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Mondays suck. They were the bane of her existence Lexa thought, but this Monday in particular was going to be even worse. It was the day of senior picnic at Polis Lake Park, and every senior had to go which meant Lexa couldn’t avoid not going. Sighing Lexa picked up her shirt from the bed, slipped her arms through the sleeves and started buttoning. Well this outfit will have to do Lexa thought while glance at the mirror, she wore dark blue skinny jeans with a red and black plaid button up shirt, black-rimmed glasses, and her hair was held back in a low ponytail. Smoothing down her shirt she then reached over and grabbed her phone from the desk.
Lexa: I Hate that you can’t be here with me...ugh
Anya: Sorry Kiddo: P Don’t worry just a few more days
till graduation
Lexa: I know. I just miss you
Anya: I miss you too, try to at least have some fun
Lexa: No guarantees…
Lexa didn’t interact with many students unless it was for a class, and to be honest, her only real friend was Anya. Though Anya was a year older than Lexa, so Lexa spent her senior year alone. Lexa was known for being a nerd at Polis High School, she wore glasses and even though she wore pants that always complimented her long legs and fitted shirts that were sometimes themed, whether it be squids or Mario mushrooms heads, she didn’t think she was attractive in the slightest. Part of her insecurities where due to the fact that the football team jocks loved to tease her, especially the captain Bellamy.
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Past
The teasing started all the way back in elementary when Lexa was lengthy and scrawny, she was pushed around and made fun for her glasses being too big and her clothes being too plain. It wasn’t till middle school that the teasing stopped for a while, Lexa had been tripped one day by an older boy while his friends watched and laughed. The books in her arms flying everywhere, one of which slid across the ground, smacking into Anya’s foot. When Anya looked down to see what had hit her foot, her eyes traveled the book’s path and landed on Lexa, who had a pained expression on her face while she slowly gathered the books within reach from where she fell. Anya then quickly turned her eyes to the three boys laughing, stocking towards them in a rage. Too busy watching Lexa the boys hadn’t noticed Anya coming towards them until it was too late, Anya pushed one of the boys with such force it caused a chain reaction having the boys smack into each other and then landing in a heap on the floor.
“Don’t you ever fucking touch her again, Murphy. Or next time you’ll get even worse.” Anya yelled, thrusting a pointed finger at the boy.
Wide eyed Murphy and his friends nodded their heads, and hurriedly got up from the floor, mumbling apologizes and ran off down the hall.
Anya helped Lexa off the ground and placed her hand in front of Lexa.
“Hey, I’m Anya.” Anya introduced herself with a small smile.
“Lexa.” Shaking Anya’s hand shyly, Lexa looked at Anya with hesitant green eyes.
“Are you hurt?” Anya asked with concern in her voice.
Glancing down Lexa noticed she just scuffed her knees.
“Nothing I’m not used to...” Lexa huffed, while shrugging her shoulder.
“It’s not something you should be used to, Lexa. Tell you what, my cousin owns a Dojang and teaches Taekwondo. How about you join me at one of the classes?” Anya asked softly while locking eyes with Lexa in a comforting gaze.
“I don’t know, maybe I’ll think about it...” Lexa replied glancing down at the floor.
Anya quickly grabbed a piece of paper out of her backpack and jotted her phone number and address, she then held it out for Lexa to take.
“Well, don’t think too long. Text or call me if you’re interested or if you just need a friend” Anya said.
When Lexa took the paper, Anya waved goodbye and headed towards her class. Lexa looked down at the paper with a small smile playing at her lips. I might actually have a friendship with Anya, Lexa thought. Tucking the paper into her back pocket she than made her way to class as well.
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Turns out Lexa took Anya up on her offer all those years ago and they have been inseparable ever since. Lincoln was Anya’s cousin that owned the dojang, a fifth-degree black belt in Taekwondo and all muscle. Lincoln definitely looked like someone you did not want to mess with, but to those who knew him well he was just a big teddy bear. Lexa had been training with Lincoln and Anya for 5 years now and she filled out her fame nicely with lean toned muscle. Lexa was never teased when Anya went to school with her, Anya’s intimidating self would death glare anyone she thought was going to say or do something to Lexa. But senior year rolled around and with Anya having graduated, Lexa was free game to the bullies of Polis High School. Lexa knew how to fight and she was very good at it, having beaten Lincoln in sparring matches a few too many times, but she never wanted to hurt anyone. The teasing she received wasn’t physical in high school, just verbal, but to Lexa that was probably even worse. She couldn’t see that some people looked her way and thought she was attractive, because all see saw when she looked at herself was what the jocks always teased her about, the nerd that kept to herself reading a book, with glasses, and clothes that should be worn by boys. Lexa told herself she just had to survive the school year and then she would be free to be herself.
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Present
Lexa parked her 1978 Honda Civic CVCC, in a nice shady spot and settled in her seat, preparing herself for the oh joyous picnic with her senior class. The car belonged to her father and it was kept in great condition, its red paint still shined and it drove like a champ. Lexa had always told her father how much she adored his car, so when Lexa turned 16, he handed a very surprised and happy Lexa the keys. With one final sigh, she stepped out her car, locked it, and made her way towards where the Picnic was taking place.
Polis Lake Park, was made up of small green hills and open fields, the lake nestled in the back of the park encompassed by mountains. Picnic areas were placed in various spots around the park, shaded by trees, and a baseball field as well as a playground could be found in one of the many open fields. The senior picnic took place in an area on top of a hill overlooking the lake, barbeques already had food cooking, and students mingled or decided to participate in other activates.
Just as Lexa made it to the top of the hill she spotted Bellamy glancing at her.
“Your car suits you Woods, a dorky car for a dorky girl.” Bellamy teased with a smug smile on his face.
Lexa stilled at his comment, she loved that car and it was her father’s pride and joy and he trusted her enough to give it to her, closing her eyes she took a deep breath.
Just Let it go, Lexa thought to herself. Just a couple more days and you will never have to see his smug face again.
Just as Lexa was about to walk off to sulk, she heard someone speak up.
“Bellamy, what have I told you about being a dick. It’s not nice to insult someone or their adorable little car.”
When Lexa turned around she was not expecting to see Clarke Griffin, the golden-haired girl whom everyone at school loved, and who Lexa thought was the most beautiful girl in the whole school, maybe even the galaxy.
After fixing Bellamy with a hard glare and scowl, Clarke looked at Lexa with a smile, and Lexa would swear her heart stopped. Clarke had these amazing blue eyes that she could stare into all day and that smile, that smile made her stomach do flips and a warmth spend throughout her body. Clarke was also wearing jean shorts that showed off her creamy pale skin and white shirt that hugged her body in all the right places. Realizing she was staring Lexa looked down at the ground with a blush rising to her cheeks. When Lexa noticed a pair of shoes were right in front of her, she slowly lifted her gaze and she was face to face with Clarke. Bellamy seemed to have walked away after being scolded.
“I’m sorry about Bellamy, I’ve told him before to stop teasing you.” Clarke stated as she tucked some blonde hair behind her ear.
“You’ve told him to stop teasing me before?” Lexa asked.
“Yeah…I-”
“Hey Clarke hurry up!” Octavia yelled, while waving a gloved hand at Clarke.
“Sorry. I better get over there.” Clarke thrusted a thumb over her shoulder in Octavia’s direction. “Maybe, we could talk later?” Clarke questioned.
“I-uh yeah, sure” Lexa stuttered, her heart beating impossibly faster at the prospects of talking to Clarke again.
Clarke waved goodbye to Lexa and jogged over to where Octavia was standing in the middle of the open grass field. Octavia then handed a softball and glove to Clarke and ran a couple of meters away ready to catch some of Clarke’s throws.
Lexa stood and watched Clarke jog to Octavia, when she reached her, Lexa let out a deep sigh and headed towards a bench being shaded by a tree. Wonder what she was about to say, Lexa asked herself. Taking a seat on the bench Lexa pulled out a book and began to read. Or at least she tried to read, her eyes kept wondering to the open field where Clarke was playing catch, her thoughts traveling to the time when she first laid eyes on the beautiful blonde.
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Past
It was the beginning of senior year and Lexa already missed summer vacation. She spent so much time with Anya before she went off to college, and now that school had started again Lexa was reminded of how lonely this year would be without her best friend. A highlight to Lexa’s all around gloomy day was English class, Lexa loved English class because she loved to read and get lost in books, and writing came so easily to her that essays were a piece of cake. The door had opened just before the bell rang and Lexa glanced up to see if it was the professor making their way in, at that moment Lexa’s green eyes meet the radiant blue eyes of the most gorgeous girl Lexa had ever seen. The girl’s blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, with a few strands falling around her face, she wore a V-neck blue shirt subtly showing off her ample chest and jeans that fit her shapely legs nicely, paired with white converse. The blonde girl rushed in and took a seat across the room towards the back, Lexa’s eyes had followed the girl to her seat but she quickly tore her gaze away when the blonde’s eyes caught hers again, missing the small smile that the girl had sent her way. The professor came in shortly after and began reading the names off the roster.
“Clarke Griffin.” the professor called out.
“Here.” a raspy voice spoke up and when Lexa turned to see who’s voice it belonged to, it was none other than the blonde girl, the blonde was named Clarke, and Lexa loved her name.
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Clarke had just recently moved to Polis with her mom and dad, and quickly became popular at school. Her Bubbly personality and genuine care for everyone around her drew people to her, though her looks certainly help in that department as well, but Clarke being an incredible softball pitcher is what gained her fame. Her team raised through the rankings until they succeeded in going to nationals, where Clarke lead her team to victory, destroying the Azgeda Snow Leopards by pitching a perfect game, striking out every batter that came up to the plate. At school Clarke was constantly surrounded by her main group of friends that consisted of Raven, Octavia, Harper, Monty, and Jasper. Though every so often at lunch time her gaze would wonder to the chestnut hair of the girl she couldn’t stop glancing at in English class, Lexa Woods. Clarke would always see Lexa sitting under a tree with a book in hand, her glasses having to be pushed back sometimes as she read, and Clarke thought she was so adorable. There were times where Clarke wanted to approach Lexa but she seemed like she just wanted to be left alone and Clarke didn’t want to push the girl into talking to her. Maybe one day, Clarke thought.
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Present
Lexa looked up from her book when she heard a group of boys rough housing, Bellamy and two other players from the team playfully pushed each other while making their way to the open field, Lexa guessed they were going to play small scrimmage game since one of the boys had a football in his hands. Both the boys and the girl pair were playing in the open field when something caught Lexa’s eye. Bellamy and Dax, a very tall and muscular framed lineman, were getting closer to where Clarke and Octavia were playing their game of catch. It was like Lexa had a sixth sense that something was about to happen and quickly got up from the bench, making her way towards the girls. Nathan, the running back on the team, threw the ball aiming far down the field causing Bellamy to chase after it to attempt at catching the ball, Dax hot on his heels to tackle Bellamy once he caught the ball. At the same time Octavia and just thrown the ball back to Clarke, and with both parties focused on catching their ball, no one noticed that Clarke was in Bellamy’s path and that he would come barreling down on her, no one except Lexa. Just as Bellamy was about to crash into Clarke, Lexa wrapped her arms around Clarke’s waist pulling her against her and out of Bellamy’s path, but with the momentum at which Lexa was running caused her to trip and fall to the ground bringing Clarke to land on top of her.
Clarke quickly got off of Lexa and turned to her with a look of concern on her face.
“Oh my god, are you okay?” Clarke asked as her hands hoovered over Lexa unsure of which part of the girl to check first.
“I think I’m okay.” Lexa turned to fully face Clarke, when a sharp pain shot through her side causing her to hiss in pain. Lexa lifted her shirt to reveal some scratches on the side of her stomach close to her hip, which were bleeding slightly.
“I must have scratched myself on something.” Lexa took her eyes off her scratches, to look back at Clarke but Clarke wasn’t looking at her face.
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Holy shit look at those abs! Clarke’s brain was screaming, and before her delirious brain could catch what she was doing, Clarke gently caressed her fingers down Lexa’s abs being too irresistible not to touch. Clarke was brought out of her stupor by the clearing of someone’s throat and when she glanced up, Lexa was looking away a furious blush coloring her cheeks.
“Your abs-I-I mean you’re hurt.” Clarke bit her lower lip and looked away as well, embarrassed that she had just been caught caressing Lexa’s abs without meaning to and without her permission.
“Yes, Clarke I’m hurt. And I have abs.”
Clarke snapped her gaze back to Lexa who had smirk playing on her lips. Clarke rolled her eyes and got up from the ground helping Lexa up as well.
“Are you guys okay?” Octavia asked as she jogged over.
“What the hell? Why is Lexa tackling Clarke to the ground?” Bellamy questioned as he met with the girl as well.
“Lexa didn’t tackle Clarke, she saved her from your dumbass almost mowing her over” Octavia shoved her finger to Bellamy’s chest. “I’m sorry-I-I was looking at the ball and not watching where I was going” Bellamy looked to Clarke with sad eyes at the thought of hurting her.
“Don’t worry Bellamy, I’m fine. Lexa on the other hand hurt herself for my sake, so I’m going to go doctor her up in the bathroom.” Clarke turned from Octavia and Bellamy and made her way to the bathroom with Lexa’s hand in hers.
“You don’t have to go with me, Clarke. I can take care of myself” Lexa said as she glanced down at their held hands hoping Clarke couldn’t feel how fast her heart was beating.
“I know you can do it yourself Lexa, but let me help it’s the least I can do since you saved me” Clarke glanced back at Lexa and winked at her.
Lexa gulped This should be interesting, she thought.
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Once in the bathroom Clarke motioned for Lexa to take a seat on the ledge next to the sink. Grabbing some paper towels, Clarke wet them down with some water and soap to clean off Lexa’s scrapes. As Clarke pressed the paper towels to the girl’s side, Lexa flinched but held in the yelp that was about to escape her lips.
“Sorry.” Clarke apologized, as she dapped more at the wound making sure to clean it well.
“Just a little cold is all.” Lexa stated as she watched Clarke clean her side noting how gentle the blonde was trying to be.
Clarke hummed but continued to work.
“So…early…you were about to say something until you were interrupted” Lexa said quietly, her nerves getting to her has she thought about what Clarke was going to say back to her.
“Yeah, I’ve told Bellamy before to stop teasing you, after I saw him messing with you one day” Clarke raised her head to look at Lexa, her blue eyes displaying an apology that she wished she would have done more.
“It’s not your fault he teases me, Clarke” Lexa shrugged.
“It kind of is though…” Clarke stated looking away.
“What do you mean?” Lexa frowned, while gentle taking Clarke’s chin and guiding her face to meet hers again.
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Past
Clarke had just got out of English Class and started down the Hall, when Bellamy appeared at her side.
“What’s up Clarke? Have a good class?” Bellamy looked to Clarke softly nudging her shoulder.
Clarke was about to speak up when a figure with wild chestnut hair bumped into her.
“I’m so sorry” the girl said not glancing up from her book has she rushed off down the hall.
“That was Lexa Woods, maybe if she wasn’t so busy reading she wouldn’t have bumped into you” Bellamy chastised as he watched Lexa continue to walk through the hall.
“She apologized, besides I think she’s adorable when she’s reading her books. Her concentrated face is just too cute” Clarke mentioned as she smiled imagining Lexa’s face.
Bellamy saw the look on Clarke’s face of pure adoration when she was talking about Lexa. He was jealous, Bellamy had a crush on Clarke and yet the blonde only saw him as a friend and nothing more. Clarke told him so when he tried to ask her out. So, to help boost his damaged pride he took it out on Lexa.
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It was a Monday, and like all other Mondays Lexa’s day was shit. First, she woke up late forgetting to turn on her alarm Sunday evening before bed, and didn’t get to eat breakfast before she rushed out the door. Second, her first period Math class Professor “stick up his ass” Pike, decided he wanted to give the class a pop quiz. Ughhh, please don’t let this day get worse Lexa demanded.
Leaning against the wall Lexa let out a deep breath as she tried to rid the stress of her day from her body. Eyes closed, she didn’t see Bellamy and a few other players rounding the corner and spotting her against the wall.
“Nice button up Woods, trying to impress the ladies? Though I’m not sure they’re into nerds like you.” Bellamy teased with crossed arms looking at Lexa’s attire, as the other players snickered behind him.
Lexa wore black skinny jeans with a black button up, themed with white super Mario ghosts. She glanced down the hallway looking for a way out but didn’t move, knowing that it would only egg them on, thinking she was afraid of them. She wasn’t but she did want any confrontation so see looked at the ground willing them to leave already.
Seeing that she wasn’t going to answer, Bellamy tsked.
“You’re better off just reading your books, Woods. Anya left you behind so now you’re forever alone.” and with that Bellamy and the other players continued on their way.
“Guess this day just got worse” Lexa mumbled to herself, she turned to head in the opposite direction of the boys trying to keep the tears welling up in her eyes at bay.
Neither party noticed the blonde that was coming their way.
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From across the hall Clarke watched as Bellamy stopped in front of Lexa and said something to her. Noticing the uncomfortable look on Lexa’s face, Clarke was making her way over to give those guys a piece of her mind. Just meters away Clarke heard Bellamy speak again, and she stopped, not believing what Bellamy just told Lexa. Clarke then watched as Lexa turned with tears threatening to spill as she made her way down the hall. Clarke’s heart broke for Lexa, so she headed towards the direction the boys went and Clarke was on a mission, a mission to knock some sense into Bellamy.
Bellamy was talking with a group of his fellow players when he was shoved from behind.
“What the fu—” Bellamy abruptly stopped talking when he turned to see an angry Clarke glaring back at him. “Clarke, what’s your problem?”
“What’s my problem? You’re the problem. I just witness you saying very hurtful things to Lexa. You should have seen her face see was about to cry.” Clarke raged stepping into Bellamy’s personal space.
“I only stated the truth, she’s always alone.” Bellamy argued.
“That’s not the point, you don’t know anything about her. Stop being such a douche.”
“I can’t help it! Cause whenever I see her, I think of all the times you see Lexa in the hall and your face brightens up hoping she’ll glance your way and I’m wishing you would look at me that way.” Bellamy spoke wide eyed as he realized he had just told Clarke he was Jealous.
“You’re taking your jealousy out on Lexa, because I only see you as a friend? When she has no idea I even hope she glances my way because I like her. Aren’t you the captain of the football team? Shouldn’t you be setting an example, encouraging people to do their best and not letting their pride get in the way? But instead you bully?” Clarke didn’t wait for his reply she turned on her heels and stormed away.
Bellamy sighed ashamed that he kept letting his jealously get the best of him every time he saw Lexa.
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Present
To say Lexa was shocked was an understatement, she has just found out that Clarke, the girl she couldn’t stop looking at in English Class, admitted to liking her. And Bellamy only teased her due to his hurt pride because of his crush on Clarke. Lexa chuckled.
“Wow-I-I was not expecting that” Lexa shook her head still recovering from the information she was given.
“By the way” Lexa’s green eyes stared into the sky-blue eyes she could get lost in forever. “I like you too.”
Lexa’s lips quirked into a shy smile when she saw Clarke’s face beaming with happiness as Lexa admitted to liking her as well.
With her scrapes all cleaned up, Lexa got off the ledge of the sink and stood in front of Clarke.
“Thank you for doctoring me.” Lexa stared at Clarke for a second, until she stepped forward and pulled Clarke into a hug.
Surprised by Lexa’s sudden hug, Clarke took several seconds before hugging Lexa back. Clarke reveled in Lexa’s warm embrace and wished it would never end.
Lexa broke the hug and stepped back a slight blush covering her cheeks as her eyes found Clarke’s again.
“Do-do you think maybe…um…you’d like to hang out some time?” Lexa asked softly, bracing herself in case Clarke decided to decline her offer.
“I’d love that. Let me see your phone” Clarke answered, a smile plastered on her face as she held out her hand for Lexa’s phone.
Quickly typing in her number, she handed the phone back to Lexa. Lexa then looked at her new contact info and smiled at the name that was placed into her phone: Clarke :)
“Let’s get back out there.” Clarke grabbed Lexa’s hand and made her way out of the bathroom.
They took they’re time walking back to where the Picnic was being held, hand in hand as small smiles graced their lips and every time they glanced and each other a blush would rise to their cheeks.
“So…I know it almost the end the of our school year…but maybe if you’d like, I could introduce you to some good people?” Clarke questioned with hopeful eyes as she looked at Lexa.
“I think I’d like that.” Lexa saw Clarke raise a questioning eyebrow, so she squeezed Clarke’s hand reassuring the girl that she was indeed okay with meeting some new people.
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Once Lexa arrived back home, she quickly went to her room and flopped onto her bed, letting out a hiss as she forgot that she still had scrapes along her side. Sighing she rolled over onto her back. So much had happened today and Lexa was exhausted. Her eyes were about to drift closed when her cell dinged with a message notification.
Anya: SO? How did your Monday senior picnic go?
Lexa contemplated about her day, her mind constantly thinking about Clarke, with her amazing blue eyes that held so much care in them and the softness of her hand in hers. Grinning Lexa sent a quick text to Anya that basically summed up her day.
Lexa: Well, it turned out to be a pretty good Monday :)