This one was actually kind of hard to keep under 500 words, lmao. I think after writing almost 5000 words of kid-fic it was hard to keep this one brief.

Writing Help Desk AU

Clarke got a job editing people's essays at the school library because it was an easy way to fill her work-study hours. That is not exactly why she stayed though.

Well, yeah it's nice that she can set her own hours, and that she just spends most of the time working on her own homework.

But one of the big reasons she decided to stay signed on for a second semester instead of switching to shelving books (an even easier job) with her best friend Jasper was because of Finn Collins.

Finn Collins aka the English major who comes in with nearly perfect papers and spends the mandatory hour Clarke is required to spend with anyone who comes in for help wheedling Clarke into continuing their game of 20 questions that has expanded into something that is more like 200 questions.

In the course of last semester and the three weeks of the current semester Finn had come in with 6 papers for Clarke to edit. And they had covered topics that ranged from first pet to favorite 15th century Southeast Asian work of art.

Jasper has spent probably the last three or so months trying to get Clarke to ask Finn out but Clarke has held steady in the fact that the university would probably not like her using their time to ask out one the people that come for "help."

Clarke knows that Finn doesn't need help. But maybe it was just that he wanted a friend or someone to talk to. It's not like they hung out or even saw each other outside of the library. They were just 20 question's friends or something.

Clarke decided not to consider the fact that she probably knew more useless facts about Finn than she did any of her closest friends into her assessment of their friendships.

Today Clarke logged on to her computer to see whom her next appointment and sure enough, it was Finn. And he was due there any moment.

She saw him come in through the door; he waved at Jasper and then came over to her.

Instead of having the pages upon pages of text that he usually brought with him he only had a single sheet of paper.

He sat down, acting way more quiet than usual, "Hey," he greeted, smiling nervously.

"Hey," Clarke returned, slightly confused as to why he was acting weird.

"Uh," Finn bit his lip, "If you could just look over this for me?"

"Sure," Clarke told him, she took the paper and looked down at it. She couldn't contain the gasp the words made escape.

The paper had one sentence on it "Will you go out with me?"

Clarke looked down at the paper for a second before nodding; she took her pen and wrote, "Yes."

Finn's nervous smile broke out into a full grin and Clarke couldn't help but to return it.