Hi everyone. So here is the next chapter we have a little bit of everyone. This one hops around a little but of course the ending will lead us in the best direction. Please review it's always nice seeing what everyone thinks and of course it makes us all write faster when we feel the love. =) If you have any ideas or something you would like to see in the story let me know. I love suggestions.

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Buzzzz buzzzzz…. Lexa groaned hearing her phone vibrate again. She didn't want to answer she didn't care who it was. She was laying face down in her bed trying to figure out what the hell happened last night. She knew she had a few too many whiskeys but how could she not look for liquid courage with Clarke flooding every sense she had. She had never been pushed off her game. She never took advantage of anyone but she knew how to smile her way in and out things very well. It's why she knew she was going to be a great lawyer even if her heart wasn't in it. She also knew she had never let a woman get the upper hand on her and Clarke well yeah Clarke pretty much owned her last night.

Buzzzz buzzzz …. finally pissed off enough she reached for her phone because someone obviously wasn't getting the clue. Also cursing herself for moving to harshly she felt her stomach roll reminding her she was a light weight and to never drink again. Costia, Gustus, her father she had a stream of messages and missed calls.

Seeing as her father had called twice she was sure she was in for a rude awakening when she did have to face him. She was hungover and in need of some serious food if she was ever going to snap out of this. Looking to her night stand across the rooms she spotted a bottle of water and aspirin with a note. Walking over popping the pills and chugging the water she read the note.

Enjoy your evening a little too much. Art Gallery? I didn't know that involved so much whiskey or a certain blonde. - Gustus

Lexa wondered exactly how he knew Clarke was involved. It means at some point last night in her tipsy or drunk walk of shame she must have been rambling. 'Clarke" Lexa said out loud smiling. She can't believe this girl got one over on her. "Sweet dreams" she remember the blonde whispering to her last night before walking away. She was sure if she wouldn't have been so thrown off she would have kissed the blonde right then and there. Something about the fact that Clarke may have been giving her some pay back made Lexa happy thinking just maybe she had a chance at getting back in her good graces.

Getting up she already knew she was late for just about everything regarding her day. Shower, food and of course facing her father. She didn't care what lecture she got today. Her plan for today was finding a way to throw Clarke off her game. Smiling to herself she couldn't wait to see the girls face this time.

"Wakey wakey sleepy heads." Raven took squirt bottle squirting Clarke first while trying to hold in her laugh. She had found Clarke's extra key outside and walked in to find both girls passed out in Clarke's bed. Sitting back a little farther knowing she was about to enter dangerous territory she squirted Octavia. Seeing the brunette shift as the water hit her face a little Raven couldn't help but laugh out loud. Going back to Clarke she squirted her again this time nailing her dead in the face causing the blonde to pop up.

"It's raining" Clarke spit out, trying to figure out what had just happened.

"Shut up Clarke." Octavia rolled over on her stomach.

Raven stopped in her adventure of torturing the two when she seen Octavia roll over. The blankets had slipped a little pooling down towards her lower back towards her ass. Raven could now see her loose tank top hanging off her shoulder noticing she didn't have a bra on and she let her eyes scan over Octavia's toned shoulders and back. She had seen the girl workout before and knew very well she was fit from head to toe. Snapping out of her thoughts seeing Clarke still looking around she took advantage of the situation and squirted the blonde in the face again.

"O I am telling you water is coming from somewhere." hearing a small snort coming from behind her she rolled over seeing Raven sitting on the table with a squirt bottle causing her jaw to drop and glare at Raven laughing.

"I can't believe you." Clarke mouthed to Raven watching her lift her finger trying to shush her.

Raven knew it was going to last much longer so she decided to take pride in her plan and started to squirt the water at Octavia repeatedly hitting her in the back and side of the face.

Watching the brunette pop up shocked looking immediately at Clarke.

"What the hell is going on." Octavia felt water hit her in the face again. Turning she seen Raven cracking up laughing on the table with a squirt bottle.

"YOU" Octavia spit out throwing the covers off marching straight up to Raven snatching the bottle from her. Raven was laughing to hard to even defend herself as Octavia sprayed water back at her a few times.

"You let her do this." Octavia turned to Clarke who was now sitting up in her bed watching the battle go down.

"I didn't…" Clarke was cut off as she was sprayed in the face. "I didn't do anything Octavia I tried to tell you it was raining and you told me to shut up so I listened." Clarke couldn't help but laugh.

With Raven finally catching her breath from laughing so hard she coughed loudly once she sat back up taking in Octavia from behind. She hadn't noticed before in her laughing fit but when Octavia had jumped out of the bed she was dressed in just boyshorts and the tank top which was obviously too small sitting high on her midsection. She had seen her friends dress and undress before but for some reason this had her caught off guard.

Octavia hearing Raven choke up she gave Clarke the death stare cause she could see the amusement in her eyes. She knew what had just happened looking down she noticed she was close to be naked and standing in the middle of the room. Turning on her foot trying to keep her composure she looked Raven in the face.

"Stop staring you perv." Octavia sprayed the water at her again. "Haven't I told both of you that you can't have this." She threw her confident face on even though she knew Clarke could see right through her at the moment. Spraying Raven in the face one more time before chucking the bottle at Clarke in the bed she glared at both of them.

"I need to shower." She spit out grabbing her bag next to the bed, she heard Clarke mumble something to her.

"You mean a cold shower O." Clarke couldn't help but laugh seeing the shock run down Octavia's face causing her to give her the middle finger and slam the bathroom door.

Clarke climbed out of the bed happily knowing she was clothed she needed coffee. Coffee was always her first step after a night of drinking or after a night all together. Walking back into the room she noticed Raven still hadn't made a move off the table.

"Raven, are you okay" Clarke asked watching her flinch.

"Oh.. umm… yeah I am good. Sorry I was thinking." Raven turned to see Clarke lifting her eyebrow to her from the bedroom doorway.

"About?" Clarke waited to see if indeed her other friend might actually be confused as well regarding the attraction building between the two. She wondered to herself how she hadn't seen it sooner. They were always bickering and poking at each other when it came to everything. I mean they both had confident personalities and loved to shine and always competing at who was the best.

"Nothing. How was your night at the gallery with Miss Voss" Raven was quick to reply and also quick to change the subject.

Smiling Clarke couldn't help but play back last night and how well she caught up Lexa. She had her pretty much stumbling over her own feet with lust and jealousy. She wondered how the girl was feeling today after how much whiskey she put down.

"Oh Miss Voss." Clarke spoke with humor in her voice. "Let just say the night ended on Clarke - 3 and Lexa - 0" laughing she sat down on the bed with her coffee facing Raven.

"Ohhaayy so Clarke does have a little swagger in her." Raven nudged Clarke with her foot.

"I tried to shine my inner Raven what can I say. I learn from the best." She pushed Ravens foot away.

"Exactly she learned from me." Octavia smiled stepping out of the shower in just a towel causing Raven to freeze up again. This time Octavia took slight note of the change.

"O put some damn clothes on please." Clarke laughed. "I don't need to be seeing you naked I had enough of you in bed last night stealing the covers." Clarke joked.

"Your one to speak Griffin." Octavia tossed the pillow at the back of Clarke's head.

"Okay I am headed out. Catch you both later on campus." Raven spoke before either of them had a chance to say anything they heard the door slam behind her.

"What was that about?" Octavia asked curiously, wondering if she did anything wrong.

"I am not sure, maybe bad date last night or something." Clarke spoke knowing it wasn't true. She damn well would have put money on it that Raven took off due to seeing Octavia half naked once again. She'd pester her other friend later.

"Let's get moving before both of us are late to class today." Clarke said heading for the shower and dropping the subject because Octavia started asking more questions.

Lexa had made it through her father's torching lecture of the day but she was happy to say it was a full on staff meeting rather than her just hearing the never ending wheel get pushed. She was also happy that somehow her father didn't know of her partially drunken adventure last night and she was going to have to thank Gustus for that along with the medicine man's power from this morning.

Standing in the bar leaving the meeting behind. Lexa stood staring at the walls she made note of a few places she would like to hang some new art. It was unfortunate to a small extent she didn't purchase anything last night but also completely worth it. She knew she could contact that gallery and purchase anything she saw last night if necessary. She wondered to herself what exactly kind of art Clarke did. She remembered hearing Octavia mention it. "Med student turned art student." she repeated the memory to herself. Curiosity had her wondering why such a drastic change. How could someone go from wanting to be a doctor to an artist, then she thought of herself soon to be self proclaimed lawyer but desperately wanting to build things. Maybe they had more in common than they actually knew.

"Is a certain blonde on your mind?" She heard Gustus speak up behind her causing her to jump just a little.

"Sorry commander I didn't mean to scare you." he shuffled a little.

"You did not scare me." She smiled at him knowing she was busted. "As for my thoughts a certain blonde might be on my mind but what I should be doing is thanking you for helping me escape my father this morning. I for sure thought I was never going to hear the end of that one." nodding her head at him.

"It was the best that I could do, but it was a first for me seeing you come home drunk and rambling on about a blonde who got the best of you?" he laughed raising his eyebrow at her.

"Pffftt that whatsoever was not me last night." She laughed at him again with hope shining in her eyes this time.

"I have to admit I met the girl and she is very strong willed and determined and easy on the eyes if you must approach that subject." Gustus loved seeing how taken back Lexa was. It was like she was standing on cloud nine speaking of this girl.

"That she is." Lexa beamed at him. "I will admit though I have to find a way to shock her or throw her off her game now since she got me so good last night." laughing out loud.

"What is it you have planned." Gustus asked with intrigue.

"I am not sure yet, but I am thinking about stopping by the university today just for a visit." Lexa smiled at Gustus.

"Do not get in trouble." Gustus points his finger at her.

"I would never." she winked back at him before walking out of the bar.

Clarke took pride in extra credit when it came to being able to enjoy the art studio to herself at the university. She loved being able to take advantage of the different styles she could explore. There had been days she just painted with watercolors or maybe drew out profiles with charcoal. She loved the basic pencil drawing as well and she always carried a sketchbook. She didn't show too many people her sketches most that she kept in her book were personal.

Her plan today was to sit and sketch but when she had walked into the studio there were a few people sitting around painting new pots. It peaked her interest because most times they all were in the pottery room. Walking over she took her time to admire the paintings on each pot. Painting on clay had to be different. She rubbed her fingers across the baked clay. The texture was nice making her wonder what she could apply to one of them.

"Would you like to paint one." a young woman asked watching her admire the different pots lined on the shelves.

"No no I wouldn't want to oppose." Clarke gestured back with a smile.

"Please feel free. We have so many we are running out of idea on what to put on them." the girl handed a pot over to Clarke.

"Okay sure if you don't mind. I'd love to see the grooves and lines I could paint on one of these." Clarke held the pot in her hand looking it over with curiosity on what she would paint.

"Art major I am assuming." she heard the girl laugh.

"Med student turned artist actually." Clarke laughed. "Is it that obvious?" She looked at the girl again.

"With the way you are eyeing that pot, I was either thinking you had a crush on it or you are an art student who is fascinated with everything and anything art." she lifted her eyebrow at Clarke.

"You got me there." Clarke laughed a little as she stepped to a separate table with the pot. She walked over and selected her paint types and colors. She wasn't sure exactly what would work best on clay so she tested out a few different sizes. Picking what she found she started to paint. Blending colors and mixing paints. Greens she started with green for some reason on this pot. Pushing several lights and darks across it she lost track of time. Looking up to show pride in her work she realized everyone had left. She once again was sitting alone in the studio.

Walking into the university she forgot how big the campus actually was and how she was specifically looking for one person. Left and right she couldn't find a damn thing, she had even asked around to a few people hoping someone might know where Clarke was but it seems that no one knew her or where to find her. Walking into the main office she spotted a man who looked to be wearing scrubs but also seemed like a professor.

"Excuse me sir, do you think you can help me." Lexa addressed the man.

"Well I only assist here but I might be able to help you." he smiled at her.

"I'm looking for a student. Her name is Clarke Griffin she has blonde hair and blue.." the man cut her off.

"Of course! How could anyone not know Clarke. She is… or was one of my best med students. I really hope she decides to come back." He gave Lexa half a smile.

"Can you please sign in here." the man asked her.

"Yes of course." Lexa scribbled down her perfect signature.

"Wow Miss Voss I am sorry if I would have known, I wouldn't have asked" He shook her hand acting a little more nervous now.

"No need for apology." Lexa was mentally thanking her last name for once. "Is there any way you can tell me where Clarke might be." Lexa was hoping for a positive answer.

"If I had to guess I would say during any free time or between periods now a days Clarke is always in the art studio. I can lead the way if you'd like." he started to walk.

Lexa followed the man out of the building and down a few halls. You could see the changes in the university as the majors changed along with the rooms. Less scrubs and gowns now that they were switching over to the art area. She wondered if she was walking down a student or the professor side of things. She sometimes wished she knew what it felt like to have to rush to class or enjoy the conversations with fellow classmates.

"We are very thankful for your donations by the way." The man speaking made her snap out of her own thoughts.

"Oh you are very welcome." Lexa wasn't sure what to exactly say. She wasn't even aware that they donated money to the university in the first place. She planned on looking at records when she had a chance

"Here is the art studio, I hope you enjoy your visit Miss Voss." he gave her a smile before walking off.

Lexa peaked through the windows of the studio and didn't see anyone. Opening the door she stepped in taking in the view. The studio was huge with several different stations. She walked past several paintings some were water based and others in pencil. She eyed a few abstract pieces curious to what the story behind them actually was. Stopping in front of a charcoal piece it caught her eye. It seems to maybe have been done in pencil first or some type of oil based pastel before it was darkened out. It was a picture of three girls Octavia, Raven and Clarke. The detail done to the drawing was magnificent. Stepping in closer she ran her fingers over the signature on the bottom.

"Clarke Griffin." Lexa whispered to herself. Octavia hadn't been lying when she said there was things to Clarke she didn't know. Hearing an odd band noise or maybe a belt noise from the back room Lexa followed the noise. Slowly walking up to the door she heard what sounded like a girls voice mumbling something along with a few bumps.

"Fuck." she heard a girl say loudly. Stepping into the doorway she smiled looking at the backside of the blonde who drove her crazy last night. Also knowing no other girl would use the word so profoundly.

"Miss Griffin is it?" Lexa smirked knowing she just repeated Clarke's words from the night before and now it was time to see what else she could repeat.

A/N I hope you guys are ready for some Lexa payback. =)