breathes in and the floral scent that fills her nostrils is welcoming. Her perfume.

The door suddenly creaks and opens to reveal the blonde and the brunette is relieved but it does nothing to slow her racing heart down. I'm not killing you, but you're sure as hell killing me.

Soft fingers are suddenly on her wrist, pulling her entire arm forward and she lets it happen. Again you're not aware of your surroundings. Green eyes meet blue and a smile is once again sent her way. The tip of a marker is then pressed to the palm of her hand and she shivers involuntarily. Earning herself a chuckle from the other girl. She glances down at her hand and it takes a second before she realizes a phone number is scribbled onto her hand. The final digit is a perfect '8' and it's delicately placed on her wrist as the blonde ran out of room on her hand. The tingling sensation on her skin leaves her speechless and confused and the warm touch of the blonde's hand holding onto her wrist is burning her skin. I love the burn.

"Now you have my number, so you need to message ME." The other girl cheerily says and adds, "that is… if you don't change your mind about this". Hesitant blue eyes stare up into green.

"I won't change my mind" the words are too loud, rushed and out before they even register in her mind. She repeats them partially and more softly this time. "I won't". But I should. She notices the change in the other girl. How the doubtful look turns into one of glee.

"Okay" the blonde says and smiles in return. Lexa feels the unfamiliar warmth spread throughout her chest like a fever and she gladly accepts the feeling. "Okay" the brunette replies and she can't help but grin.

The blonde turns to leave, opens the door and then pauses. "I'm Clarke". The statement catches Lexa off guard and she stores the name somewhere deep inside her mind. Where no one can find you but me. "Lexa", she finds herself saying and she knows she's now far beyond the point of no return.

"Lexa", the other girl let's the words roll off of her tongue and the brunette is sure she's now drowning in ocean blue and that she'll never ever want to set foot on shore again.

For those of you still reading this?
xo