"Sooo…" Raven smirks, throwing her legs up on the coffee table.
"So what?" Clarke questions, throwing Raven's legs off the table and sitting next to her on the couch.
"So when is the hottie coming?" Raven questions, putting her legs in Clarke's lap instead.
"What'ca mean? I'm already here," O states, throwing themself on the oversized chair with an armful of chips and other food.
Clarke rolls her eyes, moving Raven's legs again as she goes to the kitchen.
"I'm sorry O, but Woods is givin' you a run for your money," Raven says, easily catching the bag of chips beamed at her head with a laugh.
"Will you two shut up?" Clarke groans, coming back into the living room with four two liters of soda, putting them on the table.
"You got the-"
"Yes Raven, I got it. Now shut up about the dumb vanilla coke, we know you love it," Clarke cuts her off.
"Hey, be nice. Woods is not going to like it when you-" the doorbell cuts Raven off this time.
"Ooooh! Hottie's here!"
"Shut up Reyes!" Clarke orders, going to the door.
"Don't take too long making out Griff!" O yells as Clarke opens the door.
The blush on Lexa's cheek is evidence enough that she heard what O said.
"Hey, don't worry about them. They just need to get laid," Clarke laughs, opening the door wider, "Raven and O are in the living room, come on in."
"Thank you," Lexa mumbles as she walks in, a small book bag.
"Yeah, hey how about we go take your bag to my room? So you don't have to carry it around."
"Alright, lead the way," Lexa smiles, gesturing for Clarke to lead.
"Oooo Griff, right to the bedroom! Way to go!" O yells when they hear footsteps on the stairs.
"Shut up asshole!" Clarke yells over her shoulder, then softer to Lexa, "I'm really sorry. I wish I could say they'll stop, but they don't."
Lexa chuckles, "I can tell. Anya, my sister, is the exact way."
"Well, here we are," Clarke says, throwing open her door.
Green eyes widen as they take in the room. The walls are black, but you can hardly see them due to huge amount of colorful art. Lexa takes a step into the large room, looking up to see white christmas lights on the ceiling and four strings running the length of the room. She takes a step closer to the strings and notes that three of them are filled with pictures hung by clothes pins, but the last one is only about half full.
"Yeah, I know. It's a lot. Mom's a surgeon, so we're kinda rich," Clarke chuckles, taking a few steps into the room, "the strings are of the years of high school. You can look if you wanna, but it's mainly just the team and shit."
"Nah, I'm sorry. We just met, I don't wanna intrude," Lexa blushes.
"It's fine Woods, we're going to be best friends in like a month. I'll know you inside and out by the end of the year."
Lexa chuckles, turning a light shade of red.
"Shut up," Clarke grins, lighting pushing Lexa onto her bed.
"Alright, I'm sorry for the dirty mind."
"Come on, we gotta get back down there before they think we're having some kinky lesbian sex up here."
"Yeah," Lexa chuckles, taking off her bookbag and putting it on the mattress on the floor.
"So wait, they really called you Commander?" Raven laughs, taking a drink of her soda.
"Yeah they did," Lexa grins, throwing a chip into her mouth.
"So, you were the leader of your team?" O asks.
"Well, no. We didn't have a leader or anything. It's just, ya know, being pitcher you kinda hope the team together."
"Amen to that," Clarke laughs.
"Hey! I take offense that that!" Raven argues.
"Yeah, me too!" O states.
"You guys left a tournament game because I wasn't there," Clarke raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah because you were taken off the field on a stretcher!" O defends.
"Wait, what?" Lexa questions, looking at the blonde.
"I got hurt during a game, I thought I told you that. I don't play anymore," Clarke shrugs.
"Clarke hates talking about anything that had to do with people caring for her," Raven rolls her eyes.
"No, I just don't want to talk about what happened in the past. I'm the manager, let's leave it at that, alright."
"It's alright Clarke, I understand," Lexa says, reaching out and touching Clarke's thigh.
"You do?" Clarke whispers, blue eyes meeting green.
Lexa nods, her eyes speaking for her.
Raven leans in close to O, "Ha! GAAYYY!" she whisper yells.
They all laugh, the moment gone.
"So, Woods," Raven says, turning to face the brunette.
"Oh no," Clarke groans.
"Shut up!" O chuckles, watching with amusement.
"Lexa, so… You're single right?"
Lexa nods with a chuckle.
"So, you like girls, right?"
"We already know that Reyes, she's a lesbian," Clarke scoffs.
"So do you have a problem with underage drinking?"
"What?"
"Answer the question!"
"No?"
"Alright good, because I need a drink to handle this gay shit," Raven says, pulling a bottle of wine out of her bag.
"Wait what? You drink?" Lexa questions.
"Yup! I'm the bad kid of the team," Raven grins, taking a long sip.
"And you expect me not to tell anybody?" Lexa questions.
Raven shrugs, "I dunno. You seem like you'd do what's best for the team, and I am what's best for the team."
"I'm always amazed on how blunt you are when you break it to people Reyes," Clarke rolls her eyes.
"I'm charming," Raven scoffs.
"Wait, so the whole team knows you're a drunk? And nobody does anything?" Lexa asks, looking at the other girls, well, people.
"Yup," Raven pops the p.
"It's one of the things that hold us together," O says.
"And Reyes isn't a drunk, she just…"
"Just breaks the law all the time?"
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"So we good?"
"I guess," Lexa shrugs, "I mean as long as you don't try to get me to do anything."
"No, I'm good without sharing," Raven chuckles.
"Alright then," Lexa says.
"So, you're gay and single. You one of those gays against bi people?" Raven asks.
"Uh, no?"
"So you'd date a bisexual chick?"
"Yeah," Lexa blushes, doing her best not to look at Clarke.
"You like blondes?" O questions, leaning closer to the new girl.
"I mean, I don't really… I've only had one girlfriend. She had black hair."
"Ooo, a girlfriend? How about story time?" Raven questions, leaning back and using O as a backrest.
"I mean, not much to say. We were friends when we were little. She was my first kiss and my first love and yeah…" Lexa drifts off.
"Sounds like me and Finn. He was my childhood best friend. He was great, or so I thought. Then it turns out that he was also dating Clarke here. And it fucking sucked," Raven says.
"Hell yeah it did," Clarke agrees.
"So what happened with you and the chick?" O questions.
"She died. Well, was murdered."
"Holy crap."
"Shit dude."
"Yeah, I don't usually talk about it much, I mean… Not much to say. She was there one night and gone the next, that's what happens when you live in between the gang lines and you haven't picked a side. That was eighth grade, it's been a few years. I've grieved and seen a few people about it," Lexa shrugs.
"Well that's dark as hell," Raven observes.
"CLARKE!?" a voice yells from downstairs.
"That's Aden," O states as a blond boy runs into the room and throws himself on Clarkes bed.
"What'ca want kid?" Clarke chuckles, pulling him into a hug.
"Nothin', I just got home," he grins, then sits up, eyes wide at the new girl.
"Aden, this is Lexa. She just moved here and is on the team," Clarke introduces.
"Hi Lexa. You're pretty," Aden grins, sticking out a hand.
Lexa blushes, "thank you Aden, you're quite the charmer," she shakes his hand.
"Clarke!" he turns to the blonde and attempts to whisper, "I think you should date Lexa. She's really pretty."
Clarke blushes, ignoring the laughs from Raven and O, "thanks for the advice kid. Go play your games."
"Okay," he presses a kiss to her cheek before running out of the room.
"He's adorable," Lexa smiles.
"Already in love with the fam. Ha! GAAYYY!"
"Shut the fuck up Reyes," Lexa laughs.
They laugh, "I think you're going to fit right in Woods."