I don't care (what they say about you)

First Day

Lexa stepped out of the car, hoisting her backpack onto her shoulders as her gaze drifted to the large high school building in front of her. Polis High School: Home of the Arkers. At least that's what the sign at the end of the school's street said. She sighed to herself as she shut the door to the black car. She waved to her adopted mother as she drove off before walking up the steps and into the school. She went straight to the school's office.

"Good morning." The woman at the front desk asked in an all too cheery voice. "How may I help you today."

"Hi. I'm Lexa Woods." Lexa said; raising her forearms onto the desk to lean on them.

"Oh. You're the new student!" The blonde haired, obviously dyed, lady grinned. Her overly cheery act was making Lexa queasy. "I'm Ms.Gravens." She said and handed Lexa her schedule. Lexa took her schedule and looked it over.

"First period: English. Mr.Levens." She read out loud.

"That's in the upstairs B hallway. Just take the stairs on the left and you'll see the sign. Lexa nodded and mumbled a thanks before walking out of the office. She climbed up the stairs and glanced around. She located the B hallway and walked towards.

"Room 212." She saw on her paper when she glanced down at it. Luckily it had been only the second door on her left. She took a deep breath before pushing open the door.

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"Damn. Damnit, damnit!" Clarke muttered to herself as she practically ran down the hallway towards Mr. Levens' classroom. She had under a minute to get there before the bell rang. Right as she was in sight of the classroom the bell rang. The blonde cursed again to herself. Just her luck she was late. She walked into the class and went straight to her seat.

"Griffin. You're late." The teacher said as he marked her tardy.

"I'm sorry sir." She said as she took her seat at the back of the class, near the window.

"Don't let it happen again." Mr. Levens said simply. "Alright class, get out last night's homework please." Clarke opened her bag and started going through.

"Fuck don't tell me..." Clarke muttered and realized she had forgotten her homework. Probably left it on her bed after doing it last night.

"Clarke?" She looked up to Mr. Levens looking down at her.

"Sir...I think I left it at home." She told him. He sighed and shook his head before continuing to the next student, collecting the papers.

"Not a good start today." He said as he walked back to the front.

"You have no idea." Clarke silently groaned before putting her head on her desk. Today was not her day, just like almost every other day. She had woken up late this morning, so she didn't have time to grab breakfast. She had to change her clothes twice after spilling coffee on herself. And because she woke up late she had missed the bus to school so she had to run all the way there. Now being late and not having her homework. Clarke wanted to shrivel up and die.

"Hey Princess." She heard a sneer in front of her. She squeezed her eyes, willing the person to go away. "You going to answer me or not." The voice sneered again. She sighed and looked up at the boy known as Cage Wallace. The right of him sat Carl Emerson. They both were looking at her with sly grins.

"Why so late this time Princess?" Cage asked as he leaned on her desk. "Did mommy not wake you up in time?" Carl snickered at that. Clarke looked away, trying to ignore him. Everyone knew how Clarke's mother was always too 'busy' for Clarke. After her father's death Abby had immersed herself in her line of work. She barely had time to even say hi to Clarke anymore, let alone wake her up in the morning. Clarke couldn't even remember the last decent conversation they had together.