Another time hop. Fast forward to Thanksgiving and we see how Lexa is attempting to cope while Clarke is trying to help Lexa through the stages of grief. Also they have to start making decisions about what they will do after college.
Sorry it took a little while to get this up. I've been really busy with school. I'm going on a road trip over my break so maybe I'll get some writing done on the road. Also a minor change, some probably won't even notice. But I transitioned from writing in past tense to writing in present tense. Not a big change but I just wanted you guys to know I did it on purpose. Thanks for the reviews let me know what you think of the chapter. THANK YOU! 3
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"You ready, babe?" Lexa asks as soon as Clarke begins to buckle her seatbelt.
"I am ready for this break. I don't even know why we are going to school today, everyone's gonna skip anyway."
"That or leave early" Lexa agrees, eyes still focused on the road in front of her.
"Did that scout call you like he said he would?" Clarke asks.
"No, not yet. I'm not sure I want to go to Huntingdon, though. It's a great school but its Division 3." Lexa says. Clarke is sure she hears a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
"Yeah. So what will you tell him if he does call?"
"Well, I need to see what the other two-thirds of The Big Three say, but they'll probably agree with me. We should wait for a Division 1 school."
The Big Three is the named dubbed to Lexa, Raven, and Octavia by the local newspapers. Every week the local papers are headlined with things along the lines of "The Big Three Strikes Again" or "The Big Three Combine for 70 points in Friday's Game". The three lifelong friends came to an agreement to tell any college that tries to recruit any one of them that The Big Three is a package deal. It's all of us or none of us. Once colleges got wind of their pact, most bowed out of the race for attention from the three best players in the southeast. But there were still a few who were begging the three high school seniors to attend their school.
"Yeah. I think they'll agree too. You guys are too good for Division 3." Clarke smirks at the brunette.
They pull up at school and continue on to Mr. Adams' class.
*DIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG*
The last bell of that Friday rings and students begin pouring out of the school to start their Thanksgiving break. Lexa, Clarke, Raven, and Octavia exit the school together.
"Hells yes, so ready for this."
"Shut up, O. Everyone knows that you are just gonna spend your whole break watching Netflix and eating turkey." Raven says poking Octavia's cheek.
"Am not! I'm actually spending Thanksgiving with Lincoln's family." Octavia says pointing her nose up at Raven.
"Don't forget we are meeting up to practice on Monday." Lexa says.
"You have a whole week off from school. Are you really going to spend it playing basketball?" Clarke asks her three friends.
In unison The Big Three say "Greatness never takes a break."
"And neither does The Big Three" Raven adds with a cheeky smile.
"Don't let your head get too big, Rae." Octavia jokes.
There is a pause. But when they all reach their cars (all of them park right next to each other) Octavia speaks up again.
"What are we gonna do if no D-one schools want all three of us?" Octavia asks seriously.
"Someone will show up." Lexa assures her two friends as she opens the passenger door for her girlfriend.
"You are so whipped, Woods." Raven says getting in her car and smirking at Clarke and Lexa.
"Damn right I am." Lexa shouts at her through the driver's side window.
Lexa leans over the console and places a wet, sloppy kiss on Clarke's cheek, all she could do was blush and giggle the whole way home.
Your Favorite Basketball Player (1:09 am): hey baby
Princess Clarke (1:10 am): hey there gorgeous, why aren't you getting your beauty rest?
Your Favorite Basketball Player (1:11 am): can't sleep can u come over?
Princess Clarke (1:11 am): of course! be there in 3
Your Favorite Basketball Player (1:11 am): i'll leave the window unlocked for you
Sure enough, exactly 3 minutes later Clarke gently opened Lexa's window from the outside. Clarke was in dark gray sweatpants and a blue MHS sweatshirt that was actually Lexa's.
"Hey. Are you okay?" Clarke asks sitting down at the end of Lexa's bed.
Lexa was sitting up in her bed, still under the covers. Clarke could see the tracks of tears on her face. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. And her white long-sleeve shirt had tear stains on it.
"It's just...another one of those nights, you know?"
Clarke did know. She knew exactly what Lexa was talking about. Lexa was talking about the nights when she can't stop thinking about Coach Gus. She can't stop thinking, that could have been me. The nights when she just misses him. She misses him telling her that she played great and he has never coached a player quite like her, of course with the exception of Raven and Octavia.
Lexa always turns to Clarke on these nights. She can't talk to her parents and her only other friends are the basketball team. She can't talk to any of them about something like this, they can't see their fearless leader being weak. But she can be weak with Clarke because Clarke won't tell anyone about her crying. Clarke won't tell anyone that she hates sleeping because when she does, she dreams about the night a dark colored sedan sped out of the school parking lot. Clarke won't tell anyone that the only reason she sleeps is because Clarke makes her. Clarke won't tell anyone that she only sleep when Clarke is there. Clarke won't tell anyone what happens on these nights. And they both know it.
Clarke crawls in next to her and they shift to fit into each other perfectly. Lexa continues to cry silently into the crook of Clarke's neck. And she just lets her cry because she knows that's what she needs. Occasionally she whispers some small encouragements that mean the world to Lexa while she softly and slowly strokes her hair. Slowly, but surely they both fall asleep, wrapped up in each other's arms.
The next morning is a Saturday so neither of the two really have any desire to move from their very comfortable positions. But eventually Clarke decides that she needs food and so does Lexa. When Clarke enters the kitchen she finds Lexa's dad on his laptop doing something for work.
"Good morning, Mr. Woods" Clarke says, smiling at him. He glances up at her but doesn't say anything to her. Clarke has never exchanged more than five words with either of Lexa's parents in the four and a half months she's been dating Lexa. Lexa's parents just don't seem to be too curious about their daughter's love life. Sometimes Clarke wishes her own parents would just stay out of her relationship and not smother Lexa. But since the night that Clarke's parents came to Lexa's rescue instead of her own, Clarke hasn't said much about them, nor made much of an effort to talk to them.
She moves to the pantry to retrieve some poptarts for her and the beautiful girl upstairs. She doesn't even trying to toast them because she doesn't want to spend another moment in the presence of Mr. Woods and risk having to actually have a conversation with him.
When she gets up to Lexa's room, Lexa isn't in her bed. She proceeds to tear into a pack of poptarts without her anyway. Lexa emerges from the bathroom moments later. She stops in the doorway watching Clarke, who sits on the floor of her bedroom, eat poptarts. And she smiles because this moment is perfect in almost every way. Almost.
There is a brief knock on her door followed by her father (who was wearing a suit and tie) poking his head inside just enough to have a view of both teenagers.
"Alexandra, I am going to work. Please do not disturb your mother, she is still asleep." He waits for Lexa's response, which is just a nod, and then exits.
Lexa looks back to Clarke who paused mid-chew at the intrusion. Clarke is still frozen in place. Lexa laughs and then Clarke laughs and then Clarke almost chokes on her poptart and then Lexa laughs some more and then Clarke (still laughing uncontrollably) manages to say "Shut up, Alexandra!". Lexa picks up a pen off her desk and throws it at Clarke. Then the girls laugh some more.
An hour or two later the girls hear Lexa's mom moving around downstairs. They decide that now would be a good time to make a break for it. They throw some of Lexa's clothes and other belongings (accompanied by as many movies and seasons of Criminal Minds as Clarke could grab at once) into a bag and climb through the window in Lexa's bedroom.
The window leads out to the roof and then down to the roof of her dad's old pickup truck. Her dad always wanted to have it restored but never got around to it. They jump onto the roof of the truck then to the bed then to the ground, Lexa holding Clarke's hand almost the whole way down. They walk silently to Clarke's house, but hold hands all the way to front door.
They walk in and can hear Abby and Jake in the kitchen. They walk into the kitchen that can either be described as an absolute disaster or possibly some really cute foreplay (it would be cute if it weren't her parents). Both Abby and Jake are covered in baking flour, it's all over the floor, walls, and ceiling. There is a handprint on the back of Abby's jeans (Clarke doesn't even want to think about how that got there). There appears to be something that used to be a bag of flour on the counter. The oven is beeping at an unreasonable volume. Yup, this was definitely a disaster.
Abby and Jake both turn an unhealthy shade of red while the girls look at each other and bust out laughing.
"Oh you're laughing now. This is gonna be you two in about five years." Abby says taking a handful of flour and throwing it in the direction of the two hysterical teenagers. Lexa hides behind to Clarke to avoid being hit with flour. Clarke (covered in flour) then went to take the flour off the counter and throw all of it at Lexa. But Lexa, being the incredible athlete she is, dodged it and it hit Jake in the chest causing an explosion of flour in the kitchen, adding to the mess that had already been created. All four erupted in laughter, even Jake who now looked to be the product of a man and a snowball.
"Okay, okay. This needs to be cleaned up." Abby says clutching her side in pain from the laughter.
"Uh...you started it." Clarke says before grabbing Lexa's hand and quickly dragging her up the stairs. She could hear her parents' protests but ignored them. Lexa followed laughing all the way to Clarke's room.
"Your house is so much more fun than mine." Lexa said plopping down on the floor of Clarke's room.
"It's more fun when you're here." Clarke says leaning down to kiss her girlfriend.
Lexa kisses her back with passion. She nips a Clarke's bottom lip, causing Clarke to hum in approval. Lexa runs her tongue across Clarke's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Clarke readily granted it. Their tongues move together and Lexa takes the lead. Lexa begins to move her hands up and down Clarke's side. She moves her shirt and runs her fingertips along Clarke's back, leaving goosebumps behind. Lexa knows exactly what Clarke wants. She is going to give it to her.
Lexa goes on the offensive and moves forward to make Clarke lie down on the floor. She directs her attention to her girlfriend's neck. She places soft little kisses all down her jawline and neck until she reaches her pulse point. She takes a handful of that gorgeous blonde hair and moves it out of her way for better access. Lexa sucks hard on Clarke's pulse point, making Clarke let out a long, low moan.
Lexa and Clarke have a secret (sex) code. Lexa knows that when Clarke lets out a moan like that, she is ready.
So yeah that's gonna happen. Sorry I didn't go into explicit details but I'm not super experienced in writing sex scenes. Let me know if I should give it a shot, though. Please Review!
-a.s.