'And these fingertips

Will never run through your skin

And those bright blue eyes

Can only meet mine across the room filled with people that are less important than you.'

Love Love Love By Of Monsters and Men

Chapter 5 - Your voice is music to my ears love, I just sometimes don't concentrate on the lyrics

One week after the groups venture to the bowling alley, Clarke is startled to find out that Lexa is in her biology class. She's not sure how she never noticed before, but now that she has, Lexa is all she seems to notice.

The realization of Lexa's attendance, comes when Clarke finally decides to actually pay attention for the first time since the beginning of the semester. She is forced to tear her attention from her doodles and to Professor Kane's dreary lecture on the extraordinary journey of a red blood cell (or at least that's what it says on the chalkboard behind him), when her pen runs out.

Kane is now asking the class something. Clarke isn't sure exactly what he asks because, sure she's paying attention but not that much attention. She knows it must be a difficult question though, when she glances around and sees nothing but puzzled faces, brows scrunched and pens tapping. It seems as if Kane is about to give up on the class, when a hand shoots up in Clarke's peripheral. She twists her body to the side to see which student is brave enough to forgo the potential mishaps of answering a question from Kane. Clarke is surprised to see braids, a leather jacket and eyeliner. Lexa. Clarke watches the girl's lips move and her hands swipe through the air in delicate and graceful gestures. Again, she's not sure exactly what she's saying, but it seems to be impressive if Kane's raised eyebrows and her classmates scribbling are anything to go by. Your voice is music to my ears love, I just sometimes don't concentrate on the lyrics.

Clarke leaves the classroom with a frown on her face and music in her head.

The next time she sees the brunette is when she and Octavia decide to hang in Raven's dorm. The trio are sitting on Raven's bed, legs out and backs against the wall. Clarke is trying not to spit her drink everywhere, when Octavia laughs so hard at the movie, she snorts.

"Ha god O, try and keep it together"

"ahh oh my god, that was so funny" Octavia flicks a stray tear from the eye.

"You know for miss I have abs too and look at how badass I am, you cry pretty easily" Raven mocks.

"Shut up, you can't deny it, that is probably the funniest thing I have ever seen"

"What? Funnier than when Raven accidently groped Bellamy?"

"Hey, you guys promised to never speak of that again!"

"Yeah, thanks for that terrifying image Clarke" Octavia shivers in disgust.

Just then the door handle to Raven's room shakes and the door swings open. Lexa trudges in wearily and dumps her bag next to the desk in the far corner of the room. The brunette turns to face the girls emotionlessly and proceeds to sit on her bed, without greeting them.

"Hey Lex.." Raven waves.

"Hello Raven"

Clarke nudges Raven. She looks at her curiously, before shaping her mouth it to an O. "Oh yeah, Lexa do you think you could let Clarke copy your notes from the last biology class"

Lexa's head snaps up violently. "And why is it that Clarke does not have the notes herself. I seem to remember her being present during the lecture?"

"Little Clarkey, here likes to get lost in her own world sometimes" Raven pushes her shoulder playfully against Clarke's. "So you gonna lend her your notes, Sherlock"

"No"

"No?"

"No"

Clarke puts a hand on Raven's shoulder as if to say just leave it. The Lexa that is perched on her bed, scrolling through her laptop, with a scowl on her face, is not the same snarky girl that teased Clarke at the bowling alley. This girl is stoic and out right mean. Clarke just sighs.

Clarke sees her everywhere. In biology class, in the library, on the soccer field or just walking through campus. It's starting to really piss her off. Everything the brunette does seems to be an attempt to ruin Clarke's day.

First, she takes the book that Clarke needs right from the shelf as Clarke is reaching for it.

"Hey that's mine, I was here before you"

"Does it have your name on it Clarke, no I didn't think it did. Now if you will excuse me"

Then, the brunette somehow manages to kick a soccer ball in her direction as Clarke walks across the small path on the edge of the soccer field, successfully knocking Clarke's coffee out of her hands and onto her new blouse. Lexa doesn't even apologise, just shakes her head and picks up the ball, as if the whole thing was Clarke's fault.

And just to top this whole traumatic week off, the brunette stumbles in on Clarke masturbating.

Clarke is moaning lowly, her hand down the front of her pants and her eyes squeezed shut. Her fingers rubbing blissful circles around her clit. She feels her toes curl, her face flush and a pleasant feeling begin to wash over her body. The stress of the week washing away. She's close. Unfortunately at this, most inopportune moment the door opens, Clarke still blissfully unaware continues her ministrations and her breath hitches. It isn't until a startled yelp sounds through the room that Clarke's eyes fly open and her body jerks into a sitting position. She sees the brunette and covers her face with a hand. Clarke has no idea why the brunette came into her dorm in the first place.

"Lexa…" It's only after Clarke speaks that the brunette jerks into action from her seemingly catatonic state. The brunette begins rambling. Clarke thinks she hears something about giving Octavia her soccer shirt back, before the brunette swiftly turns on her heel and make a bee-line for the door.

No no no this can't be happening…