The Rainbow Shot

Chapter 24

"Hey, Lexa, what do you think of this shirt with these jeans?" Clarke asked, coming out of the bathroom. "Too casual?"

"Where are we supposed to go for dinner?" Lexa asked absent-mindedly, before looking away from the screen.

She was lying on the bed, replying to a message from her mother asking about how the game had gone.

They had won against one of the favorites of this year's tournament, the Lady Deer from Deer Park High School, which is why Indra had decided to take them to dinner to celebrate, as it was their tradition after a victory.

Lexa looked up and as her eyes went up Clarke's legs, she was sure she had forgotten how to breathe or do any voluntary and involuntary action that would involve the use of her brain.

She didn't even blink.

"I knew it!" Clarke yelled, making every muscle in her body tense.

"Uh ... what ...?" Lexa spoke, clearing her throat, aware of the idiotic expression she must have had on her face when she saw her neighbor.

She found Clarke to be simply beautiful, the light blue fitted jeans only adding to that image she already had in her head; they fitted her almost like a second skin, hugging her thighs just right, highlighting the perfect curves of her legs and her hips.

Lexa sat up quickly on the bed, her mouth opening like a fish out of water.

"You hate it ..." Clarke added, leaning her body slightly toward her.

She raised an eyebrow, studying the changing color of her green iris. Clarke could easily get a master's degree in how emotions changed the color of her friend's eyes.

"No ... I mean, I don't ..." Lexa stammered, now unable to tear her gaze from the V-neck of Clarke's shirt in an electrifying blue, her new favorite color, and through which she could perceive the perfect volume of her firm and round breasts.

Her hair fell like a golden cascade over her bare shoulders, slightly wavy at the ends, giving her a casual, yet simultaneously wild and sexy look.

Clarke was definitely very attractive, and Lexa felt like an idiot for continuously drooling right in front of her.

"I'll try something else ..." the blonde resolved, feigning a pout as she took off her shirt in front of Lexa, revealing the lace bra in the same color, her nipples reacting immediately to the brunette's widening eyes.

She turned quickly to go back to the bathroom as she hid her satisfied face and her own blush, knowing that her plan was in motion and seemed to be working perfectly. Clarke could recognize that she hadn't enjoyed showing off her body so much since the last great change, until now.

"No, Clarke, wait ..." Lexa stood up and stopped her before she would lock herself back in the bathroom for another twenty minutes.

Clarke felt a spark, literally speaking, when the brunette's fingers brushed the skin of her arm, causing all the hair on her body to stand on end.

Lexa felt the electricity travel at the speed of light from her fingertips to the center of her brain, raising the hairs on her arm as it traveled through her body.

"Auch... What the...?" Lexa snapped in surprise, quickly pulling her hand away from Clarke.

Maybe it was just a physical phenomenon, but she swore that it felt as if her thoughts had magically turned into energy, exposing the secrets of her dirty mind.

Clarke turned around and couldn't help but laugh at the adorable image in front of her; Lexa was frowning and shaking her hand as if it were on fire, looking genuinely confused.