A/N: The first meeting

Lexa pulled her grey-blue cap further down, agitating her messy ponytail, trying to cover her eyes more despite the harsh sun already changing to the cool rays of sunset. Her checkered orange-and-blue button top left space for the breeze to flutter through and her heavy backpack was slung over one shoulder.

She'd just finished school, having had a track club meeting already despite it being the first week of school. Her adopted sister Anya already left, leaving Lexa to walk home from her junior high school.

She had her headphones on, bobbing her head in time with the music but eyes always open for dang-

A shove pushed her forward and she felt herself looming downwards but righted her body before it hit the floor. She dropped her headphones to her shoulders and turned around with a glare.

Two boys from her local highschool were snickering and Lexa's face turned impassive; she wouldn't give them any attention. She pulled her headphones back on and with a glare, turned around and started walking at a faster pace.

One of the boys, barely taller than her, ran and moved in front of her so unexpectedly that Lexa bumped into him. Scowl in place, he ripped Lexa's headphones off and pushed her hard, causing Lexa to slam onto the ground on her rucksack, thankfully not smashing her head against the pavement.

"You fucking freak! Don't fucking touch me!"

Lexa seethed but tried to hide her anger. "You moved in front of me." she addressed him calmly with a hardened stare.

The boy gave her a snarl and stepped closer and Lexa pulled her arms up her face in preparation as the first punch hit her wrist. The other boy joined in, jumping out of nowhere and grabbing her wrists, pinning and scraping them against the stoney pavement as the blows moved to Lexa's cheeks.

Lexa shut her eyes and tried to fling them both off to no avail. She knew this would happen - Anya would usually be around to scare everyone off but alone? She was vulnerable.

She was about to give up, ready to accept whatever injuries the boys were planning when a small voice came running from behind her, shouting with an infuriated tone.

"Hey! Get off her!" the voice cried. Lexa felt the boys stiffen but still kept her eyes closed as she took deep breaths.

"Fuck off little girl, this is none of your business." Lexa heard the boy holding her wrists say. A shuffle came from the girl with the ring of a mobile phone and Lexa felt the boys stand and move towards the sound.

"Now, now. Who the fuck do you think you're calling and where did you get that?" one of them menacingly growled.

Lexa clutched her numb nose and face as she started to stand up from the ground and turned to face her apparent saviour but she was blocked by the view of the two boys.

"I'm calling the police - duh." a quiver in the girl's voice betrayed her otherwise strong front.

"Oh really?" Both boys had their fists clenched as they continued walking towards the girl and Lexa's eyes widened. They wouldn't attack her - would they? Lexa grit her teeth together, took off her backpack and thanked the higher power or whoever was upstairs that she had a shit ton of textbooks.

Using the sudden adrenaline burst, she sprinted towards the boys who didn't turn around, thinking she'd run away, and swung her bag with as much force as she could above her head with her momentum.

It smacked against one of the boys' heads and in turn, his head hit the other boys' chin and both fell to the ground with excessive thuds and groans of pain.

Lexa quickly moved her eyes to the dumbfounded blonde in a light blue dress, swinging a pink backpack over one shoulder and a mobile phone in her hand. Without a second thought, she gripped the free hand and stared straight at the confused blue eyes.

"Run."

Lexa wheezed with over-exertion as she propped up against the pharmacy they stopped outside of. They'd lost the boys since the beginning but Lexa didn't stop running and neither did her companion.

"Water?" A nudge behind her got her attention and she turned to find the blonde offering a water bottle. Lexa gulped and nodded before she took it and drank heartily.

"Thank you." She wiped her mouth with her hand and flinched as she felt her split lip and bruised, scraped wrists. The blonde instantly noticed and gave her a look of concern.

"Hey - let me see that." The smaller girl reached for her wrists and Lexa recoiled back.

"I'm fine."

The blonde gave her a look of annoyance and crossed her arms. "No you're not. Follow me." She started walking and Lexa stood still for a few seconds before she followed.

The girl led her inside the pharmacist and walked straight to the cashier who saw her and lit up in a smile.

"Hello, little miss."

The blonde smiled back. "Hey Mr Jackson. Can I use your first aid kit?" she motioned towards Lexa.

Jackson handed her a green box, frowning lightly at Lexa's condition. "Do you need any help?"

"Nope but thank you." The blonde walked behind the counter and through the staffroom door, Lexa following like a lost puppy. They sat down on two of the chairs and the girl started pulling out the innards of the box.

"How did you know him?" Lexa cocked her head.

"My mum is the new doctor at the hospital and they work together." The girl hummed, reaching for Lexa's scraped wrists gently and the brunette let her inspect the injuries, wincing as her wounds were cleaned.

Lexa decided to distract herself. "I'm Lexa."

The blonde stopped her actions and smiled at Lexa, holding the brunette's hand in between her own. "Clarke. We just moved in."

"Welcome to Polis." Lexa said lightly, a small smile on her face.

Lexa's outfit from Mcleod's Daughter whilst Clarke's is just from a young photo of Eliza as a kid :)

Stay safe with all the Corona panic out there! As the UK gov insists: Wash your hands for 20s!