Author's Note: I AM SO SORRY. I always got bummed when authors took forever to update, but now I understand why! It's hard to write a fic, especially while finishing out a semester. My finals are done on Tuesday, so I'll definitely be updating again. Here's a small chapter until then!
"Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty."
Octavia groans and squints her eyes at the source of the voice; it's Raven. "I thought I was Pocahontas," she sleepily mumbles.
"Yeah, potato tomato. Let's go."
"I am too hung-over for this, Raven. The only place I'm going is back to sleep." Octavia rests her head back down on her pillow, only to have it promptly ripped out from under her. "What the hell?!"
"It's almost noon already and you've had plenty of time to sleep. You were away for weeks; you're having breakfast with me whether you like it or not. You do, however, have a choice in whether or not I'm dragging you there."
"Ugh, fine. Just get out of here and give me five minutes."
"Ok, but don't even think about going back to sleep. If you're not out in five minutes Octavia Blake, then I am coming in there and it won't be pretty." Raven throws the pillow at the other girl and exits the tent.
Sure enough, Octavia emerges five minutes later, looking just as hung-over but with clean-ish clothes and slightly less bedhead. She covers her eyes with her hands, attempting to block out the blinding sunlight. "Is the sun always this bright?"
"No, it actually decided to shine even brighter today, just because it knew you'd be dealing with a hangover."
Octavia shoots Raven a look to show that her sass is not appreciated at such early hours. "Let's just get this breakfast thing over with so that I can go back to sleep."
Raven chuckles and comments, "Oh, that's cute. You think that you're off the hook after some measly breakfast! No way, you have a full day today."
"A full day? Doing what, may I ask?"
"No, you may not. Come on, Pocahontas." Raven starts to strut away.
Octavia rolls her eyes and reluctantly follows the mechanic. She knows something's up, but her head aches too much to even think about it.
After the two girls finished eating, Raven enlisted Octavia to help her with a project in the workshop. O hasn't really done much other than hand Raven a few tools, and half of the time they weren't even the right ones. After a while, she begins to get lost in her thoughts—her thoughts about Clarke. She may have been wasted, but Octavia remembers most of the night. The girl worries how idiotic she looked, throwing herself at Clarke the way she did…Clarke seemed so into it, but then she got mad. Why? Octavia hopes that the princess will understand that her actions were provoked by the moonshine—well, partly induced by moonshine, partly by her feelings. She'll leave that last part out when she explains it though. O hasn't seen Clarke all morning and is worrying that she ran off again when she finally hears Raven's voice break through her thoughts.
"Hello? Earth to Octavia! Can you hand me the calipers?"
"Sorry… What do you need?"
"Never mind, I'll just get them myself. Where's that head of yours?" Raven has a pretty good idea of what her friend is thinking about, but she wants to hear it from O.
"Mechanical things aren't really my forte, as I'm sure you've gathered."
Raven raises an eyebrow, dissatisfied with the response. She's about to bluntly analyze the younger girl's feelings for Clarke as she did with the blonde the night before, but instead Octavia speaks.
"I guess I'm just worried about Clarke. I somehow scared her off last night and I haven't seen her all day. If she ran again and it's my fault, then…"
Raven laughs slightly and Octavia shoots her a deadly, but also confused, look. "No need to worry! She was in my tent last night."
Octavia lowers her head as her heart falls to her feet. "Oh," she manages to whisper.
"God no, not like that. No, no, no. Sorry. She just stayed over because she was overwhelmed with whatever happened. Trust me, the girl is not my type." Raven smiles and puts a hand on Octavia's shoulder as she sees her relax. "Clarke had to meet with her mom, Kane and Bellamy, as well as do something…secretive. She wanted me to keep you busy."
"Secretive? What is this, the Ark?"
The girls pause for effect, but then burst into laughter. Raven checks the time and sees that it's about 2pm. She grabs a radio from the workbench and speaks into it. "Should I bring her over now?"
Octavia looks at the silent radio in anticipation, even though she isn't really sure what she's anticipating. After a moment, Clarke's voice breaks through.
"Fuck it, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
Octavia looks from the radio to the mechanic. "Ready for what?"