Kiss me, Not

The Spilt Secrets

After a gruelling couple of weeks, Clarke could feel herself being a nervous-wreck. Her palms were sweaty and cold perspiration were breaking free on her hairline. She quickly stowed away her empty plate and stood by the doorway waiting anxiously at wings for Lexa.

"Clarke!" Indra called for her, breaking her out of her trance.

She smiled apprehensively, "Good luck!" Indra beamed, placing her hand over the girl's tensed shoulder she tried to calm down the panicking girl, "You'll do great, Clarke! You're a Griffin! Abby's so proud of you, honey."

"Thank you, Mrs Woods. I can't do this without Lexa. So thank you," she nodded, as she looked down at what the woman slipped on her hand.

"Don't mention it. That's my good luck charm for you. Don't open it till after exam alright?" Indra winked and patted her on the back confidently. "Lexa! Hurry up, you're gonna be late!"

Lexa came strolling in with the usual scowl on her face, "goodbye, mother," casually pecking her on the cheeks.

The two girls stepped out of the porch and out into the streets with the woman echoing behind them, "Make good choices!"

After few minutes of walking, Clarke clenched her fist and felt a little pocket of felt fabric on her hands. Something squarish inside of it, is it a good luck card? I wonder what is it? She didn't noticed that Lexa was watching her from the side line.

"What is that?" the girl asked curiously, Clarke shrugged her shoulders as she zipped open her bag and stuffed it inside.

"You're mom's good luck charm."

Clarke watched Lexa rolled her eyes by the answer and walked even more faster, that with Clarke's short legs, she have to scamper a little more. As they approached the bus terminal and saw the same bus that they rode every single day, she couldn't help but being brought back to the incident that happened last week. Get your head out of it! Just stay away and focus on the exam.

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*Last week*

"Clarke! Will you hurry up! The bus's about to leave," Lexa snapped as she started to jogged towards the stalling bus.

Stupid alarm clock, I should have noticed it ran out of battery! Clarke panted heavily as she stepped in into the crowded bus. The air was filled with tobacco and staled breath, she crinkled her nose and squeezed herself in between commuters until she reached the far end of the bus. The blonde looked around and noticed that Lexa has her back against her 5 standing passengers away, she sighed again and gripped the handle pole on her right. Her subsequent nights were long and torturous brain squeezing attempts to navigate her thoughts in tackling several subjects at once. As usual Lexa was still the irritated and short tempered tutor who will scream at her at any chance she could get, but Clarke was fearless (well at least she was trying to be though deep inside her internal organs were cringing in fear), she took it all in and hoped for the best.

Ever since they started their gruesome nights, her sleeping hours were accounted for. Spending less than 6 hours of sleep was not doing Clarke any good, despite the rambling of the bus engines below her feet, the buzzing conversation of the people around her, the honking and shouting of other drivers. Her mind started to doze off, her eyes were drooping and as she clung tightly on the pole her head started to bob back and forth until it hit the metal pole with out a loud thud.

"Ow!" grimacing at the pain, couple of eyes looked at her, quickly she rubbed her forehead and stood strong balancing at the frequent breaks due to the congested morning peak hours. Clarke wake up! You can't sleep standing... But sooner than she could tell her head started bobbing again and that was when she felt it. Her brain was suddenly wide awake now, her sleepiness was completely erased out of her system. She felt it brushing against her left thigh but then it was gone. Clarke felt the sense of relief that took over as the touch condensed itself. She tried to move closer to the exit doorway but was pushed further at the tail as new passengers came squeezing in. Letting out an annoyed puff, she moved closer to a guy wearing a business suit who seemed to be minding his own business.