As Clarke walked into Art history, she spotted Finn.
Finn Collins was an interesting character to say the least. He had bumped into her on the first day spilling coffee on one of her favourite scarves, then when she told him off he had the nerve to tell her that "the beans in her coffee probably weren't picked ethically anyways". He had gotten under her skin and she hadn't talked to him in a week or two but he talked to her. He sat close to her in class, tired to make it up to her by getting her a new coffee, but Clarke had been irked and inherited her father's stubbornness.
Sitting down away from him she groaned as he grabbed his book and wandered over to sit next to behind her.
"Morning Blondie." He chucked and Clarke bit her tongue. She had been too annoyed to tell him her name when he had spilt coffee on her so she had been maturely ignoring him.
"So I guess today you aren't gonna talk either?" He teased and Clarke ground her teeth.
"Why do you care so much!" She snapped and Finn's eyes widened.
"So you can talk!" He said, almost amazed and Clarke groaned.
"Yes I can. But I'm not interested in talking to you." She snapped. Finn smiled almost sheepishly.
"Well thats just too damn bad Princess. Because I'm interested in talking to you." he grinned and Clarke glared at him.
"Don't. Call. Me. Princess." She snapped and grabbed her things.
"You don't like being called Princess, do you Princess?" Clarke was just about to rip his head off when a voice disrupted their pathetic excuse of a conversation.
"Hey Clarke!" A boy named Jasper called. Clarke faked a warm smile.
"Hey guys! Mind if I sit with you?" She asked sweetly and Jasper blushed. His friend, a guy she was pretty sure was named Monty, shoved his shoulder.
"Uh, yeah sure! Yeah no yeah!" Jasper stuttered and Clarke laughed. Flipping her hair in Finn's direction, she waltzed herself and sat right between the two boys, who conveniently were already sitting in a crowded area. Finn frowned when he could no longer sit next to her.
"So, how's your week going so far?" Monty asked and Clarke grinned at him.
"It had a rough start, but so far today has been fantastic."
Clarke sighed as she threw her vest on over her old Johnny cupcakes shirt. Finn had tried to talk to her on the way out of class and she had managed to be more civil this time, but she didn't think that she would becoming best friends with him any time soon. deciding that she was feeling a bit more needy than normal, she pulled into the Starbucks in Ark.
Opening the door Clarke was relieved to see that the Starbucks was almost totally empty except for maybe two or three people in the entire shop, but Clarke grinned when she saw the same dark haired girl form this morning.
"Hey Octavia!" he smiled and the girl whipped around, grinning when she saw Clarke.
"Hey Pumpkin Spice!" She called and Clarke laughed. "I'll be with you in a sec!" Octavia called as she disappeared behind the door leading to the back. Clarke grinned and sat herself down at a small table with large comfy chairs next to the window. She stared out the window in deep thought. She had about half an hour before she needed to be at the shop, and she wasn't sure what brought her here (Other than the potential coffee) to see Octavia but the girl was sweet and seemed nice.
"Here you go! Now whats on your mind?" Octavia asked sitting down opposite her. Clarke looked to see another grande latte and she smiled gratefully.
"Not much. How's work?" She asked sipping the coffee. Octavia grimaced slightly.
"It's not too bad. Although I did have to remake a frappe twice because "It was too cold for Roma"." Octavia groaned and Clarke nodded sympathetically.
"I know what you mean. I work in retail and I had to sell two wreaths to this guy, who was a complete ass the second time, all because "the first one was wrong"." Clarke snorted and Octavia laughed.
"Wow I'll take making crappy lattes. Hey my shift is almost over, so I gotta head back to the counter." Octavia said as she started to get up. Clarke stood and fished around in her pocket to pay for the coffee but Octavia put a hand up.
"It's fine. It's on me, you looked like you could use it." She smiled and Clarke blushed.
"You'll have to let me pay another time." Clarke insisted and Octavia laughed.
"Sure! And while you're at it you can pay for mine too." Clarke grinned at the other girl.
"See you around Clarke!" Octavia waved. Clarke waved back as she walked out the door.
"Wait, how did you know my name?" She asked stupidly. Octavia snorted loudly.
"Your name tag dumb ass!" She said tapping her chest right above her heart. Clarke blushed and prayed that the floor would open and swallow her whole.
"Oh, yeah. Right." She mumbled and Octavia laughed her way back to the counter.
Clarke's day felt like a roller coaster, but she was definitely feeling better after her free latte. After all who wouldn't. Sitting behind the counter she pulled out her sketchbook and picked up drawing the ornament from yesterday but she wasn't able to position it quite the same. Sighing she flipped to a new page and decided to start drawing something else.
Sketching her outline for the face, she started drawing long dark hair and smiling blue eyes, she had only gotten hair down when she heard the door chime.
"Hi can I help you?" Clarke asked before looking up.
"I don't know, can you Princess?" A voice sneered and Clarke paled.
Wow. #sorrynotsorry for leaving here like this. but there you go 4th chapter. I've gotten so many positive reviews for this story and I'm super excited. I hope everyone watched the reunion episode last night. Wow was that fucked up. Anyways I'm considering changing the rating for this story to M. So if it disappears off the K listing sometime in the future, you know why. But yeah. Hope you're enjoying the story! :)