Crushin' on You

Grounders or Azgeda?

The day of the big game had finally arrived. The Polis High Grounders were set to face off against the Azgeda, their longtime rivals.

The stadium was packed to the brim with fans, all eagerly awaiting the start of the game.
Lexa, felt a sense of pride as she looked out at the sea of supporters. She could see her friends in the stands, all wearing their jerseys. Raven, wore a jersey with Anya's number on it. Octavia had her boyfriend's number on her jersey. And even Monty and Jasper, who weren't big sports fans, were there to show their support for the team.

As Lexa scanned the bustling field, her eyes were immediately drawn to one person in particular - Clarke Griffin. The Omega stood confidently in her tight cheer uniform, the fabric hugging her curves in all the right places, accentuating her natural beauty. The sunlight danced upon her golden locks, casting a radiant glow around her.

Lexa couldn't help but feel a rush of admiration as she watched Clarke prepare to lead the cheer squad. Every movement was executed with precision and grace, showcasing Clarke's undeniable talent and charisma. The vibrant colors of the uniform only served to enhance Clarke's magnetic presence, making her the center of attention.

Their eyes met in an electrifying moment of connection, and a mischievous smile played on the Omega's lips as she threw Lexa a subtle wink. Lexa felt her heart skip a beat, a warm sensation spreading throughout her entire being. It was as if time stood still.

"Smack!" Lexa was rudely brought back to the game as Anya slapped her on her head, saying, "Get it together, Commander. Focus, I know you wanna hit that, but please wait till we win," with a knowing smirk.

Lexa growled hitting her back upon seeing Anya's knowing smirk at catching her staring at Clarke. "Shut up Anya, I'm good, I'm prepared, my head is in the game, and I know we'll win. And stop talking like that about Clarke," she said, kind of annoyed.

"Whoa their pup, protective of princess already, I see," she responded, dodging the hit Lexa threw her way, laughing clearly getting a rise out of the other Alpha.

Lexa was going to respond, but Coach Indra blew the whistle, signaling for them to get ready.

*

As the game began, intense tension filled the stadium. The two teams were evenly matched, but it quickly became apparent that they were not playing fair. Azgeda was playing dirty, resorting to tactics aimed at hurting the opposite team.

Ontari Queen, the quarterback from the opposing team, continuously called Lexa names and pushed her buttons, deliberately trying to provoke a reaction. Lexa, being the alpha that she was, couldn't help but feel frustrated and angry at the constant taunting. This only brought a smirk to Ontari's face, sensing that she was close to achieving her goal of getting Lexa ejected from the game.

Lexa, known for her unwavering composure, struggled to maintain her cool in the face of Ontari's relentless taunting. The insults struck a nerve, and the alpha within her began to boil with rage. She gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing as she fought to control her emotions. But beneath her stoic exterior, the anger was profound, fueling her determination to prove herself on the field.

The crowd sensed Lexa's mounting anger, and Ontari, with a sly smirk on her face, reveled in her ability to push her buttons. She believed she had successfully disrupted her focus, sensing that she was on the verge of losing control. With each insult, Ontari's confidence grew, convinced that she had found the key to dismantling Lexa's formidable presence.

The tension between Lexa and Ontari became the focal point of the game, overshadowing the battle for points on the scoreboard. Lexa desperately tried to channel her anger into focused determination. Amid this heated exchange, a few more minutes ticked away. Despite Lexa's growing frustration, she continued to lead her team with precision and skill, unleashing passes that sent the Azgeda defense scrambling. However, the Azgeda team proved to be relentless, and just before the halftime whistle, they managed to breach Lexa's defense and score a touchdown, further intensifying the already charged atmosphere.

During halftime, Lexa's frustration grew as the Grounders found themselves trailing behind the Azgeda team. The momentum seemed to be favoring their opponents, and Lexa couldn't help but feel a sense of discouragement.

As she took a moment to collect herself, she found herself face to face with Ontari and Roan, who took the opportunity to taunt her further. But the mention of the "pretty blonde" struck a nerve within Lexa. Pushing her to her breaking point. Her Alpha instincts kicked in, and she felt an overwhelming surge of anger coursing through her veins. She began to growl and bare her razor-sharp canines, ready to unleash her fury upon them. However, before she could act on her impulses, Lincoln and Anya swiftly intervened, pulling her back, and trying to restrain her.

However, the urge to confront Ontari overwhelmed the Alpha, and she pushed past her teammates, determined to give Ontari a piece of her mind or maybe just rip her to fucking pieces, but just as she was about to reach her Clarke caught up to her and pulled her back.

"Lexa, stop," Clarke said firmly, looking directly into her emerald eyes.

Lexa's growls and bared teeth turned into a soft expression as she locked eyes with Clarke. She knew she couldn't resist her calming pheromones. But she was still seething with anger.

"They can't talk to you like that," Lexa said in a whispered tone, lowering her head and clenching her fists.

Clarke looked back at her with a confused expression at why they were talking about her but quickly shook her head and replied, "Hey, whatever it is, it's not worth getting ejected over. Hell, we both know you can take them both down, but it's not worth it," Clarke replied, placing a hand on Lexa's jaw and rubbing small circles with her thumb.

Lexa's aggressive stance softened, and she leaned into Clarke's touch.

"I understand your frustration, trust me, I want to beat the shit out of Ontari too, but I need you to be the strong and composed Alpha that I know you are," she took a step closer, her voice softening with empathy. "You're an incredibly strong Alpha, Lexa, but right now, I need you to channel that strength into the game. You can't afford to lose your focus and get kicked out, come on, you got this."

"Take a deep breath, clear your mind, and let go of the anger. We still have the second half to turn things around. I believe in you. You have the power to lead us to victory, but it starts with controlling your emotions and staying focused." Lexa felt a wave of comfort and determination wash over her as she listened to Clarke's words. The sincerity in her voice and the genuine concern in her eyes resonated deeply within her. She nodded, realizing that Clarke was right.

"Thank you, Princess," Lexa replied. Clarke rolled her eyes at the nickname, making the Alpha smile. "I needed that. I'm sorry," her voice filled with gratitude and determination.

"Hey, don't do that," Clarke said, placing a reassuring hand on Lexa's shoulder. "You've got this. Just believe in yourself."

*

Lexa felt a surge of confidence at Clarke's words. She knew she couldn't let her team down. As the second half began, she rallied her teammates and they came out stronger than ever. They managed to tie up the game with a field goal, and the stadium erupted in cheers.

The game remained intense, with both teams refusing to give an inch. But Lexa, fueled by Clarke's unwavering belief in her abilities, kept pushing forward. With the clock winding down and the score tied, Lexa orchestrated a series of strategic plays that brought her team within striking distance of victory.

As the final seconds ticked away, Lexa stood in the huddle, her teammates looking to her for guidance. She glanced towards the stands and locked eyes with Clarke, who was standing on the sidelines, her hands clasped together in anticipation. Lexa could see the unwavering faith in Clarke's eyes, and it fueled her determination even more.

With a burst of adrenaline, Lexa called the final play. The ball was snapped, and she scanned the field, looking for an opening. Suddenly, she spotted her chance. With a burst of speed, she evaded defenders, cutting through the chaos with precision and grace. With sheer determination, Lexa dove into the end zone, the crowd erupting in a deafening roar.

Lexa's teammates swarmed her, lifting her in celebration. She looked around and saw Clarke in the crowd, smiling and cheering for her. It was a moment she would never forget. The Grounders had won the game, and Lexa had led them to victory.