Lexa

By now Lexa had fallen into a routine that she could actually live with. She started getting up in the morning, going for a run and then going to the field to take a few shoots at the goal. After about the third day she noticed that Octavia was running the same route as her. They ended up making it part of their training together. They met outside Baker Hall (Octavia was in Marshall Hall a couple buildings down) and ran through campus to the field and started training. Some days they would train seriously and other days they would just mess around passing the ball back and forth, today was one of those days.

Lexa really liked working with Octavia because they were basically on the same level. Some mornings Anya and Indra would come out with them to work on what Anya liked to call 'secret weapon plays', mainly it was just the freshmen girls though. Lexa would listen to Octavia talk about whatever it was that interested her the most that day, there was a lot of talk about an older brother but Lexa really didn't pay close attention. It was hard for Lexa to focus on the words coming from the smaller girl when she kept thinking about the fact that she was Clarke's best friend. Lexa and Clarke didn't have much time to talk during class. It was obvious that they both cared about school and grades and that was where most of their focus was. Though Lexa would admit that her eyes did tend to wonder.

She couldn't help it. Clarke did this really cute thing where she squinted her eyes and stuck the tip of her tongue out when she couldn't read a word the professor wrote on the board. That look threatened to knock Lexa right out of her chair. Clarke had caught her looking a few times already but just smiled, occasionally winked, and went back to work. Lexa really couldn't take much more of this. She didn't know what is was but she was desperate to know much, much more about her. She wanted to ask Octavia but that didn't exactly sound like something that would go over well.

The pain rocketed right through her stomach and she doubled over onto her knees before she even knew what happened. The next thing she knows Octavia is running over, desperately trying not to laugh, and falling to her knees next to her. "Lexa, are you okay?" There were way too many snickers for that to be a serious question.

"I'll be fine." Lexa wheezed. "What happened?" It was starting to get easier to breath now.

"You were off in la la land and didn't catch the ball. It hit you in the stomach pretty hard." She laughed again as she helped Lexa to her feet. "Where is your head at this morning? It sure as hell isn't here."

"I'm fine just thinking about...classes...and...stuff." Lexa could feel herself starting to blush and hoped Octavia would think it was just from the accident.

"What is 'stuff's' name?"

"What? I...I...I have no idea what you mean." There was no way Octavia knew about her thing for Clarke right? RIGHT?

"Seriously? Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Octavia had a point and was staring her down, not willing to break without an answer. Lexa tried to keep her face blank but when Octavia crossed her arms and gave her an I'm-waiting look she knew it was over.

"Okay...okay...fine." Why was she willing to tell this girl she had known for only a month about everything? Lexa only ever talked about life stuff with Beca. ONLY Beca. "There is this girl," Octavia's eyebrows shot up quickly. Oh, right she doesn't know, Lexa thought. "Yeah, I'm a lesbian, anyway. There is this girl and I kinda have a thing for her but we don't really talk that much. I mean I want to talk to her but we are both busy every time I see her and I don't exactly know where she stands on the whole sexuality scale anyway so I'm probably just wasting my time." If she didn't stop now she would start rambling and Lexa hated to ramble in front of people that were, again, not Beca.

"Well all you can really do is take a chance."

"Wait, what?" Was Octavia actually giving her advice?

"Well I mean if it was me and I had a thing for this guy I'd make time to talk to him. Figure out where he is at in life. I know you said you guys don't have much free time but maybe you should make some. I mean if you really want to know her then all you can do is try." Lexa really didn't know what to say. Octavia made a very good point. She had to try and get to know Clarke. "Come on, let's get back to the locker room I've got class soon." Lexa picked up the ball that was laying in front of her feet and turned to walk with Octavia.

"Thanks Octavia. I never really open up to people that aren't Beca."

"I get it. I usually only talk to Clarke, Raven, or Bellamy." Lexa vaguely remembers Bellamy being the name of Octavia's older brother. They put their sticks back in their lockers and started the jog back to the dorms. Once they were about to split ways to their buildings Octavia turned to her again. "By the way, my friends can call me O." Then she turned toward her dorm.

"Thanks O." Lexa laughed and headed up to her room. Beca was exactly where she left her that morning. Face down on her bed with her left arm hanging out over the edge. Beca slept like a bear most of the time. That would by why Lexa tended to be her alarm. She decided that she would wake her up after she took a shower.

"Bex, wake up!" It took three tries before she stirred and lifted her head off the pillow.

"Meh...what...day?"

"It's Friday Bex." She looked like she was thinking for a moment then she turned on her side and curled up into a ball and pulled her headphones on that were still on the corner of her bed.

"Fuck that class." Aaannnnddd she's out. Lexa rolled her eyes and left to head to anatomy class and finally start talking to Clarke.

Clarke

Clarke was running way later than she normally would be and she wasn't happy about it. Kimmy Ji, her weirdo of a roommate, "accidentally" unplugged her alarm clock and never said anything to her. Clarke practically ran into anatomy class to beat the start of the lecture and flopped in the seat next to Lexa who looked a little concerned. She beat the professor's speech by about ten seconds. Clarke could still see Lexa glancing at her out of the corner of her eye. Clarke turned to her as she opened her book to try and follow along. Lexa was giving her a look that was basically asking if she was alright. Clarke smiled both to answer her unspoken question and because Lexa just made her smile.

Clarke was off her groove now. She hated being late and it tended to throw her whole day out of order. She was glad that this lecture was just review of what they had learned this week, her brain needed extra time this morning. No thanks to the bitch that she lived with. After a few minutes something hit Clarke's left hand. She looked down to see a note book with something written at the top of the page. She noticed it was Lexa's perfect handwriting...not that Clarke actually paid attention to what Lexa's handwriting was, or how her long fingers gripped her pencil, or how the tendons in her wrist flexed when she wrote certain letter…okay so she watched a little too much. She glanced up at Lexa before reading the page to see that smirk that made everything go fuzzy and completely clear at the same time. Again it made her smile, and then Lexa's eyes flicked to the page and back up at Clarke's before turning back forward. Clarke looked at the page.

Wanna talk about it?

Clarke didn't know why she felt her heart swell. Lexa actually cared and wanted to know what was bothering Clarke. The whole writing back and forth thing did feel a little high school if not middle school but they really had no other way or time to talk. Clarke squared her shoulders and wrote back as she saw a smile creep onto Lexa's face.

Stupid roommate unplugged my alarm now my whole day will be off.

She pushed the notebook back to Lexa who eagerly looked at the message. Instantly writing back.

What a bitch I'm sorry. At least you don't sleep like Beca. Seriously I think the earth could actually crack open and she still wouldn't even move.

Clarke didn't hesitate this time. Neither one of them listened to the review lecture for the rest of the class.

I'm guessing Beca is your roommate?

Yeah, we have been living together for the last 4 years.

Okay, I'm confused aren't you a freshman?

Yes, Beca is also sister...kinda. It's a long story.

It's a long class.

I can't tell you like this. I need to say it.

I understand.

Clarke wanted to know about Lexa like really, really know her. The girl had a cousin who was also her sister I mean how does that even really happen? Plus she really liked Lexa and wanted to see more of her, in both senses of the word. Clarke was a little worried about what Octavia would think since she was her teammate and they had been working together a lot lately. Yet in this moment she could really care less.

So...on a lighter note. O tells me you are one of her best friends

Yeah. Her, Raven, and I have been friends since 6th grade. Followed each other to college and they left me to get a shitty roommate while they live together. Bitches.

Yeah, that would piss me off too. Are you coming to our first game tomorrow?

What kind of friend do you think I am? OF COURSE!

Well look out for number 12. She is really badass.

Clarke laughed silently as she read the last line. Students started standing up around them and they noticed the professor had dismissed the class. Lexa grabbed up the notebook and shoved it back into her bag. Clarke wanted to keep the conversation going in actual words this time. "What makes you think you are so badass on that field?" Lexa's laugh was going to be the death of Clarke.

"The fact that none of the other players can even come close to stopping me. That includes Octavia."

"Oh really? Well then why have you and O been working out together so much?"

"Because I'm the only one that can stop her out there. We will be a force to be reckoned with." Just then Clarke's phone went off. It was Octavia, she wanted to meet up and get ready for rush night tonight. Clarke sent a quick reply saying she was on her way and turned back to Lexa.

"Speak of the tiny devil…" She was cut off by Lexa.

"Oh no you have yet to meet Beca and I can assure you she has that title patented!" They both laughed. "Plus Beca is even smaller than O." Clarke's eyebrows shot up, she had no clue there were people smaller than O in college (other than those in the Little People Society Club who actually tried to get Octavia to join).

"Well O wants to meet up before my next class. See you in chem?"

"I'll be there." This was the first time Clarke looked into Lexa's eyes when she smiled. Clarke tried her best to stay upright but tripped over her feet and was headed down when a strong, warm hand wrapped around her bicep and pulled her standing again. "You okay?" Clarke was suddenly aware of just how soft Lexa's hand was and how close their bodies were. It was comforting to say the least. Then it was over too soon when Lexa released her arm and stepped back a little quickly looking down at her shoes.

"Yeah thanks, I really should get going." They said their goodbyes and parted ways. Clarke couldn't help the fact that she looked back to check Lexa out. She really needed to know the soul behind those eyes, and she would get more insight in their next class together.

Chloe

It was time to do this. Chloe could do this. She could no longer deny her feelings for the "hobbit" as Aubrey so liked to call her. It was time to be true to herself, it was time to break up with Tom. She never thought that he would actually take it so well. Not only did he know it was coming but the words came out of his mouth shocked her to her core. "Chloe, did you really think that I couldn't tell you were bi? I mean you and I checked girls out together." He wasn't wrong about that.

"I'm still sorry about hurting you Tom. You really are a great guy, I just honestly don't see this going any farther than it already has." She had explained that she had feelings for someone else and before his last comment. She assured him that she still cared and wanted to keep his friendship because he really was a good guy. He surprised her again by asking her to do him one favor before she left. "Of course Tom anything." She knew giving into him this one last time would make her feel better. He asked for the last thing Chloe could ever think of…shower sex. Seeing as he was a Residence Advisor (RA) this year it would happen in the co-ed dorm showers on his floor. Not that Chloe minded, she was pretty confident about all of herself.

She rushed back to the Bella's house as soon as they were done because she had to tell Aubrey everything…and get ready for auditions tonight. She practically busted down the door making Aubrey drop the sheet music she was holding. "Oh em gee Bree you totes have to hear what just happened to me!"

"Didn't you just go break up with Tom? Why are you so happy…and why do look like you just took a shower? Chloe what the hell happened?

"Yes, I did break up with Tom and he was cool about it and then we had shower break up sex. But when we were about to start I heard the most beautiful low alto voice reverberating off the walls!" Chloe had started moving around the room as she talked, she tended to move a lot when she was excited or nervous. "I followed the sound into a stall a few down from ours and oh my god Bree it was her!"

"Her who?" Aubrey had finished picking up the sheet music and moved to sit on the couch.

"The girl from the fair! She seriously has an amazing voice, we need her Bree. The Bella's need her. The fact that she was singing 'Titanium' was enough to get my attention but when I pulled that curtain and saw her, it honestly took me a minute to find the breath to speak to her." Chloe felt her breath go again with the memory of seeing her naked. "I got her to sing again and when I started harmonizing with her it was honestly one of the most natural things I had ever heard or felt! I could honestly listen to it forever, I really hope she shows tonight. God, I just need to know her name!" She turned to look at Aubrey who looked like she hated everything Chloe just said. "What?"

"Seriously Chloe? Do you even hear yourself right now? You are pining after some freshman you don't know instead of focusing on the Bella's and trying to get back to the ICCAs!" Aubrey was starting to use her military voice she inherited from her father. Chloe always knew to back down when she got this way. "We have to focus on trying to get girls to join that are actually going to keep our traditions alive."

"You're right Bree I'm sorry. I guess I just got carried away. I'm gonna go change and we can head to the theater." Chloe started up the stairs before Aubrey could stop her. She promised herself not to lie about how she felt about someone. This girl, whoever she was, honestly made Chloe question what exactly it was that she was feeling toward her. Yes there was attraction but Chloe had never felt this much in such a short time. When she thinks about how easy it was to make their voices blend together seamlessly it makes all of her hair stand on end. Chloe needed a name, if she had the girl's name she could finally calm down, and she would get it. Tonight.

Beca

Beca had a long day, at least she didn't have to go to the station tonight. She couldn't help but run her father's words through her head again and again trying to decipher the meaning behind them. She was in her own world trying to figure everything out when the door flew open unexpectedly making her jump and hit her head on the shelf above her bed where she was sitting. She looked up to see Lexa with a huge grin on her face. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!? What is with everyone barging in on me today? First it was my dad, then that girl in my shower, now you charge in like a bull out of its cage…" She was cut off by Lexa.

"Woah hold up, go back, there was a girl in your shower?" Of course that was all Lexa got out of that statement.

"Lex, honestly did you hear any of the other things I said?"

"Sure I did." Beca glared at her. "Fine let me try again. What did Uncle Rick want when he barged in?" Lexa threw her bag down on her own bed before moving to sit next to Beca on hers.

"Thank you that is better. He came in and woke me up when I was technically supposed to be in my Intro to Philosophy class. He started going on about making friends and joining in at college. When he asked if I had any friends I said I had you and his answer was that you don't count because I'm your sister." They both scoffed at the line. "Then he told me that if I joined one group on campus, minus the radio station because only weirdos work there, then he would help me move to LA at the end of the year if I still wanted to go." The look on Lexa's face mirrored the surprise that was on Beca's when she heard it from her father.

"Okay, so what are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Beca put her head in her hands and felt Lexa's hand rest on her back. "Obviously I need to join something I just don't know what. I mean I literally looked at every group when we went to the fair and never found anything I liked."

"What about that acapella group? You know the one with the hot redhead." Beca couldn't stop herself from blushing when the girl was brought up. "Oh, Bex looks like someone has a crush!" Lexa teased and bumped her shoulder with Beca's. "Wait was she the girl in the shower?

"How did you figure that out?" Not that Beca could really hide anything from Lexa. Lexa just wiggled her eyebrows and laughed. "Fine," Beca continued. "Yes she was the girl in my shower. Now listen before you ask stupid questions." Lexa put her hands up in surrender but kept her mouth shut. "I went to take a shower after dad left to clear my head. I was singing 'Titanium' as I started the shower, I didn't know anyone else was in there." Beca recalled the events to Lexa not skipping the part about how incredibly hard it was not to stare at the girl. "What she was super-hot." Was Beca's response when Lexa laughed. "Well once we stopped singing and she finally gave me my towel some guy came up behind her, complimented my voice, and gave her the let's-finish-what-we-started look. Then she said 'see you tonight at auditions' and was gone. I showered faster than ever and came back here to hide. Then you barged in. Why exactly did you barge in?"

"No longer important. I think we figured out what group you are joining!" Lexa was off Beca's bed and across the room looking on her computer.

"What are you talking about? What are you searching for?" Beca moved to stand behind Lexa. "Lex you can't be serious. I'm not joining an acapella group, let alone the all-female one."

"Don't look at it as joining the group. Look at it as getting closer to that, how did you put it, super-hot redhead." Lexa laughed again and went back to her computer.

"I hate you, you know that right?" Beca really did want to move to LA and this might be honestly her only shot. Plus it didn't hurt that Lexa was right, like always. "I don't even know where or when they are."

"Got it!" Lexa pointed at her computer screen. "They are in the theater and they started…shit…fifteen minutes ago. Come one let's move!" Lexa turned and shoved Beca toward her shoes. "If we go now we should be able to make it to the end." Beca reluctantly put on her shoes and followed Lexa out the door.

Beca had to practically jog to keep up with her sister. She was taller and more athletic than Beca, they were both strong and coordinated, but Lexa go the muscle in the family. Lexa lead Beca to the back door of the theater landing them backstage. They heard someone singing a Kelly Clarkson song without any music back up. Beca instantly became nervous. She knew the song but was not prepared to sing it at all. She would have to try and wing it or sing something else. Oh shit! WHAT THE FUCK DO I SING? Beca thought as she heard everyone clap and some guy say that was the last one. Beca looked around one of the curtains and saw a flash of red. Her heart dropped. The girl locked eyes with her and stopped the boys on stage and beckoned her forward onto the stage.

"Now or never dude. Do it for LA." Lexa gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze before pushing her toward the stage. Right, for LA. Here goes nothing. With that last thought Beca stepped on stage leaving Lexa to watch from the side.