Lexa woke up with the sun burning through her eyelids. It was way too soon. Lexa was now regretting the choice of sleeping outside. She then turned to her left side, to find Clarke still sleeping, remembering exactly why she had decided to sleep outside. Clarke had never looked so peaceful, with her eyes still closed, all her face's muscles were relaxed, not even her little wrinkles, from when she smiled, were showing. Lexa could feel herself starting to fall for her best friend, and she had no idea how to stop that from happening. Why? Why do I have to fall for her? So many girls in the world… But no one like her… While Lexa was lost in her thoughts, Clarke started to quiver, searching for Lexa. Cold hands found its way under Lexa's shirt, making her startle. Lexa held Clarke closer, giving her what she wanted, body warm. The night was gone, but the sun was not strong enough yet to send heat.
-I'm right here… - Lexa spoke quietly, trying not to wake Clarke up.
-I'm freezing. – Lexa was not expecting an answer. She's awake? And she's still this close to me? And she's sober? And she's still here? Lexa's mind started to wonder too loud.
-You're awake? Did I wake you?
-No. This freezing cold woke me. – Clarke had her eyes still closed, and her hands still under Lexa's shirt, with her body glued to Lexa, trying to get as much heat as she could.
-You do know your hands are freezing, right?
-Sorry… - Clarke started snuggling her nose into Lexa's neck, making Lexa completely forget about the cold hands. – It's just that you're very ho- I mean warm.
-I'm what? – Lexa knew exactly what her friend had said, and she was about to make it impossible for her to ever forget about it. – Did you just say I'm hot?
-Nope. I said you were warm, as in, your body has heat enough to keep me warm. Stop being so cocky.
-You think I'm hot. You think I'm hot. Sooo hot. – Lexa was now singing, still trying to joke with Clarke. – It's totally ok, I'll accept your compliment. That I'm hot.
-If you don't shut up, I'll have to show you how cold the other parts of my body are. Such as my feet. – Clarke started touching Lexa's legs with her feet. If that could even be called feet. It feels like two blocks of ice!
-Clarke! Stop! You're freezing! You're a block of ice. Is your blood even running? Are you dead!? – Lexa had to defend herself, finding a way to immobilize Clarke. She was now on top of Clarke, grabbing both her hands over her head and keeping pressure on her legs, to hold her down. – I won! Ha ha! – While Lexa was bragging about her victory, Clarke moved up, coming to kiss Lexa, on the lips. Lexa was totally caught by surprise, which gave Clarke the advantage to switch positions. Lexa was now under Clarke, with both her hands over her head, kept there by Clarke's hands.
-I'm sorry, I didn't hear you well. Did you say you won? Because, from where I'm standing, it doesn't quite look like that. – Clarke had a mischievous smile on her face. Lexa was still with her mind frozen, on the fact that Clarke, had just kissed her.
-You… You played dirty. Kissing the opponent as a distraction is not fair game. You would be disqualified. Making me, still the winner. Also, if I wanted, I could totally switch positions with you. But maybe, this was my plan all along, to be under you.
-I'm loving all the excuses you're finding. But the actual truth is, I won.
-If that helps you sleep at night…
-Really? If you say you can switch positions, then do it. I'm waiting. – Lexa was laughing at Clarke, but the moment she heard that, she went serious, locking eyes with Clarke.
-Are you challenging me? Are you sure you want to do that?
-Yup. – Clarke was feeling pretty sure that Lexa wouldn't be able to turn the game around, but in less than a few seconds, Lexa proved her wrong, and was now using her entire body to press Clarke down.
-Are you still sure? – Lexa was about to kiss Clarke's neck, when her friend started to move under her, trying to escape her.
-Ok, you won. But now, we should probably get down. My mother will be expecting me home, before lunch. – It was like Clarke had switched off, closing herself to Lexa. Maybe I did something wrong… I pushed too far.
-You're right. My father might be about to wake up, and I don't want him to know that we spend the night up here. – So, she did the same, she closed herself. She muffled her thoughts deep down in the darkest corner of her mind. It was something she did pretty often.
And just like that the atmosphere changed, going back, as if they hadn't spent the night holding each other. As if they hadn't kissed, just 2 minutes before. Clarke had that capability, of closing herself up, whenever she felt unsure about something, or when she was afraid to get hurt, something they had in common. Lexa just felt like screaming. Why don't you talk with me?! I'm right here! I'm not going to hurt you!
They went back to Lexa's bedroom, so Clarke could pack her stuff and get dressed.
In a twinkling of an eye, Lexa was watching Clarke leave. They said goodbye to each other, not knowing exactly when they would see each other again, both knowing that responsibilities and families would get in the way for the next weeks.
Lexa felt numb. The tingling sensation was still there, all the memories of their make out session, but the loudest one was the one from when Clarke had shut down completely. Lexa was lost, not knowing exactly what to feel. She was thrilled, because they had kissed, they had kissed for real, with passion, but at the same time Clarke had seemed so distant at the end. Maybe she only did it because she was drunk. This last thought just wouldn't leave Lexa's mind.
(…)
One week had passed, of meaningless and slightly weird sporadic conversations, only through text messages. There was one time that Clarke called Lexa, only to tell her that she would be out of the country for three weeks, with her parents.
Those three weeks, Lexa spent them trying to enjoy the summer with her siblings. Going to the beach and to the cinema sometimes, spending afternoons by the pool or in the three house, reading or simply sunbathing. She found herself going out to run or to go to the gym, with more frequency. She read all the Harry Potter books for the hundredth time and saw the movies as well. She helped her little brother with his homework and she even tried to spend time with Anya, although her sister had just spent that time annoying her. Anya could be really weird in the way she shown she loved someone.
Never three weeks took so long to pass. Although, she had to admit that, there were a few days, when she was so entertained, that time had flown by.
By the third week, Clarke called Lexa through skype, surprising her completely. Lexa was scrolling through Tumblr, sitting on her bed, when she got the call.
-Hiii! Surprise!
-Hi. I didn't even remember skype existed. Where are you? – Lexa could see Clarke was inside, probably her hotel room. Her skin tone was way darker, highlighting the blue in her eyes. Clarke had the biggest smile in her face, which made Lexa feel happy and warm.
-I'm in my hotel room. I just wanted to see you, just to check on you. See if you were still alive. Don't want you to die from boredom without me to cheer you up.
-I'm still breathing. And I'm not bored. I have been enjoying the summer. – Not as much as if I was with you… But Lexa would never admit that to her friend.
-Yeah, I can see that… - Clarke was not convinced with her answer.
-What? It's true. I am having fun. – It was true, she had been having fun, but in that day Lexa was indeed feeling bored.
-Lexa, I can see that you're in your bed. You were probably in your computer, just scrolling through Tumblr. – Busted…
-Ok, that was creepy… But don't need to worry, I am enjoying the summer. I was just waiting for Lincoln. We're going to the beach. – That was a lie. Lincoln was with his parents.
-I hope you are. – Clarke's smile lost its intensity. – I miss you… - Clarke was looking straight into Lexa's eyes. For a moment, it almost seemed like she was right in front of her, like she could actually touch her.
-I miss you too. – The once light atmosphere was now serious. They looked at each other in silence. Both not wanting to say what they were really feeling. They didn't have to, it was all over their eyes. Although they were both still ignoring it, in that moment of silence, miles and miles away from each other, the clear blue sky from Clarke's eyes reached the vivid green forest from Lexa's eyes, and they just knew. But they still decided to ignore it for a few months longer.
-Well, I've got to go. See you in…?
-Probably three weeks? When I return home. I won't be here when you come back.
-Then, see you in three weeks. – And with that, the screen went black. Clarke was gone again. At least she seemed happy, that's good. Their call had been weird, Lexa's mind spent the next hours going through all the possibilities for Clarke's random call. Why did she call me? Just to tell me she missed me? Do friends do that? Of course, they do. Because it's true, we miss each other, we're friends, that's understandable. Right?
-Who were you talking to? – Lexa's thoughts were shut off. Anya had just entered her room, without knocking. As always…
-Clarke. Skype. – Maybe if I answer shortly, she'll understand that I'm not in the mood for a conversation.
-Uuhh… You called Clarke? – Or maybe not… It seemed that her sister was there to stay.
-Nope. She called me.
-Wow… I wasn't expecting that. Nice work sis! What did she want? – Why is it nice work?
-Nothing really…
-She called you to tell you nothing? – Lexa had no idea how to answer that question.
-Well… Kind of. She just wanted to see how I was going, I guess.
-That was nice of her. – Anya had that face of hers, that she only had when she was thinking, or trying to figure out something.
-Why do you have that face?
-What face?
-You know, the face you have when you're thinking.
-I don't make a face! This is my normal face. – The face was gone.
-Right… So, why are you here? – Lexa was trying to make her sister get out of her room, but without telling it directly to her.
-Relax sis… I'll be right out. – Anya started to move back, with her arms up, in a mock surrender. – I was just checking if you hadn't gone nuts. I heard you talking.
-Ok… But now you know I'm not going nuts, so-
-Yeah yeah. I'm on my way out. No need to worry. – Anya was already out of her room, when she sneaked her head inside again. – One last thing, you should start packing. Mom said we'll leave early tomorrow.
-Wait. What do you mean tomorrow? We weren't supposed to leave for another two days.
-I know, but father said we must advance our family trip, so we can end it earlier as well. He has a meeting in three weeks.
-Ok. Thanks for letting me know. Has Aden started as well?
-He finished already.
-Why didn't mom tell me about this? – Lexa was always the first one to know things. She was finding it strange, that her mom hadn't tell her anything.
-She might have told me to let you know, because you might have been working out, or jogging outside. Probably two days ago.
-And let me guess, you totally forgot about it.
-You know me sis. Sorry. I haven't started packing either. – Of course she hadn't. Anya was a person to always leave things for the last minute.
-That's ok. I'll start packing. When are we leaving tomorrow? Like, how early?
-I think mom said we had to be at the airport, around 6 in the morning. – 6?! Lexa liked waking up early, she was used to do it, for her morning run, but she would probably have to wake up around 4. And that was way too early, even for her.
-Thanks An. – And finally, Anya left her room. Lexa had now, stuff to do, so, of course, the first thing she did was close her computer, and slide under the blanket. She stayed there, in the dark, away from the world, gathering the strength to get out of the bed. It was almost lunch time, and she had spent the entire morning on her bed, doing nothing. It was one of those days, when she was the laziness in person. She had been planning on doing nothing for the entire day, but now she had to move, and be a normal person. Ok, here I go. Let's get out of bed. And with that, she uncovered herself, coming into a sitting position. Before leaving her bed, her mind made a list of all the things she had to do until the end of the day.
(…)
The next morning, as the plane was taking off, Lexa could feel herself getting lighter. She had decided that, for the next three weeks, she wouldn't let her thoughts run her emotions. No more overthinking about Clarke. Family time.
Clarke had just landed back home, and she was already wishing she could go back. Home meant responsibilities and overthinking. She wanted more free time. But of course, her mother didn't think the same way, and she made it very clear, while in the car, on their way back to the house.
-Clarke, tomorrow I want you to start looking for a solution regarding your place to live, while in college. When I get back home I'll go through your options with you. You should take into account the proximity to the college, and of course, the rent or price they ask for. It's not like we're poor, but-
-I know mother. Don't worry. – Clarke just wanted her mother to be quiet. Just for a little more time, until we get home, please…
-Also, if it's possible, once you know in which college you got in, try and see the people in your classes. We might know someone. – It seemed like her mother was not going to stop any time soon. So, she did what she usually did. She muffled her mother's voice with her own thoughts.
It was 2 in the morning, Clarke was exhausted from the trip, and the only thing she was thinking at that moment was her bed, her room, the quiet and darkness of her room. Lexa had sent her a text saying her trip had started earlier, so she was no longer in their little city. She was going to spend the next three weeks alone. It was not like she didn't know any other people besides Lexa, but she didn't feel like socializing with any of the girls from her class. She had always felt like an outsider in her class, not having quite someone she could really relate to, until she met Lexa, who was not from her class. Weird. Every time she thought about that, she just found it even weirder. After a few months of friendship, Lexa had told her they had actually met for the first time in her cousin's, Luna, birthday party. Clarke remembered that night.
"Clarke was entering the house, not sure yet why she had decided to come to that party. It was not like the birthday girl would notice if she hadn't shown up. She couldn't even remember the name of the girl. I guess I'll find out once they sing her happy birthday. Clarke smiled at her own joke. She had decided to wear her blue summer dress. It was a pretty casual choice, but since she wasn't planning on staying for too long, she didn't think she needed to care about what she was wearing. The house was spacious, and it was filled with people from her school. Clarke was pretty sure, that the entire school was there. Her mother had almost forced her to go to the party, saying that she needed to let go. Clarke thought it was weird coming from her mother, but she also knew that, the real reason was her friend Wells. It had been 2 years since her best friend had died, and Clarke was having a hard time dealing with that. She knew it was more than time to start to let go, but words were always easier than actions. So, here she was, in a stranger's house, without really knowing what to do. Clarke was looking around, trying to decide if she should go get something to drink, or if she should just find some place quiet to sit down, when someone bumped, rather abruptly, into her. She was about to ask for an apology when, her blue eyes met the greenest eyes she had ever seen, for the first time.
-I'm so sorry. Are you ok? – Clarke must've looked completely dumb or out of herself, because the stranger still had her hand on her arm, trying to get a response form Clarke. – Did I hurt you? Hey… Can you hear me?
-I'm- I mean, I'm fine, thanks. – The girl's face relaxed a little, making the little wrinkles on her forehead disappear, which only made the girl look even more beautiful. – You should be more careful, you almost knocked me down.
-I know, that's why I said I was sorry. – The girl was looking at her intensely, making Clarke feel slightly uncomfortable. – What's your name?
-What? – Why was that girl interested in that?
-You don't want to tell me your name? That's ok. I'm Lexa. – The girl, Lexa, reached her hand out to Clarke.
-I'm Clarke. – She did the same and they shake hands. The action in itself felt weird, but Lexa's hand was so warm and firm, that Clarke forgot about the weirdness of the situation.
-Nice to meet you Clarke. So, do you know my cousin? – What now!? Why the hell is she asking me about her cousin? Is this girl crazy? Why would I know her cousin, I just met her? – Do you know Luna? This is kind of her party. – There it was, the name of the birthday girl, and the reason Lexa was asking about her cousin.
-Not really, to be honest. – Clarke felt a little embarrassed about that.
-That's ok. I think the majority of the people in this house, have no idea from whom this party is. They're all probably waiting for the happy birthday song, to find out her name. – At that Clarke laughed. – What's so funny?
-I had just thought that, not moments ago, because I had no idea what her name was. – Lexa laughed too.
-It seems we're synced. – Lexa went back to staring at Clarke with an intense face, her little wrinkles on her forehead reappearing again. – You seem familiar. Have we bumped into each other before? – I don't think so, I would remember if we had, your face is too beautiful to forget. But Clarke kept that thought to herself.
-I think this is the first time we've bumped into each other, but you've probably seen me at school. I'm thinking you're from the same school as your cousin.
-That must be it. So, ar- - Lexa was about to ask something to Clarke when another girl jumped at Lexa.
-Lexa! I found you! – Clarke didn't recognize the girl, but she could see that she was rather drunk, and holding herself really close to Lexa, and Lexa didn't seem to mind, so she must've known the girl.
-Hey Costia! Have you been drinking? – Lexa was now supporting the girl's weight, so she wouldn't fall.
-Nooo… I've been with your cousin, she's really nice. – At the mention of her cousin, Clarke could see Lexa tensing. Looks like someone doesn't like her cousin.
-I think it's time for me to take you home. – Clarke was now feeling like a third wheel in that conversation. She was about to say something when Lexa turned to her. – I'm really sorry. As you can see, my friend is slightly drunk, so I'm taking her home. It was nice to meet you, Clarke. – It was just now, that Clarke noticed the way her own name sounded coming from Lexa's lips. It was like she popped the "K" with her tongue. Clarke was mesmerized by it.
-Nice to meet you too, Lexa. – And with that, Lexa grabbed Costia by the waist and took her outside. Clarke stood there, just seeing Lexa disappear.
After that she decided to stay just a little while at the party, just so her mother wouldn't nag her about coming home too early. After the cake, Clarke went home."
It was only 2 years after that night, that Lexa and Clarke had "bumped" into each other again. So, of course, the more Clarke thought about the circumstances of their friendship, the weirder it seemed to get. Her thoughts were silenced once she felt the car's handbrake being pulled, meaning that they had just reached their house. Her mother was still talking.
-… so, that's what you should look for. Did you hear me Clarke? – Her mother looked back at her.
-Yes, mother. – She hadn't heard a thing, but she knew what her mother had been talking about. More of the same…
(…)
The three weeks passed rather fast, Clarke tried to keep herself busy. Lexa would sometimes send her pictures of her on the places she visited, but they never called or texted each other, until the day Lexa returned.
Lexa, The Commander:
The plane just touched the ground! I'm home. Did you miss me? J
Clarke smiled at the screen while reading the text, and answered immediately.
Clarke:
I did. My mother spent this three weeks nagging me about college. Can we meet tomorrow?
Clarke was hoping for a reason to get out of the house, to get away from her mother, and from all things related to college. The colocations would be out any day that week, so, as expected, her mother spent every hour of every day, asking her the same question. As if I wouldn't tell her the moment I knew. Her phoned buzzed, and she knew it was Lexa.
Lexa, The Commander:
I wish I could… L but my mom wants to get everything ready for college. She says we only have one week left, and that that is not enough. She's freaking out about not being able to do everything.
Clarke felt bummed, she was really counting on her friend to get her away from her responsibilities, but it seemed that her friend had those as well.
Clarke:
L It looks like we'll probably only see each other again, once we're in Polis. Once you know if you got in, I want to know!
Lexa, The Commander:
Of course! The same for you, I want to know as well.
(…)
-Dad! – Clarke had been on her computer for the last 20 minutes, just clicking the refresh button, waiting for the colocations results. – Dad! – Her dad was the only one already home, since it was too early for her mother to be home. – Dad! I got in! – Her dad came running into her room.
-You did?! That's amazing sweetie! I'm so proud of you. I always knew you would get it. – Jake Griffin moved forward, coming to hold her daughter in a thigh embrace. They stayed hugging each other for a while. – You should text your mother, she will be thrilled with the news.
-I will. – Her dad moved back, kissing her in the cheek.
-We should celebrate tonight. What do you want for dinner? – Clarke smiled – Let me guess, pizza?
-You know me so well dad.
-Pizza it is! And ice cream! Today, everything for my favorite daughter.
-I'm your only daughter.
-True, but still my favorite. – Jake messed Clarke's hair before turning away to leave her room. – I'll be downstairs if you need me.
Clarke was felling thrilled, like she was capable of doing anything she wanted, even flying. She grabbed her phone and threw herself over the bed. She knew she had to call her mother, but she wanted to tell Lexa the news first, so that was what she did. Still with a smiled on her face and feeling all giddy, Clarke sent a text to Lexa.
Clarke:
I got in! :D
She was about to call her mother when Lexa texted her back.
Lexa, The Commander:
Me too! I'm so ecstatic. My mom hasn't stopped hugging and kissing me. And now she moved to the crying part. She has come to realize that I "will be leaving the nest". How did your mother react? She must be super proud of you.
Clarke:
I haven't told her yet, but my dad was really happy, and promised me pizza and ice cream for dinner J
She didn't wait for Lexa to answer back, and decided to call her mother.
-Clarke? Is that you? Is everything ok? – Her mother's voice sounded worry.
-Yes, mother. I'm calling you to let you know that… I got in! – Clarke screamed at the phone.
-Clarke, please don't scream, I don't want to go deaf. I'm really proud of you. So, now we can go forward with the option A. You should call that residence to let them know you want to stay there. – Her mother went straight into responsibilities, no feelings showed.
-Mother… - Clarke realized it wouldn't be worth to contradict her mother. – I'll call them. Dad said we would have pizza and ice cream for dinner tonight, to celebrate.
-That doesn't seem healthy. But, since we're celebrating… - They were in an awkward silence for a while. It was like her mother was trying to find the right words to tell her something. Those words never came. – I'll see you later. I have to get back to work.
Her mother turned off and Clarke felt empty. No. I'm not going to let her steal my happiness. I did it. I deserve to be happy. And with that, Clarke read Lexa's new text.
Lexa, The Commander:
My mother is cooking my favorite as well, steak with egg on top, and cheesecake for desert. I think she's trying to get me fat before I leave. Ahah
Clarke smiled at the screen, trying to picture Lexa fat was something almost impossible. That girl will never be fat, with all the exercise she does…
She spent the afternoon, getting the things from "option A" ready, that meant calling the residence to let them know she would take the room. They told her, that the room originally planned, was already occupied, so she would have to share one with other two girls. Clarke accepted it anyway, it was a good offer and she wouldn't mind sharing a room. That way it will be easier to make friends? The man on the other side of the line gave her the names of the girls she would share her room with. Raven Reyes and Octavia Blake. Clarke tried to look for them on Facebook, but with no success. It looks like I'll have to wait for three more days.
Her last three days in that little town, she spent them trying to make the most of those last moments with her family, she would definitely miss the usual dinners with her dad every week, and her bedroom, and that little town, but she wouldn't miss anything else. She knew her mother wouldn't let her miss her. Abby Griffin would call her daughter every day to check on her, for sure. Lexa must've spent those last three days doing the same, because there were no texts from her, and Clarke chose not to text her friend neither. We'll have time to be together, once we get to Polis.
(…)
Clarke was reaching the residence in Polis. The car trip had been too long, she could no longer feel her butt. All she wanted was to get to her room and start to settle her things.
-Please… Mom, dad, don't come inside. I can take my stuff with me, alone. I don't want you to come. It'll be awkward, and unnecessary.
-Clarke, don't be stubborn. What's wrong with us coming inside with you? It's totally predictable, it's your first day, you'll need help settling in. – Her mother was having troubles understanding that she didn't want them with her. I'm going to look like a little girl, with my parents right beside me…
-Abby, honey, your daughter doesn't want to look like the freshman she is. She's a grownup, she won't need our help. Besides, if she does, we'll be in Polis until tomorrow. – Her dad winked at her, as to let her know that he was on her side.
-Are you sure, Clarke? – Her mother looked at her as well, once again, as if she looked one more time, Clarke would change her mind.
-Yes, mother. I'll be ok. If I need anything from you, I'll call you. – It seemed that her mother had finally let go.
-Ok. You have money with you, and your father transferred money into your account.
With that, Clarke got out of the car, stretching her arms and legs. Her parents got out as well, and helped her get her stuff out of the car. Once she had all her bags, she said goodbye to her parents, and watched the car disappear. She didn't let herself cry. There's no need for tears, they'll be only a few hours away.
She was loaded with bags, so the walk to her room was a slow and hard one. Room 7 on the third floor. Thanks to God, there's an elevator. She reached her door, where the numbers 307 could be seen. The door was half opened, and Clarke used her foot to open it wide. Her roommates were not inside, but their stuff was there. They had already chosen their beds, leaving Clarke, the last one to get there, to stay with last bed available. The room was bigger than the pictures on the internet. It had three beds, three secretaries and three closets, one for each. The two girls had chosen the beds that were closest to each other, leaving the bed furthest from the door to Clarke. She dropped her stuff on the bed and went to check the rest of her room. The girls had left the secretary turned to the window for her, and she mentally thanked them for that. Her closet was the one right next to her secretary, so she started unpacking. They had a shared bathroom with the room next to theirs, but Clarke noticed that both the showers and the toilets had doors separating it from the rest of the bathroom.
She was hanging her clothes, when two loud voices entered the room.
-Whoa. Octavia, we have an intruder! I told you not to leave the door open. – Clarke turned around to see the origin from the voices. – A sexy intruder. Nice… - Clarke felt the heat on her cheeks. The girl talking seemed Latina, she had darker skin, and she was beautiful.
-Raven, calm stamina down a little. You'll scare our roommate away. – The other girl was a little shorter and skinnier, but still had a powerful presence. They both looked like they could cause some serious damage to anyone who would cross their path. – Hi. You must be Clarke Griffin. – It's your turn to speak, say something!
-Hi. Yes, I'm Clarke. You weren't in when I got here, so I thought I should just get the bed that was empty.
-Hope that's ok with you, it's just that we know each other, so we wanted to stay closer.
-It's ok, I actually prefer this bed.
-So, Griffin, where are you from? We're both from the north. Me and my buddy Octavia have known each other for almost two years now. – Raven was a captivating and straight forward person. Clarke couldn't take her eyes out of her when she was talking.
-I'm from the south. What are you guys studying?
-Mechanical Engineering. But I also love Chemistry.
-She pretty much likes to make stuff go "Boom".
-Hey! That was my line.
-Sorry not sorry. – Raven crossed her arms and made her best pout. – You can pout all you want, it doesn't affect me anymore, and you know it. – At that Raven gave up and decided to start unpacking. It was only then, that Clarke noticed the brace on Raven's leg. – I'm studying sports. – Octavia noticed where Clarke was looking, and so did Raven after the silence being installed.
-Yeah… It was a rough accident.
-What? I mean… Sorry. I didn't mean-
-That's ok. You actually surprised me. It took you longer than most people to notice it.
-I only noticed it, once you walked. – Clarke felt bad for looking. But Raven didn't show any sign of remorse or shame.
-So, Clarke, what are you studying? – Clarke was about to answer, when Raven stopped her. – No. Wait. Let me guess. You look like… Maybe… You must be studying medicine.
-How? – Clarke felt astonished. – Is that transparent and obvious? Do I look that studious?
-Nope. You look hot. But the books on your secretary gave you away. – Raven laughed and Clarke followed her. – You should've seen your face.
Once the ice was broken, the conversation between them started to flow easier. Both Octavia and Raven were people easy to talk to.
They decided to order pizza and eat dinner in their room. Clarke was with her mouth full of pizza, when Raven exploded with joy.
-There's a party tomorrow night! We have to go! It's like this party to welcome all the freshman to Polis.
-Did you have to scream? You made spill my drink… - Octavia was standing right beside Raven, and once she exploded with the news, she had her glass in her hands.
-Sorry… But we have to go. Please, please, pleaseeeee.
-I think that's a good idea. – Clarke thought she could invite Lexa to go with them. She was missing her friend, they hadn't talked for almost a week.
-I like you better already. Party Griffin! – Clarke didn't know by then, but that was the day the name "party Griffin" was born. – Octavia? You can't say no, now…
-Fine. We'll go. My brother will probably be there as well.
-Yupi! We're going party, we're going party! – Raven was doing a kind of victory dance around the room, with two slices of pizza in her hands. It was a hilarious site to look at.
That night Clarke took longer to fall asleep, probably because, they spent the entire night talking about the party, and what they would wear, and all that girl's stuff. Nevertheless, Clarke wasn't able to go to bed without texting Lexa first.
Clarke:
Already settled in. My two roommates are super nice, you should meet them. Maybe you could do that tomorrow, at the freshman's welcoming party?
Lexa, The Commander:
I would like to meet them. Maybe you could come by my apartment, to start the party earlier? My parents are leaving tomorrow morning. Also, I miss you J
Clarke:
Sounds like a great idea. I'll talk with them about the new plans. Miss you too. See you tomorrow J
After that Clarke felt sleep pulling her down, and she just let go. A new chapter of her life was about to begin, and she couldn't be more excited about it.
