'What started out as a simple altercation
Turned into a real sticky situation (No pun intended)
Me just thinking on the time that I'm facing
Makes me wanna cry'
Man down by Rihanna
Chapter 6 - Turned into a real sticky situation
After what Raven has deemed 'shirtgate', Clarke doesn't speak to Lexa for two weeks. In fact, Clarke is almost certain that the brunette is actively avoiding her, and yeah maybe Clarke is avoiding Lexa too, but a part of her wants to speak to the brunette despite her embarrassment.
Biology class is still the same; Clarke draws idly, wishes she had majored in Art instead of Pre-med and as per her luck, gets called out for her lack of attention.
"Miss Griffin?" Clarke slowly raises her head in utter confusion. "I asked you a question, would you care to answer it?"
"Uh yes sir"
"Well go on then"
She is pretty sure she can play this off via a carefully crafted, albeit vague response. Clarke glances round at the other students, who seem to be just as interested in her response as Kane. She sees Lexa two rows over, watching her curiously. A sudden image of unstoppable pleasure and then utter terror washes over her, as she recalls the unfortunate event that occurred a mere week ago. Oh god she walked in on me with my hand down my pants, OH GOD! She watched Lexa again, studying her ice cold stare and stony expression. Why did it have to be an asshole, what if she tells everyone! A sudden wave of panic soars through Clarke and forces her hands to grab the corners of her desk tightly. Whatever clever answer she had created, was lost to her chasm of embarrassment and panic.
"Miss Griffin?"
"Uh, the nucleus?"
Kane simply pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a long sigh. "In future pay more attention to my class, rather than your pointless doodles, this is biology not Art after all" Yeah don't remind me.
After the class has finished Clarke quickly packs up her things and scurries over to the door, in hopes of speaking to Lexa about 'shirtgate'. But as Clarke passes over the threshold, all that is left of the stony girl, is a flicker of braided hair from around the corner.
She meets Octavia outside the locker room after practice. The soccer team had scheduled an extra training session to prepare the team for their first match next week. Clarke had waited on the bleachers and attempted to get some biology homework done. When she had failed, she resumed her drawing of the soccer field. Now she was waiting outside the locker room, back pressed against the cool wall and her feet tapping impatiently.
Not long later, Octavia pushes her way through the doors carrying her gym bag. Clarke glances over Octavia's shoulder and into the locker room. She thinks she hears Lexa's voice, but only catches a glimpse of a leather jacket and tight-fitting jeans, before she completely disappears behind the closing door.
"So are you coming to Bellamy's party?" Octavia asks as they turn the corner of the building and begin their trek across the park to the dorms. At the mention of a party, Clarke is only reminded of what happened last time, with Jordan. Just the thought of her strange freak out, the nauseous feeling that had swept over her, the dizziness, the clamminess of his hands, not to mention the strange brunette she had stumbled across, the very brunette that had walked in on her-
"Clarke?"
"What?"
"Don't what me… you are so coming to the party"
"Look… I don't know O, I'm just not feeling like a party"
"I don't care Clarke, I need moral support for when I have to meet Bellamy's latest hook-up, and honestly that guy gets through girlfriends like you go through medical journals"
Clarke jumps when a hand grabs her shoulder. "What like Lexa, I tell you now that girl is like a rabbit ever since last week, but I guess we should minus the girlfriend bit" Raven rambles as she pushes in between Clarke and Octavia.
"God Raven give a girl some warning"
"What Clarke can't handle hearing about sexie lexie?"
Clarke blushes profusely and turns her head away as a wave of panic rushes over her. Oh fuck, does she know?!
"Oh would you look at the time, I gotta go" Clarke rushes to say as she glances down at her very imaginary watch. "I've uh… got to talk to my mom and it can't wait"
"But Clarke you hate your mom's phone calls" Octavia shoots her a strange look.
"What sorry I can't hear you!" Clarke visibly sprints down the gravel path and back into the park.
Monty Green is a gift to this earth. Clarke learns this when the studious and kind hearted boy offers to help her with avoiding Octavia's incessant nagging and questions. However, the plan, as devised by the boy himself, involves Clarke helping him with his engineering project. And now she wishes she hadn't been so quick to accept his plan. But hey is seemed like a good idea when Octavia had come barrelling into Clarke's room, grabbing her wrist and yanking.
"Clarke you are coming to this party, whether you like it or not, I need you to run interference"
"I can't O, I've got this important art piece that is being commissioned, so I have to finish it"
"I swear to god Clarke, I will shove those fucking crayons so far up your ass-"
It had ended with Clarke screaming down the hall, yelling "I'm being attacked by a mad woman! She's got CRAYONS!"
Monty had stepped out into the hall, to identify the cause of the commotion. And thus Monty her saviour came to be and a plan was born.
The boy in question is currently hurting Clarke's brain. She doesn't know if he is aware of this, but it fucking hurts. He's rambling on about something to do with No Clarke x can't be equal to y because they are simultaneous. She glances down at his notebook, in hope of finding guidance and clarification, but instead only finds masses of overly complicated equations.
"Hey Monty, I'm just going to take a break and see if I can find a book I wanted, do you want me to get you anything from the vending machine"
"No I'm good thanks"
"Ok"
Clarke weaves her way through the stacks of books, tip toes past the librarian's desk and eventually enters the row labelled 'Biological Studies'. She looks for the biology text book that Lexa managed to grab before her. Finds it on the same shelf (after searching the shelves for longer than she cares to admit). And as Clarke glances at the shelf in front of her, she swears she sees wide, green eyes stare back at her from the other side, before the forests inside them are torn down by the loud sound of the inter-com coaxing staff to a meeting. The forests tumble, just as the girl herself tumbles out of view.
Clarke acknowledges that eventually both of them will be forced to confront what happened on that strange and haunting day, she just didn't expect it to be at dinner with her mother…