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Lexa shot off a text to Clarke and then proceeded to get ready at the speed of light. Clarke has had a similar speed dressing experience. The brunette has just knocked at Clarke's door; trying her best to keep the excited butterflies in her stomach under control; she really cannot wait for her stunning girlfriend to open up, she isn't disappointed when Clarke greets her with the most beautiful smile. Lexa can't help but reciprocate with a wide grin.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself." Clarke manages to respond through her beaming smile. "So where are you taking me?" she can't help the playful edge to her tone.

Lexa panics a little. "Now remember that I haven't lived here that long."

Clarke rolls her eyes, but the smile never leaves her lips. She links her arm into Lexa's and the pair of them start to move away from Clarke's front door. The brunette continues. "I thought we could go to the Arcade, and then maybe grab a burger or something afterwards."

Lexa actually holds her breath as she waits for a response from the blonde. Clarke has to stifle a giggle at just how nervous Lexa is right now, does this girl not understand that she could say they were going to the library and Clarke would love it cos she got to spend time with her. Clarke's pause causes Lexa's to worry to increase rapidly, she starts to ramble.

"If you hate it, we can do something else, anything you want…"

Lexa's incoherent chatter is cut short by Clarke's lips on hers, it's short and sweet, but it fills Lexa's heart, and she can't help the smile that forms on her face.

"Lex, relax. I love the arcade." Lexa just smiles and nods, still too affected by Clarke's affection to actually formulate a sentence. Clarke feels a little mischievous, as she always does in this stunning woman's presence. "Besides you know how much I love to kick your ass at games."

Lexa actually laughs out loud. "I beg you cast your mind back to our first date Clarke. There was only one person getting their ass kicked that night. If I recall rightly, I was named Queen of that date."

Clarke pretends to be offended. "You know, you talk a big game Woods, but can you back that up at the Arcade?"

"You know it Griffin."

They both laugh and happily head towards their destination, both now deliriously excited for their evening ahead.

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The date has been playful so far, and unexpectedly even as far as Lexa is concerned, the scores are currently level, it seems that each girl has excelled at different tasks in the Arcade. Lexa, it turns out is quite the pro at the basketball hoop game, not unexpected; Clarke it appears is quite the speed demon, and beat Lexa comprehensively at the driving simulation games, much to the brunette's annoyance. They have decided that a friendly game of pool will be the decider.

Lexa had assumed that this would play right into her hands, given her prowess at sports and Clarke's apparent allergic reaction to anything that could be deemed exercise. Her first clue that she was wrong should have been when Clarke agreed.

It appears the blonde is also surprisingly good at pool, almost as good as Lexa is; almost, but not quite. Lexa is winning, but it's been a tough slog, Clarke has really tested her. Lexa cannot lose, her stubborn pride won't allow it. Clarke knows how much Lexa wants to win, she barely suppresses her amusement at Lexa's competitiveness and her need to win. She really, really wants to see how Lexa reacts to losing; not something that's likely right now, Lexa is lining up to pot her final colour ball, which should be a relatively easy pot and if she plays it right, which Clarke knows she has the skills to do, the black will be an easy shot too.

Clarke decides to play a little dirty, grinning again at the concentration on her dates face, she picks up the chalk from the edge of the table. This catches Lexa's attention, the brunette grins inwardly, as if Clarke thinks she actually going to get another shot. Lexa's cockiness doesn't last very long, in fact it's milliseconds before her mouth goes completely dry, and she forgets what day it is never mind what shot she was going to take next.

Clarke releases the top button on her shirt as she takes in Lexa's confident expression. Clarke knows she has a great cleavage and she knows that it's her best chance of winning right now; she doesn't even feel remotely bad about what she's about to do. She leans over the table, as if she's checking out the angle of Lexa's next shot, a great excuse she thinks, in actual fact what she has just done, is given her date an ample view of the valley between her breasts. Lexa's expression changes immediately, Clarke notes the brunette licking her lips, and her pupils blow; mission accomplished. Well half accomplished anyway, Lexa's reaction has pretty much blown Clarke's mind too. Holy shit the look Lexa is giving her right now, like she wants to devour her, like she's the most beautiful thing on the earth, makes Clarke forget how to breath, never mind anything else.

"You okay there Lex." Clarke tries to gain some modicum of control.

Lexa drags her eyes away from the amazing view that she has flashed in front of her, she knows Clarke has spoken, but she couldn't tell you in a million years what she said, she tries to shake the haze away and concentrate back on her shot, not without taking one last glance at Clarke's half open shirt. She's an actual goddess.

Lexa takes the shot, and misses. It pisses her off enough to almost bring her back to reality. It's Clarke's laugh that brings her fully back to the real world. She tuts, unsure if she's more mad at Clarke's antics or herself for falling for them.

"You did that on purpose Griffin."

Clarke smiles, not even willing to lie about it. "I absolutely did. I'm glad you enjoyed the view."

Lexa smirks, her cheeks may or may not have a dusting of crimson on them right now. "So, you like to play dirty huh. Interesting. I'll remember that."

Clarke just gives her the sweetest grin as she makes her way around the table so she can attempt to sink her final colour ball. It's a slightly harder shot that the one Lexa just failed miserably with, Clarke frowns as she takes in the table below, not really sure what angle to take. Lexa decides to seize her opportunity; she likes the thought of instant Karma.

She waits for Clarke to lower herself to the table, before placing an arm either side of her, and guiding the blonde's hands on the cue; she claims a minor victory when she hears the small intake of breath in Clarke's throat at her touch; she places her lips against Clarke's ear and whispers.

"The trick with this shot, is that you need to double the white ball." The goose bumps form immediately on Clarke's skin and Lexa is delighted, Clarke curses her body for betraying her, but she can't bring herself to care really, not when Lexa is pressed this close against her, and is breathing into her her. God, she is so sexy.

Lexa places Clarke's hands where they need to be on the cue, and directs the angle. "Now not too hard." Clarke thinks Lexa might actually be trying to kill her with her choice of words. "Just a gentle caress." Yep Clarke has actually died.

The contact is gone as quickly as it arrives, Lexa feeling her work is done. Clarke looks up at the stunning girl knowing full well what the brunette has just tried to do, and desperately hoping that she doesn't show her just how much she succeeded by blowing her next shot. She looks back at the ball, but no matter how hard she tries she can't think about anything else than Lexa's front pressed right up against her back, and she honestly couldn't care less about winning this game anymore.

She blows the shot and immediately throws the cue onto the table, much to Lexa's dismay. "Call it a draw."

Clarke conveys that she can't take any more of this little game, Lexa happily submits. "Whatever you want." she shrugs. "Shall we grab some food?"

Clarke nods, but in all honestly, she feels like she needs a cold shower. She has never been this hot for anyone before. It's delicious.

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Ever the gentlewoman, Lexa walks Clarke back to her door after their amazing date. It had been a magical evening for both of them, not because the venue had been particularly great; just because they had each other's company. Clarke can honestly say she's never felt like this before, and Lexa would have to agree. Clarke really is something else.

Clarke pauses at her door and turns to face the source of all of her recent happiness. Lexa isn't looking at her with any sort of expectation, she's just beaming at her, and Clarke can tell that the gorgeous green-eyed beauty feels just as giddy as she does right now.

"Do you want to come in?" A nervousness descends on Clarke.

Lexa feels the tension, as if this invitation in means more than all the others extended before. She nods. "Okay."

Clarke pushes open her front door and waits for Lexa to stride through before closing it behind the attractive brunette. Clarke hates that's she's started to over think things now, it's been such a perfect date. Just because she invited Lexa in doesn't mean anything is going to happen between them, and she knows Lexa would never pressure her into do something she wasn't ready for, so she's really not sure why she feels so nervous right now.

She steps immediately to the fridge and grabs them both a bottle of water, handing one to Lexa, together with a sheepish smile. Of course, Lexa picks up on Clarke's mood.

"Hey Relax. This is me."

And Clarke does immediately, as soon as Lexa speaks. "Sorry I don't know what's wrong with me. I've had such a brilliant night."

Lexa rubs her hands up and down Clarke's arms, and the blonde melts into the touch. "I've had a great night too. But that doesn't mean anything else has to happen Clarke."

"It's not that I don't want to. I really really do." Lexa smirks at Clarke's words.

"It's Just that after everything that happened with Finn, I guess I'm kinda scared." Lexa bristles at the mention of Clarke's ex, but she covers it well; pulling Clarke into a hug and kissing the top of her head.

"That is completely understandable. I want you to be sure Clarke, I want you to trust me enough to take the next step; and I'm aware of how hard that will be after what happened in your past." Clarke pulls back and looks up into beautiful green eyes.

"You are seriously perfect. You know that right."

Lexa drops onto the couch. "Yeah I guess that's an accurate description." Her smug grins earns her a slap on the arm from Clarke, before she drops down onto the couch next to her.

"So, come on then Lex. Tell me about your previous sexual encounters. You know all about my one previous disaster!"

Lexa chuckles. "Well what do you want to know?"

"Well I assume there is previous to talk about, I mean you have seen you, haven't you?"

Smug grin returns. "I do have a mirror." Another playful slap from Clarke.

Lexa swallows, her turn to be nervous now. "But I am only 16 Clarke."

Clarke can't hide her shock. "Wait, what? Are you seriously telling me you're a …"

Clarke doesn't finish her sentence, worried that she might offend Lexa. The brunette doesn't mind, she knows Clarke isn't teasing her, in fact she's kind of thrilled, Clarke's shock is clearly based around how attractive she finds Lexa rather than anything else.

"A virgin. It's okay, you can say it, I'm not ashamed."

"Well obviously, it's nothing to be ashamed of Lex." Clarke moves closer hand places a hand on her knee. "I just assumed, that you'd have girls throwing themselves at you at your old school. I mean you've only been here like a month, and you've already had me and Costia..."

"Throwing yourselves at me?" Lexa wiggles her eyebrows, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

She swallows, getting a little more serious. "It's not like I didn't have offers Clarke, and it's not like I haven't done stuff." She shrugs her shoulders, and repeats her line from earlier. "I'm 16 years old, I guess I'm just not in any rush, I want it to feel right you know."

Clarke's face is like a beacon of pride at the moment, Lexa is so true to herself it actually causes the biggest smile to erupt onto the blonde's face. "Wow. That's pretty amazing Lex."

Lexa decides to try and regain the playfulness from earlier. "Plus, I'm confident that when we're both ready, I'm more than capable of blowing your mind."

Clarke should laugh she knows Lexa is joking, but she can't help but focus on something else. "You think you feel ready with me?"

Her heart races as she waits for the answer, Lexa places her hand under Clarke's chin, causing eye contact between the two. "When you're ready, I know I will be too." Clarke smiles, her heart actually constricts in Her chest. "This feels really special Clarke, this thing between us."

"You feel it too huh?" It's all the words Clarke can manage, she can't wait any longer for those gorgeous lips to be on hers, she pounces forward and Lexa doesn't hold back. Clarke doesn't think she'll ever tire of these lips on hers.

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Lexa enjoyed a mostly PG-13 make out session with Clarke before heading home. She feels really genuinely happy. She strolls through the house, and keeps going through the kitchen and out onto the decking at the back, where she finds Lincoln looking just as blissful as she feels. He's sitting at the wooden table that forms part of their garden furniture, Lexa flops down next to him, and the two sit in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.

It's Lincoln that breaks the silence. "How was your date?"

Lexa can't help the smile that erupts onto her face. "Incredible." Lincoln reciprocates his sisters smile. Lexa continues. "I'm kind of surprised that you're home. I thought you'd still be with Octavia."

Lincoln gets the implication his sister is making. "I walked her home, gave her a good night kiss, and that was enough for now."

"You really like her huh bro?"

"Yeah probably as much as you like Clarke."

She knows he's trying to tease her, but she doesn't take any notice. "That much huh?"

Lexa's smile is brilliant and Lincoln can't help but grin back. "You know I thought I'd hate it here. Having to move away from all our friends." Lexa listens intently as her brother continues. "It's like I spent all those years building up a rep in Ton DC, I thought it all meant something, football, girls, being a jock. Then I met Octavia, and I realise that none of that rep bullshit meant anything at all. You know?"

Lexa nods. "I mean I never had quite the rep with the ladies that you did." She wiggles her eyebrows and Lincoln snorts. "But yeah, I know exactly what you mean."

They share a final smile and then silently decide between them that there has been far too much mushiness for one evening and the usual sibling teasing needs to return. Lincoln doesn't hold back. "Lexa, I had girls dumping me that thought they had a chance with you, so don't give me that less rep crap."

Lexa bursts out laughing, mainly because she knows of at least one occasion where that actually did happen. Lincoln didn't speak to her properly for like a week, even though she didn't even go out with the girl, even though she wasn't interested in going out with the girl.

It's at this precise moment that Anya steps out of the back door and joins her two younger siblings. "Wow you two both home alone on date night. Are you guys losing your touch?"

Lincoln throws a coaster at his older sister, and Lexa just rolls her eyes as Anya joins them at the table.

"Where have you been o dearest big sister of ours." Lexa grins, she has a fairly good idea exactly where Anya has been; well one of two possibilities.

Anya has the good grace to look a little sheepish as she joins them at the table. "Out."

Lexa giggles, knowing just how private her sister is, she knows not to push, that Anya will share when she's ready. The three Woods' enjoy each other's company for a little while longer before disappearing to bed. Content.

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Anya stands arms folded taking in the sight before her. The car is interesting to say the least. Actually, it's not interesting, it's a hunk of junk, and that's being polite. It's mostly black, apart from the rust of course, and she's willing to bet good money that this thing is older than she is.

She hears Raven's voice beside her, she can't help but notice the excitement in the younger girl's tone as she rushes out her words. "So, what do you think. Can we fix it up in time for my 17th birthday in a couple of months?"

Anya doesn't have the heart to tell Raven what she really thinks, so she plasters a smile on her face. "It's going to take some work Reyes."

A little of the excitement trickles out of her, she knows it's going to take a lot of work, and she's been a little worried about how much money she's going to have to put into the car from the start, given that she doesn't have any.

Anya senses the brunette deflate. She places a hand on her shoulder. "We can give it a go."

Anya is rewarded with the most brilliant smile, and she almost doesn't care that she's essentially just agreed to give up her evenings and weekends for the foreseeable future. She thinks out loud about the next issue in her mind.

"We absolutely can't do it here though." Anya glances around the street outside Raven's apartment, the shop fronts running along the side walk, hardly the ideal place; for one there isn't really enough space. Raven looks at the car again, sixing it up, maybe this is going to be too much to take on.

Anya knows one solution. "You'll have to bring it to my place, we can work on it on the driveway."

"Won't your parents mind?"

Anya shrugs. "Probably." She frowns for a second. "But I'll square it away with them."

Raven almost squeals with excitement. "Thank, you so much." She manages as she pulls the older girl into a hug. Anya embraces her willingly, but the awkwardness that usually overtakes them both in this kind of situation descends again. Anya shakes it off.

"So how much did you pay for this piece of junk anyway."

Raven slaps her playfully. "Nothing actually. One of the regulars in the diner I work at knows how much I wanted a car, so he donated this."

Anya wipes her brow. "Jeehze, couldn't you just seduce an old rich guy like a normal girl."

Raven tuts. "I didn't seduce anyone, rich or poor. It's just one of the rare nice guys at my job."

Anya winces. She hates that Raven has to work at job at all at her age, her Mom should be the one looking after her, not the other way around. But on top of that she hates how shitty Raven's job appears to be, Raven doesn't moan that much, Anya would be a lot more vocal she thinks. She decides not to dwell on it, not today, today she wants Raven's excitement about her potential new wheels to be prolonged.

"I'll have to call Lincoln and Lexa to come help us with the tow, to get it back to my place."

Raven's excitement takes off of another reason altogether. "How were the big dates last night, I expect to hear tales of first times aplenty."

Anya laughs. "Don't act like Octavia and Clarke haven't been texting you since last night, gushing about my younger siblings."

"Tell me how that is different to any other day of my life." Raven manages to keep her face deadpan, which causes Anya to laugh out loud.

"Well to be honest I think they're both losing their touch. They were both already home when I got in. So, I really don't think there were any first time anything's last night."

"They all seem to really like each other." Raven shrugs. "I guess they want it to be special." She follows up this comment by putting her fingers in her mouth and fake vomiting, again causing Anya to chuckle.

"They must do; because I know for a fact, Lincoln would have definitely at least tried to sneak her up to his room, if she was any other girl."

"Octavia and Clarke really deserve some happiness."

Anya agrees, and more so knows that Lincoln and Lexa do too, but that's not what she vocalises. "So do you."

Their eyes meet for what feels like an eternity. Neither looks away, both smile. Raven has been thinking a lot about Anya recently, about these feelings that she apparently has, she must do right, she's accepted that she's jealous at the thought of Anya and Bellamy together, it literally causes a shiver down her spine. She's not fully ready to give into this just yet, but she's happy enough to acknowledge it for now, and that seems to be enough for Anya right now too.

"Right, lets go and find my brother and sister so we can rope them into helping. No doubt we'll also come across your best friends at the same time." Anya wiggles her eyebrows.

Raven giggles and follows the older girl to her car.

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The six teenagers had managed to somehow tow Raven's new old car onto the Woods' driveway; Raven, Clarke and Octavia had disappeared pretty sharply, probably so Clarke and Octavia can fill Raven and each other in on last nights dates. Leaving the three Woods siblings, much like Anya had earlier; standing in front of the vehicle arms folded, faces scrunched.

Lincoln is first to speak. "Do you really think you can fix this up Anya?"

She exhales loudly. "I can try."

Lexa eyes up the rusty old thing before her, she wants to make sure that Anya actually knows what Linc is asking. "So it actually drives, An?"

This time Anya tuts and Lexa can't help but smirk. "Have you even popped the trunk and had a look at what delights await you?"

"I've been putting it off." Anya admits.

"No time like the present." Lexa steps forward as she speaks and pulls the bonnet up; Lincoln and Anya brace themselves.

Lexa takes in the sight before her. "Jezhee An. These parts look like they'll turn into dust on touching."

Anya frowns. Gustus chooses this precise moment to walk out of the house, coming to inspect Anya's latest project for himself.

"What's with all the long faces children." He glances into the hood of the car and feels like he's just answered his own question.

Anya vocalises what everyone is thinking. "This is going to cost a small fortune to fix up."

The Woods family members all nod to agree. A sadness takes over Anya. "Money that Raven doesn't have." Seems like Raven's birthday wish won't be granted this year, no matter how much she wants to help out the younger girl, she just can't afford all the parts herself.

Lexa looks over her sister, she isn't really sure what's going on between Raven and Anya; but she can see how bummed Anya is at not being able to do this for her friend. "I've probably got about 400 bucks in my account."

Lincoln quickly follows Lexa's lead. "I have maybe 200 I can throw in."

Gustus is becoming more proud of his children by the second, he decides to assist too, this obviously means an awful lot to his offspring. "I'll tell you what. Whatever you guys can muster amongst yourselves, I will match."

Anya beams at her Dad and Gustus knows that his work here is done, he moves back into the house.

She turns back to Lexa and Lincoln. "You guys don't have to do that you know."

Lexa shrugs. "She's our friend too An."

"Yeah it's no biggie sis." Lincoln adds.

Raven, Clarke and Octavia have apparently exited Clarke's house and bound over to the driveway. Raven in particular is excited to see her baby again; the car, not Anya.

"So, what's the verdict?" Anya smiles at the way Ravens voice is laced with pure joy, this will be absolutely worth it.

"I hope you're ready to work your ass off Reyes."

Raven practically squeals with delight she was so sure Anya was going to tell her that there was no chance.

Clarke slips an arm around Lexa's waist. "Want to come back to my place and make out."

"Always." She looks over to the rest of the group. "Catch you guys later."

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Clarke and Lexa find themselves chilling out on Clarke's couch, wrapped up in each other, some TV show playing away for some back-ground noise. Clarke is tracing her fingers over Lexa's, and pulls the brunettes still bandaged hand into hers.

"How's your hand feeling?"

Clarke speaking pulls Lexa out of her reverie she had been just enjoying the moment, like she does anytime she and Clarke are together. "It's a lot better. It's stopped throbbing anyway."

"When do you think you'll be back fully functioning?" Clarke doesn't immediately realise the connotations of her question.

Lexa smirks. "Why, do you have big plans for my hand Clarke?"

Clarke laughs and playfully smacks Lexa's hand away. "I was thinking more about when you might be able to play soccer again. I'm really looking forward to watching."

Lexa casts her mind back to Friday night and the gusto with which Clarke supported Octavia. "I'm looking forward to you watching."

They smile at each other, and then settle back into a comfortable silence. It's not long before Clarke starts to think out loud again.

"Do you really think Anya and Raven will be able to fix up that car."

Lexa laughs out loud at the look on Clarke's face, clearly the blond doesn't think they can. "I know Anya will give it her best shot." She pauses before adding flippantly. "It's going to cost me a small fortune."

Now clarke is confused. "What do you mean?"

Lexa is slightly sheepish. "Well we know Raven doesn't have much cash, and that car is basically going to be a money pit when it comes to parts, Lincoln and I are chipping in, so is my dad actually."

Clarke smiles, what an incredible family that's she's had the good fortune of having moved into her street. "I'm sure I can raid my piggy bank too."

Clarke can't help but voice her next question. "What do you thinks going on with Anya and Rae?"

Lexa has asked herself the same question on more than one occasion. "I honestly have no idea. Anya is seriously the most private person I've ever met; if there is anything going on, the information will definitely break from Raven, so you'll probably know before I do. Before this whole car thing, I wasn't sure if it was Anya and Raven or Anya and Bellamy."

Lexa shrugs. Clarke muses. "Yeah, I wasn't sure what was going on with Bell either, Raven seemed to be fairly interested in that development."

"Maybe An and Rae are just friends and my older sister is actually banging Bellamy, maybe we'll never know."

Clarke giggles. "Trust me we would absolutely know if Anya was banging Bellamy, as much as I love him, he would not be able to keep that information to himself."

They both laugh. "I'll guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens."

"I guess so." Clarke places her hands on either side of Lexa's faces and pulls those gorgeous lips closer to her own. "In the meantime…" She wiggles her eyebrows. Lexa's lips meet hers within a millisecond.

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Anya and Raven have been nose deep in engineering manuals, researching the parts they would need to fix up Raven's car at the Woods' kitchen table for the best part of four hours. Gustus and Indra have gone out to a restaurant with friends, Lexa still hasn't come home from Clarke's, and Lincoln is up in his room with Octavia doing god knows what.

Anya needs a break, she demonstrates as much by jumping up from the table. "Drink?"

"Sure."

Anya wanders over to the fridge and grabs two sodas. "Are you hungry?"

"Not massively." Raven stands and joins Anya over in the kitchen; the younger woman is smirking. "Need a break huh?"

"Are you saying that you don't? Anya challenges.

"I guess some fresh air could do us both good."

Anya wanders out through the double doors into the back garden, before dropping herself down at the wooden table, and glancing out across the large back garden, closely followed by Raven.

"I'm really glad you guys moved here." Raven isn't sure where that came from, but she doesn't regret saying, it's the truth after all.

Anya smiles. "Me too." See passes one of the soda cans to Raven, they both notice it, when their fingers touch, the electricity between them.

"I really appreciate you helping me out with the car." Raven smiles sheepishly.

"Wow, you're grateful for quite a lot this evening; are you sure you're the real Raven, the Raven I know isn't usually this soppy." Anya quirks her brow to show she's teasing.

"Careful Woods." Raven playfully slaps the older girls arm, as she relaxes back in the chair and takes a swig from her can. Her serene mood doesn't last, and she sighs, she needs to voice what she's been thinking all the while they've been delving through the car magazines.

Anya waits for Raven to get whatever this is off her chest. "I appreciate you helping me with the car." The brunette repeats. "But I think we both know there's no way I can afford all of the parts that it's gonna need to get it back up and running."

A sadness descends on her features, and Anya smiles, happy that she has such wonderful friends and family; she's had a text from both Lexa and Lincoln confirming that both Clarke and Octavia are ready and willing to contribute to the 'get Raven her wheels birthday fund.'

Raven sees the grin on Anya's face. "What?"

"We'll get the parts Rae, don't worry about it."

Raven's initial emotion is anger. "I'm not some charity case Anya."

Anya should have known that Raven would have jumped immediately to that conclusion, it actually makes Anya a little angry in return. "No you're not. You're an amazing friend; and an incredible person who would do anything for anyone else; which is probably why I didn't even have to ask, Lexa, Lincoln, Clarke, Octavia, hell even my Dad to help out, they just offered."

Raven is taken aback, firstly by the fact that everyone has been so generous, and secondly by the level of emotion Anya is displaying. Raven Has no answer for her, she doesn't know what to do for the best, but she knows what she wants to do, and for once in her life she's going to do something for herself for once.

She leans forward and meets Anya's lips, its takes the older girl a couple of seconds to get over the shock of what's actually happening, but when she does, she kisses Raven back with a desire she didn't know resided in her; they both get fully lost in the kiss. Until Raven starts to panic. She pulls back as quickly as she initiated the kiss, leaving Anya confused all over again.

Raven touching her own lip, looks at Anya like she's just grown a second head, she can't deal with the consequences of her actions right now, she's too conflicted, too scared.

"I have to go." And she gone before Anya has a chance to react.

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