Lexa was sitting in Clarke's sofa, in a rather clean and organized living room, it seemed copied from one of those furniture's catalogs. Lincoln was in the kitchen mixing the drinks, somehow, her friend was good at it. Clarke was crouching in front of her computer, that was placed on the floor, in front of the Tv, choosing the music for the day. Lexa was given the task of ordering the pizzas for lunch. She was now waiting to be answered. Everyone had a task, and they were doing it. The pizza guy finally answered and Lexa ordered the two medium pizzas. Music finally started playing, "Dj Snake – Middle". Lincoln finally joined them in the living room, with two bottles, that once had been filled with juice, now filled with vodka and something Lexa was about to find out. It was all settled.

-So who's gonna have the first drink? – Lincoln had a big smile in his face, a proud smile. – Lexa?

-Of course you were going to say my name… - Lexa was about to drink for the first time, at 11.30 in the morning. – What exactly did you put in there?

-Nothing much, just black vodka with coke in one, and vodka with orange juice. They're both really sweet, so don't be fooled by it, they're still pretty alcoholic.

-Ok. – Lexa was earning the courage and the spirit to start drinking. – I'll start with the one with orange juice.

-I want the one with the coke. – Clarke was all excited. Both Clarke and Lincoln were, and Lexa was trying to understand why.

Lincoln poured the drinks in two plastic cups and gave them to Lexa and Clarke, he then poured himself a glass of the one with the coke too.

-What are we drinking to? – Lexa was confused now. I thought we were drinking to celebrate the end of High School…

-Let's drink to the start of the best summer ever! – Clarke clinked her cup with Lincoln's and Lexa's and then drank the entire content of her cup. She then looked back at them. – Wowooo! Come on guys! You have to drink the first cup in just one gulp.

Lexa looked at Lincoln, and then drank the entire content of her cup as well. As soon as the drink hit her stomach, Lexa felt warmer inside. The vodka burned wherever it touched, but the orange juice left a sweet taste behind. This wasn't that bad. Lincoln filled the cups again.

-We have to play a game. There's no point in just drinking. – Clarke had a point. Lexa was definitely not about to just bottom down another cup.

-You have any ideas?

-I do. I mean, we all know the "Never Have I Ever" or the "Truth or Dare". I know a few other games, but we could start with one of this two, just to warm up. – Warm up? What is that supposed to mean?! Lexa had never met that side of Clarke, and she wasn't sure what to think, yet.

-We can start with the "Never Have I Ever". The Dares are way funnier if we're already slightly drunk. – Lincoln smiled with a mischievous look in his eyes. What is he planning?

-You two are scaring me with all this drinking talk.

They were about to start the game, when the doorbell rang.

-Pizza! – Clarke loved pizza. Lexa had never seen someone so in love with a food. She got up, running to the door. – I'll get it! – Clarke opened the outside door, and then stayed glued to the door, peaking outside, to see the deliver guy arriving her floor. Lexa laughed at the sight of her friend acting like a 5 years old. The delivery guy finally reached their floor. Clarke payed the guy, and once she closed the door, that was when she went crazy. Smelling the pizza and jumping around super excited. – I love pizza!

-We can see that. I think I've never seen you this happy.

-I'm always like this every time I eat pizza.

The first pizza disappeared at the blink of an eye, they hadn't realized how hungry they were. Lexa only ate two slices, something she would regret later. The first bottle was over with the pizzas. Lexa was starting to feel different. Warmer, definitely, but fuzzier. Her mind was starting to slow down, as were her movements.

-Never have I ever, made out with someone. – Lincoln had decided to start the game without telling.

-When you say making out, just a kiss doesn't count right? – Lexa looked at Clarke, now she wanted to know who Clarke had kissed.

-You know what making out means. And if you have done it, you have to drink. – Lincoln looked at Lexa. – Lex, what are you waiting for? You have to drink. – Lexa could see Clarke staring at her with a questioning look. They hadn't quite get into that kind of talk. But she didn't feel like having it now.

-Thanks Linc, for ratting me out.

-I'm here to get you drunk. – Lincoln was smirking at her. Lexa took a sip of her drink. This is so not going to end well…

-Never have I ever, skinny dipped. – Clarke was looking around the small circle made by the three friends, sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, trying to see if anyone had done it.

-I hate you guys. This shouldn't count. It was with my family, and I was like 14 or something. – Lexa's father had a boat, and every summer they would spent a few nights camping on a beach somewhere. At night the beach would be deserted, and sometimes, when they were younger, they would go for the last dive of the day, completely naked.

-We don't care, it counts. Drink! – They were teaming against her, and she wasn't sure why. She only knew that it wasn't good at all. She was sure that, by now, she was the drunkest one in the room, and the afternoon just started…

-My turn now! Never have I ever, watched porn. – Lexa knew Lincoln had done it, she had once caught him watching it. She stared at Lincoln with a vindictive look. He took a sip. Lexa was so focused on making her friend drink, that she almost didn't notice Clarke also taking a sip of her drink. When she did, she couldn't hide the astonishment in her face.

-I wanted to know why guys liked it so much! Don't judge! It's awful any way, and so fake. I really don't get it why that turns you guys on.

-Hey, don't look at me like that. I don't like it either. Lexa caught me in my first time seeing it. – Lincoln had become slightly red, from embarrassment. – Ok, let's keep this game going. Never have I ever, caught my parents doing it. – Lincoln looked around, but no one took a sip. – It's good to know that neither one of us has to live with that image. – They all laughed, agreeing with him.

-Never have I ever, kissed a stranger. – Lincoln took a sip, remembering something that he was not happy to remember. Clarke and Lexa looked at him with a questioning look, so he felt like he should explain.

-This one night, a random girl, who was wasted, for sure, jumped out of the blue and kissed me. I pulled her away from me and she just disappeared. It was a weird night.

-You had never told me that. – Lexa was hurt that her best friend, hadn't told her something as unusual as that.

-I was so perplexed by it, that for the first seconds, I just thought it hadn't happened. But then my friends were all laughing, so I had to believe it had happened. I wasn't exactly proud of it. I just wanted to forget about it. – Lincoln took a big gulp, finishing his drink. He really wasn't happy about that moment of his life.

-Moving on to happier moments. Never have I ever, had an orgasm. – Clarke had intercept Lexa's turn, probably sensing they were losing the party spirit. At what she said, both Lincoln and Lexa took a sip, like it was just something so obvious. But Clarke didn't. Lexa stared at her friend.

-You've never had an orgasm?! – Lincoln had completely forgot about his kissing girl, and had spoken before Lexa could.

-Not really… I don't think so… - Clarke was lowering her voice, and looking at her cup in her hands.

-Believe me, if you had, you would know. – Lincoln wouldn't let Lexa talk. – Right Lexa? – Lexa was so focused on Clarke, that she was not expecting Lincoln to give her talking rights.

-Right. – Before she could stop it, her mind went crazy. I would make her come so easily… What?! Stop! Why did that just cross my mind? That was just so wrong! Alcohol was making his way in her mind, and she was not enjoying it at all. – But that's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're just 18. You have time. Right Lincoln? – Lexa hit her friend in the arm, making him look at Clarke, who was still looking down.

-Ouch! What? Yeah… You still have time… - Lincoln was massaging his arm where Lexa had hit him, with a hurt look on his face.

-Let's play another game. You said you knew more games. – Lexa was trying to cheer up Clarke. She reached for her chin and lifted her head up, making Clarke look her in the eyes. They looked at each other for a few moments. Clarke's eyes were so blue, that Lexa felt like she was looking at the sky. Her mind was lost in those eyes, and if it wasn't for Clarke moving way, standing up, Lexa wasn't so sure, if she could say she wasn't going to do anything. The alcohol was taking away her control over her body too.

-Yes. I know more games. I'll just go grab a deck of cards. – Clarke got out of the living room, leaving Lexa frozen in her spot on the floor.

-I don't know what you're doing, or trying to do, but I don't believe your sober self would appreciate that that much. – Lincoln stood up too, taking the two empty bottles with him to the kitchen, to refilled them.

Lexa was left alone on the floor. What the hell am I doing? I knew this afternoon was not going to be fun… I have to keep myself together! I'm going to scare her away! And just because I'm slightly attracted to her?! She's my best friend! I have to stop drinking. Lexa's line of thoughts was interrupted, when Clarke appeared in her field of vision. Her friend had a smile back on her face. Lexa's eyes started driving down. Clarke was wearing a dark blue tank top, that looks so good on her… And denim shorts, that makes possible for me to look at her bare and long legs… Lexa was gawking her best friend. She was seconds away from drooling like a retarded person. STOP IT! She blinked away, and without even being aware, she was gulping down the content of her cup. Lincoln returned with the same two bottles, with the same two drinks inside.

-The first bottle of vodka is over. Ready to start the second one?!

-Hell yes! – Clarke was happy again, and super excited for the next game.

They played ring of fire, Clarke's game, which make Lexa get even more drunk and both her friends too. They were dancing and jumping around, laughing of every stupid thing anyone did. Every time a slower song came on, Clarke would reach for Lexa, and they would dance really close together, meanwhile Lincoln would grab a broom and dance with it, making the girls laugh so hard, they would end up on the floor gasping for air. When already really drunk, Lincoln decided it was the perfect timing to play "Truth or Dare". The truths were soon forgotten, and they ended up doing the weirdest stuff they could think of. Lincoln danced the Macarena alone, while Clarke filmed him, posting it on Instagram. Clarke had to go out on the balcony and scream as loud as she could: "My nipples are hard!". Lexa had to perform a fight with an invisible sword, and make the sound effects, even drunk her movements were still coordinated and perfect. A lot of other stuff were done, stuff they would probably not remember the next day. Around 5pm, Lincoln decided it was time to do shots, that soon became body shots.

-Come on! I've never done one. We should try it. To learn or something. I don't want to make myself look stupid in college. – Lincoln was trying to convince both the girls to do it, something that didn't took him much time. They were so drunk, that they would agree on doing a lot of stuff. – I'll do one on Lexa, she can do it on you, Clarke, and then you do it on me. – They all agreed with it. – Lexa, you go first! I want to see one first.

-Of course I would be the first… - Lexa was slurring her words a little by now, but her posture was kept straight, or at least she thought so. She looked at Clarke, asking for permission. Clarke was already laying on the sofa. She had a giddy smile on her face and was all excited for it. Lexa grabbed the tequila bottle, that Lincoln had made appear in the table a few minutes before, and poured a little on a shot glass. She then bent down, approaching Clarke's neck. She licked her neck, from the collarbone to that soft spot right under the ear, tracing an invisible path. Clarke trembled under Lexa, making her stop and look her in the eyes, once more asking for permission, without even talking.

-It's ok, you can go on. – And she did, putting salt on the invisible path she had traced before. She then grabbed a slice of lime, that Lincoln had cut and left next to the tequila, and gave it to Clarke, putting it in her mouth. Her finger touched Clarke's lip for a moment and Lexa felt like electricity had travelled, from the point of her finger to her core, making her feel things, but not in her stomach, just a little bit lower. The body shot was settled.

Lexa looked Clarke in the eyes once more, but this time she was not asking for permission. Lust and attraction had taken over her. She lowered down on Clarke, taking her lips closer to Clarke's neck. She stayed there for a moment, just breathing. Clarke's smell and the fact that alcohol was pretty much controlling her thoughts and actions, was driving her crazy. Her lips brushed Clarke's skin, making once again, a current of electricity travel through her body until right between her legs, joining the previous one. She then licked from Clarke's collarbone to her ear, biting the earlobe, and sucking on it afterwards. She drank the shot of tequila that she was still holding in her hand, and once again lowered on Clarke, taking the slice of lime from Clarke's mouth, with her own teeth. Their lips skimmed so lightly, but the touch was still enough to make Clarke moan, which almost made Lexa lose the strength on her arms, almost falling on top of her friend. With the lime still on her mouth, leaving her lips with a sour taste, Lexa started pulling way, to get up. Clarke had apparently, when Lexa was taking the lime from her mouth, taken her arms up, wrapping them around Lexa's neck. Even if she wanted to get up, Clarke's arms wouldn't let her. After realizing her friend wouldn't let her get up, she looked Clarke in the eyes. She had never seen them so dark. Clarke was fixated on Lexa's lips, not looking away. Lexa took that as a sign, and getting rid of the lime, she lowered back again, pressing her lips with Clarke's. The first touch was light and questioning, Lexa was still not aware of what was happening. But as soon as the soft and tender lips of her friend touched hers, her mind went dark and her body acted alone. Her lips started moving, her eyes closing. Just a few seconds in, something is wrong… Clarke was frozen. She was not moving. Lexa wasn't sure if her friend was even breathing. She stopped and step away from Clarke, standing in front of the sofa, where Clarke was still laying.

-I'm… I'm really sorry. I just thought… You were holding me down… I just thought you… I'm so sorry. – Lexa couldn't look her friend in the eyes. What the hell is wrong with me?! Why did I just do that?! Clarke was starting to move again, slowly siting down. – Clarke? I'm sorry…

-I… Maybe you should go… - Clarke was not looking up, staring at the floor. Lincoln was already grabbing their bags, getting ready to leave.

-Clarke… I'm sorry… - Lexa didn't move, still standing in front of Clarke. – Please say something. I'm sorry…

-I… just… Please go. We'll talk later… - Lexa knew that wasn't true. Clarke was not going to talk later. She knew her friend too well. Clarke would go silent for a long time, and only after having a good explanation for what had just happened, she would then, probably, talk with Lexa again.

-Please don't go silent for too much. – Lincoln was pulling Lexa by the arm. – I don't want to lose you… - Lexa was already by the door, Lincoln already outside, but before closing and leaving, she looked at her friend once more. Clarke was still frozen, staring down. – I'm sorry… - Right before Lexa closed the door, she was able to see Clarke looking up, at her. Their eyes met for a second. The deep forest from Lexa's eyes was swallowed by the waves of the still dark blue from Clarke's eyes. Lexa didn't even realize she was crying, until the first tear rolled down her face. Lincoln was still next to her. He grabbed her hand and they went out of the building. The cool breeze made all the warmth inside Lexa's body disappear. Lincoln didn't say a word. He knew Lexa well enough to know that, if she was crying, it was because she had been strong for too long. The silent presence would be the perfect thing he could do for her right now. Lexa's mind was still dark, too dark. All she could see was Clarke's eyes swallowing her, reaching her deep, where no one had ever looked before. She felt too exposed. I wish I could go back! Why did I do that? Why did I kiss her?! I'll never see her again…