Ok So it's 2am where I am and I have just finished this chapter and had to get it up
I think I really like this one, and I have a basic idea where i am going with this all now!
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A month had passed since Clark had spotted the guy Blake and his dog in the clearing and as May turned into June and the weather gradually becoming warmer Clarke found herself heading out to the clearing on the weekends trying to catch a glimpse of them again. Not that she would admit that to herself, or would she admit that the amount of biceps black curls she had been drawing had been increasing.
After a month of not seeing them Clarke had to admit defeat, she had managed to get her passion for drawing back and she was thankful for that but now she was on holidays she had more time to focus on getting her other works done and there were more shifts at the Photo lab to pick up.
Her life progressed back to normal work, painting, sleep and repeat. To some it may have been mundane but she was painting, she was doing what she loved and she was happy with that, Raven however was not.
"Clarke" Raven shouted at her from the living area "What exactly is this"
"How am I supposed to know Raven? I can't exactly see through walls now can I?"
"So" Raven leaned against the doorway of the third bedroom which has been turned into Clarke's studio/Ravens workshop "Either these are some funky trees or you really need to get laid"
Clarke looked at Raven in confusion "What exactly are you harping on about?"
Raven smirked at Clarke as she showed her the paper in her hand "That is some hot looking tree" Clarke blushed as she saw what Raven was showing her, It was a sketch she had been doing over breakfast, a sketch to be precise of Blakes arm or what she remembered of his arms and torso. She had not even realised she had left it on the table
"So" Raven raised one eyebrow "Who Is he"
"No one" Clarke got up from in front of her easel and snatched the sketch away from raven looking at it as she walked back to the table where she kept all her art supplies "Just a guy I saw in the park"
"Right, and how many times have you drawn this guy from the park?" Raven continued
Clarke kept moving her art supplies around the table
"That many times" Raven paused for a minute before slapping a hand on the doorframe making Clarke jump at the sudden noise "That's it were going out to get you good and drunk if not laid"
Clarke turned towards her friend "Really?"
"Yep" Raven straightened in the doorway "You are clearly lusting after some random guy from the park, all you do is paint, work and sleep you need some fun. Hell I need some fun. We are going out"
Raven turned and started walking towards her bedroom "I'm texting Monty and Jasper to meet us at The Dropship at 8 be ready by 7"
Clarke heard Ravens bedroom door shut before she slumped down on her chair in front of her easel, looking at the painting she had been working on she muttered "Oh I so need to get laid" she got up and walked out of the room turning off the light as she exited, Leaving a half-finished painting of a tanned man grinning in her wake.
—B&C—
Clarke and Raven arrived at their local pub/club The Dropship promptly at 8, Raven was forever prompt if she said she was going to be somewhere at 8 she was there at 8 not a minute early or late.
Raven had forced Clarke into a figure hugging black dress and heels (she really despised heels) and she had even talked her into wearing her long blonde hair out falling down her shoulders and down her back. Raven herself was in a blood red dress with her hair up in its usual high ponytail, she had gone all out on the smoky eye effect, Clarke couldn't help but feel a little inadequate next to Raven with all her confidence.
Raven pulled her to her side as they made their way through the crowd "You look hot Clarke, don't doubt that. Everyone in this place is checking you out" Clarke chuckled "Raven you know, I'd pick you first" Raven laughed and she pulled away from Clarke and headed through the crowed "Of course you would. I'm awesome"
They spotted Monty and Jasper at a table to the side of the dancefloor
"I'm going to go get us some drinks" Clarke yelled to Raven over the music. Raven nodded to her and made her way to the boys as Clarke back tracked her way to the bar. Clarke grabbed the drinks before heading to join the others at the table.
Jasper whistled at her approvingly as she placed the drinks on the table "Looking good Clarke"
She hit him on the shoulder as she sat down next to him "Shut it Jasper"
"We just don't normally see you all dressed up is all, it's a good look"
Clarke rolled her eyes in response
"There's a good reason for that" Raven replied "Our mission for tonight, if you choose to accept it is to get Clarke here laid" waving her hands in Clarke direction as if she was a model on some game show
"Oh is she still strung up on the naked pick guy?" Monty asked
"Monty!" Clarke exclaimed
"Ooh what naked pick guy?" Raven asked clearly out of the loop
"I would expect that from him" Clarke pointed at Jasper "but not from you"
"The dude she has been sketching all month" Jasper told Raven, completely ignoring Clarkes objections
"The guy from the park?" Raven questioned
"You staked him to the park?" Jasper looked at Clarke shocked
"No, come on guys" Clarke tried giving them a pitiful look before sighing "he was just there is all he didn't even see me"
"So you were spying on him" Raven reasoned
"No" Clarke gave her an exasperated look "I don't want to talk about this anymore, let's dance"
Clarke grabbed Ravens hand and pulled her towards the dancefloor "and no more about the guy from the park, we are here to get me laid remember"
Raven laughed "Fine, I fold but this conversation is not over, I need to know all about the naked pick" Raven spun her and the wormed their way to the middle of the floor
—B&C—
A few hours later and the whole group was pleasantly drunk they were all dancing in the middle of the floor, Jasper dancing wildly and carefree making Clarke throw her head back in laughter, she really had a blast hanging out with her friends. Unfortunately for Ravens mission she had not really seen anyone that interested her, she got plenty of interested looks and more than one person came up to dance with her but no-one really took her fancy.
She grabbed Raven as the song changed and started to dance with her "you were so right" Clarke yelled in Ravens ear "I really needed to get out" she let Raven go and smiled. She was enjoying herself too much to notice Ravens eyes glance behind her
Raven pulled Clarke back to her "you should know by now by now I am always right" Raven pulled back and smiled at her before turning back to the boys.
Clarke looked at Raven with confusion before she felt a hand lightly run down her right arm and a gruff voice whispered him her ear "I told you I loved a good landscape"
Clarke froze and her heartbeat picked up, she slowly turned to look behind her to behold Blake (whose first name she still did not know) standing before her. "Hi" she looked up at him breathlessly, he was just as handsome as she remembered and currently his dark eyes were intensely focused on her "Hey" He replied smiling as his arm began trailing up and down her left arm. She glanced down to his feet before taking a long look up his body taking in his dark jeans to his dark blue Henley to meet his eyes again, feeling the familiar rush of heat through her she would defiantly blame the drinks later when she reached up hooking her finger in the v of his shirt pulling him down to her while she stepped closer to him, whispering in his ear "dance with me" She felt him exhale on her shoulder as she began to sway with him she kept her hand on his chest feeling the strong muscles beneath his shirt running her had up to fall over his shoulder and run pack down again she felt his strong arm wrap around her before her abruptly turned her so her back was pressed up against his front, his arm still wrapped around her his large hands on her hips pulling her back to him and they continued to dance. She ran her arm up and wrapped it around his neck as she began to grind back on him, she felt rather than heard him growl into her shoulder before she was snapped out of her trance when coolness suddenly hit her from where he was all hot up against her. She turned to see he had been pulled away by a very pretty brunette, she couldn't hear what they were saying but she could not help the surge of rejection that surged through her. How could this happen again? He looked back in her direction with an exasperated look and back at the brunette saying something to her. He took a step back in her direction and looked as if he was going to say something but the brunette started tugging on his arm pulling him away. She watched as he was pulled away from her, he was saying something but she couldn't make it out over the music "What?" she yelled He tried to yell something again before he was pulled out the door. Clarke sighed to herself, she had run into him again and still did not know his name however she knew she would not be forgetting him soon