Kiss me, Not

The Disaster

*4 years ago*

"Please Welcome our first year - top student, Lexa Woods!"

A thunderous round of applause exploded the entire auditorium. Whistling and cheering were echoing back and forth to the four corners of the room by girls and boys. There was no divided attention. All eyes were on her.

Oh god... Who is she? Lexa Woods. Clarke was stunned. No, she was beyond comprehension. She was in great and utter awe at the girl standing by the podium.

"Thank you, Mr Jaha. Thank you fellow teachers and schoolmates. I am Lexa Woods from section 1-1. When I was approached by my supervisor to make a speech for the opening ceremony I was flattered ....."

"Clarke," A tall and tan brunette came nudging the blonde from her almost drooling fest, "Earth to Clarke?!" Snapping her fingers in front of her face.

Oh look at her, her posture, her deliverance. So much dignity and prowess. Her perfect brown curly hair. Those perfectly sculptured face. Clarke shook head in complete daze.

"What?" Blinking her eyes out of her day dream. Clearing her throat, it dawned on her that she was gapping wide at the beautiful brunette. Clarke looked on her right and raised her two eyebrows at Raven, "Did you say something?"

"What happened to you?" Raven asked, eyeing her best friend curiously, "Anyways. Whatever. Octavia and I were planning to hangout at the Grounders after the ceremony. You coming with?"

"Oh yeah. Sure," Clarke mumbled, looking back at the podium. Wonder what is she like? She's so smart.

"Being the captain of the school soccer team at my first year was an unbelievable turn of events. Coach Ingrid had mentioned that...."

Wow. Captain of the soccer team. What else can this girl do? Brainy and sporty. Wow. Clarke was still completely hypnotised by the speaker that her friends were watching her in bafflement.

"What's wrong with her?" The tiny girl asked, gazing directly at the blonde's gawking face.

What? What happened to my view? Octavia? Clarke gritted her teeth in annoyance. "Ocatvia..." She hissed, shoving Octavia's face away. "What? Where is she?" Clarke stood up from her seat and craned her neck above the sea of heads around the hall. No! Where did Lexa go?

"What's wrong, Clarke? Who are looking for?" Octavia asked looking around for anyone in particular. Clark slumped back on her seat and sighed. Feeling defeated by the lost of the intimate moment with Lexa.

"What?!" She spatted, glaring at the tiny girl tugging her sleeves.

"Woah. Chill, C. What's up with you? You looked so distracted," Raven inquired still peeking at her questionably.

"Oh... nothing. Sorry. Must be that time of the month again," Clarke apologised, wringing her fingers on her lap. All of a sudden, as if a tiny light bulb lit up inside her little brain. She had a bright idea, " Hey Raven, my oh-so-genuis best friend," Raven was taken aback, she scrutinised the blonde for a brief second, followed by a nod, "you're in section 1-1 right? Do you know Lexa Woods?"

Raven arched her eyebrow up, "Lexa?" She shrugged her shoulders and tapped her chin with her index finger, something that her best friend would always do when she's thinking hard. "Nothing much. She's really quiet and always like to keep to herself and her friends. See that girl," pointing at the first row at a mild blondie, fair with a very distinct high cheek bones, who was turning her head behind talking to someone. Clarke and Octavia nodded, "that is Anya and that bald guy on her right that is Lincoln," now pointing at the tall, bald and well-built black guy who was laughing with Anya and some people on the second row.