It was a typical Saturday night, Bellamy and Clarke stood at the bar sipping their drinks and watching everyone on the dance floor. This had been their Saturday night hang out spot since they became best friends in Clarke's freshman year. Octavia Blake, Clarke's roommate, had introduced her to her brother on move in day last year and they had bonded in trying to help Octavia put together a desk from IKEA. Their group had grown since that first day, but they remained pretty close.
The floor of The Dropship was sticky under Clarke's shoes as she shifted her weight back and forth scanning the crowd. Bellamy leaned over to Clarke and said, "I bet you fifty bucks you can't get the number of the most attractive girl here."
"You insult me Blake, I have more game than you ever will. You're on. I'll even let you pick the girl."
"You overestimate your appeal, Griffin. We both know who's bagged more chicks since you got here."
"Just because I prefer monogamy doesn't mean I don't have game. Now quit stalling and give me my target," Clarke elbowed him in the ribs as she teased him. They had quickly learned that betting against each other was a fun game and a surefire way to get the other to do something.
"Okay, you see that girl over there," Bellamy pointed to a honeyed brunette holding a beer bottle and standing against the wall with her other hand shoved in her pocket. A redhead was trying to talk to her, but she looked as if she wasn't interested, "Her."
"Oh," Clarke's throat got a little dry as she took in the girl. She was wearing a black t-shirt with the arms and sides cut out and a pair of grey stone washed jeans that hugged long toned legs, her hair was twisted back into several elaborate braids and she had a tribal tattoo on her arm. She was gorgeous and Clarke was suddenly a little more nervous than before.
"What's the matter Griff? Don't think you're up to the task?" Bellamy's voice brought Clarke back to the challenge at hand.
"Of course I'm up for it. I just needed a moment to study her. Here hold my drink," Clarke thrust her cup into his hand and started to walk toward the girl.
The closer she got to the brunette the more she felt like she was in over her head. Stepping up to the girl who had just sent the redhead on her way, Clarke held out her hand and introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Clarke. I couldn't help but notice you look like a new face around here."
"Hi, I'm Lexa," she took Clarke's hand in a firm shake, "I just transferred here from JU, so I guess you could say I'm a new face everywhere."
"That's a lovely name, Lexa," Clarke liked the way the name rolled off of her tongue, "How are you liking things so far?"
"Well, it's my first day here and I've already got a beer in my hand if that tells you anything."
"Yeah, that's rough. If you need anything, or want someone to show you the ropes… I'd be happy to offer up my services and free time."
"Well, Klark, I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Won't your boyfriend be upset about losing your free time though?" Lexa gestured toward Bellamy who was still leaning on the bar watching them.
"Oh," Clarke turned around to see the older Blake sibling smirk at her, "he's not my…" But as Clarke turned back toward where the brunette should have been, there was no one there. Sighing, Clarke turned back toward the bar digging a fifty out of her wallet as she walked and slammed it down in front of a chuckling Bellamy before taking her drink back and downing it.
Clarke woke to the smell of waffles and coffee, she stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen to find Octavia with a steaming mug in her hand and Raven keeping a diligent eye on the waffle maker.
"It's alive!" Octavia exclaimed and Clarke became extremely aware of the headache she was fighting.
"O, could you maybe tone it down a little. My head is killing me," Clarke grumbled as she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat beside her teammate at the kitchen island.
"Hey, it's not my fault that you and Bell decided to go drinking last night instead of staying in with me and Rae to watch the Avengers movies."
"Yeah, Clarke. Don't act like you're too cool for that, we all see how you drool over Natasha Romanoff," Raven chimed in as she poured more batter into the waffle iron.
"It's not my fault you two are single losers who are too young to join the big kids on a night out," Clarke teased, starting to feel better as the caffeine entered her system.
"We are not losers, we're the cool kids," Raven pouted as she set a plate with waffles, strawberries, and bananas in front of Clarke.
"Yeah, you and Bell are the losers," Octavia piped in as she shoved a forkful of waffle into her mouth as well, "Dd eu ear aout e ew ayer eer ettin?"
"O, chew your food and say that again. No one can understand you when your mouth is full."
Octavia swallowed and took a drink of her coffee before saying, "Did you get the email about the new player we're getting?"
"No, when did we get that information," Clarke's face scrunched up in confusion.
"We got an email about it this morning," Raven offered as she sat down next to the blonde, "She's supposed to be really good. She's going to be at practice on Monday, Coach Indra didn't say what position she would be. I hope it isn't goalie, I really don't want to be put out of a job."
"I was training with Coach when she got the call about her, she's a striker," Octavia said as she got up to rinse off her plate that took almost no time for her to clear. Clarke swore that the girl ate faster and more than any one person should.
"Niylah isn't going to be happy about that, she's been trying to get Coach to put her in that position for a year now. Speaking of which, Clarke how did your date with her go last week?" Raven smirked at the glare on Clarke's face.
"It wasn't a date, it was a study group. I'm not even that into her, she's the one who keeps coming onto me."
"You never know, she could be the one Clarke. Some people find the one on accident, some people find the one in their stalker," Octavia quipped as she went to the couch and powered on the Xbox ducking and laughing as Clarke threw a dish towel at her. Putting everything else out of their minds, the three of them settled in on the couch for a marathon of Harry Potter and then their weekly Mario Cart Tournament.
