Clarke was gone by the time Lexa awoke, but the side of the bed she had slept on was still warm. Lexa's stomach wrenched painfully. Falling asleep had been an accident. Had she scared the other girl away?
Lexa sighed and forced herself to get up and get dressed. No matter what, she was determined to keep a straight face today. She refused to let the rejection get to her.
She headed down to the cafeteria and scanned the room for Clarke. With a sigh of disappointment, she realized the blonde girl wasn't there. She cast her eyes around for anyone to sit next to, and she saw one girl, sitting in the corner alone. She moved to sit next to the other student. "Hi, I'm Lexa Heda," she introduced herself.
"Gina Martin," the other girl said, holding out her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Thank you for letting me sit with you," Lexa said shyly. She began picking at the breakfast tray she had picked up, not feeling very hungry.
"Anytime," Gina said with a smile. "Do you know Bellamy Blake by any chance?"
"Yes, actually," Lexa responded. "Why?"
"I was just hoping someone could introduce us," Gina said as she blushed.
"I'd be happy to," Lexa replied with a smile. "Let's go."
"Oh, right now?" Gina asked. "Does my makeup look okay?"
Lexa laughed gently. "Your makeup is beautiful," she replied. "Come on, let's go get your man!"
"Ok!" Gina exclaimed, jumping up to follow Lexa around the cafeteria. She quickly tracked down where Bellamy was sitting by that messy head of black hair. Across him sat John. Lexa slid into the seat next to John, and Gina slid in next to Bellamy.
"Hey, Lexa," John greeted her cheerfully.
"How're you holding up?" Bellamy asked.
Clarke disappeared on me and I want to curl up in a hole for the next hundred years. "I'm doing fine," she said. "This is my friend Gina, by the way."
"Hi Gina," Bellamy said.
"Hi Bellamy," Gina responded with a blush.
"How are you holding up, John?" Lexa asked.
John gave a sad smile. "Nervous. But we're doing the right thing."
"Hey!"
Lexa jumped as Clarke's voice echoed behind her. "Don't scare me like that!" she protested, but it was good to know Clarke wasn't avoiding her.
"Sorry," Clarke said as she slid into the seat between Lexa and Gina.
"Where have you been?" Lexa asked, dying with curiosity.
"I was talking with an old friend," Clarke explained. "Actually, Lexa, I could use your help."
"How so?" Lexa asked.
"Well, my friend Niylah Woods really wants a date with Zoe Monroe," Clarke said. "And she needs me, her wingman, well, wingwoman I guess. But I don't want to be a third wheel, so would you mind coming with me?"
"Of course I'll come," Lexa replied, not mentioning how it suspiciously sounded like a double date.
"Great!" Clarke exclaimed. "Let's go talk to Zoe now."
"Ok," Lexa replied, getting up. "I'll see you later, Gina."
Gina winked at Lexa as she walked away with her roommate. "Listen," Lexa began cautiously. "About last night."
"It was an accident," Clarke promised her. "It won't happen again."
"Right," Lexa responded, hoping to keep the bitter disappointment out of her voice.
"Hey, Zoe!" Clarke called out, crossing the room to where Zoe, Harper, and Fox were sitting together.
Zoe looked up as the two approached them and sat down. "What's up?" she asked, scrambled egg falling out of her mouth.
"What if I told you I got you a date," Clarke began.
Zoe groaned. "Not again, Clarke," she protested. "The last one was a disaster."
"Hey, Lexa and I will be there the whole time. This one's gonna be different," Clarke explained.
"Oh, so a double date?" Zoe asked.
Lexa blushed furiously. Clarke glance awkwardly over at her, equally as red. "Uh..." Clarke said. "Yeah."
Lexa blushed even harder. A double date with Clarke? This seemed too good to be true. Which meant it must be. She tried not to cry as she imagined the future rejection. It was going to sting bad.
"Ok," Zoe said. "Then I'll go."
"Thanks," Clarke said. "I'll text you when and where."
Unable to hold back her tears any longer, Lexa made her escape. She ran down the hallways to the library, hid in a corner, and sobbed.
Good things like Clarke didn't happen to people like her. Not after she had gotten Costia killed. Besides, Clarke was way out of her league, even if she did like girls. This double date was nothing but a cruel tease; a glimpse of what she couldn't have. How did she get herself into this situation? Because Clarke had asked with those pretty blue eyes, and Lexa couldn't say no.