Scandals Aren't All Bad

Bellarke.

Clarke's POV
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Clarke had spoken to Octavia saying that she wanted to talk to Lexa alone and she needed to figure out a way how. Suddenly, she had an idea. Rising from her desk, she shuffled her way over to the teachers desk. Accidentally, she tripped over her own self and she reached out to grab something to stop herself. She knocked into the big brown wooden desk, then she saw coffee flying until the cup hit Ms. Woods in the chest, then bounce onto the floor.

"SHIT!" The teacher shouted pouncing up onto her feet. Obviously it was hot. And honestly it was a mistake.
She didn't mean for this to go downhill so fast.

Clarke wanted to help in any way she could but the teacher didn't seem to want her help.

The brunettes' eyes flickered up towards Clarke and Clarke swore she could see fire lighting up in her eyes.

Shit.

Clarke was officially scared as hell. She struggled for words but none came to mind.
Bad time to be speechless Clarke. The blonde thought bitterly, swallowing hard.

"Oops." She said finally.

Oops? Oops?

Did she seriously just say oops? No apology? Nothing. Just... Oops.

"Oops?" Lexa repeated speaking through her bared teeth.

"Yeah, oops as in it was an accident Lexa." Clarke realized her mistake but it was too late to take it back. Her teacher had heard her, as well as the filled class of teenagers.

"Clarke," Ms. Woods began,

"We've been over this. Its Ms. Woods to you. You do not have the right to call me by my first name." The girl stated harshly. Probably harsher than intended.

Once her teacher had told her to sit, Clarke let out a huff and shuffled over to her desk. She could feel Lexas eyes burning into her back. Watching her walk away with every step.

She plopped down on her seat.

"That didn't look fun Clarkey," her friend said giggling.

Clarke glanced over with an eye roll and she couldn't help but smile. "I've got her right where I want her." She murmured quietly.

"What was that?" Octavia obviously hadn't heard her and Clarke knew what she said wasn't good.

"Nothing." She answered instead.
She decided to at least try and focus on her work. She had to keep her grades up, and if she kept gawking at her early-twenties year old teacher, her grades will plummet without a doubt.

"Yeah Ms. Woods, take it off!"

Clarke heard a far too familiar voice and she closed her eyes tightly.

Shit. Shit shit SHIT SHIT SHIT.

Was all Clarke could think of. This could not end well. For John Murphy or for her... gorgeous... flawless... teacher. The blue eyed girl shook her head vigorously. Get those thoughts out of her head Clarke! She scolded herself.

The blonde, along with the rest of the class, watched the exchange between the ruthless teacher, and the troublemaker boy.

"Well Ms. Woods, I wouldn't pick you as a lesbian." The boy laughed at his own joke and others made Oooo noises.

Her eyes traveled over to the adult standing at the front of the class, playing nervously with the rim of her shirt.

Cute. Clarke thoughtfully pondered.
No stop it Griffin! She gave herself a small lecture in her head.

Just as Clarke thought it couldn't get worse, it did. Finn decided to speak up, backing Murphy.

But his comment wasn't just directed to Lexa. It was directed to her as well.

Clarke's eyes widened in complete shock. She swore she got paralyzed but maybe she was just paranoid.

"Excuse me?" The green eyed girls' voice sounded like it cracked but Clarke was crazy enough as it was. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest, trying to break out.

Finn just didn't know when to shut up, did he. Clarke decided to give it a shot. "Finn," before she could even tell him to give it a rest, her ex boyfriend silenced her. But he didn't even shoot a glance in her direction. "It would be nice if you could at least show the decency to look at me," Clarke grumbled loud enough for him to hear.

Okay okay good. Ms. Woods is kicking them out. Good. Clarke sighed relieved that the worst was over. But Murphy decided to push the last remaining buttons.

Oh my God he's seriously talking about masturbation? He's seriously loosing it. Clarke couldn't have predicted what murphy said next. Directly to Clarke.

She wanted to yell at him. She wanted to jump at, attack him and hit him repeatedly in the nose..but she forced herself to stay calm. Blinking multiple times, she thought of a response.
"I'm sorry?" Now she knew her voice was cracking.

She wanted to shout out that she wasn't in love with her teacher. But she couldn't bring herself to do so.

Her eyes traveled down to the surface of her wooden desk, which was covered with Clarke's text books and notebooks.

Once they had left, along with Ms. Woods, Clarke rose to her feet. "I'm going to be sick." She said horsely and in a raspy voice. "Yeah go take care of yourself." Octavia smiled warmly to her friend. The blonde jogged out of the class, grasping at her stomach.

She ran down the hall and shoved open the bathroom door. She hasn't expected to see anyone but it was the public restroom. She wouldnt be the only one in there. But...
She hadn't expected to see Ms. Woods in here. Wouldn't she be in the teachers bathroom? Apparently not.

Clarke froze at the door and saw Ms. Woods had her white blouse in her hands, running it under water.

"Clarke." The teacher said in shock.

The blonde almost didn't hear her. Her eyes trailed down to Lexas almost shirtless body. She noticed her toned stomach, from under her black tank top, and her arms looked firm and muscular. She was just absolutely gorgeous.

"Hello?!" The door swung open and knocked Clarke down to the floor with a grunt.

"Clarke!" She saw Ms. Woods rush over, and set her hands on Clarke's arms. Her hands were wet from the water so the water was slightly soaking into her shirt.

"Clarke I'm so sorry!" The blondes eyes trailed up to reveal a man hovering over them as if checking to see if Clarke was alright. "I'm sorry, who are you?" Ms. Woods demanded.

"I'm bellamy. Octavias older brother, and Clarkes soon-to-be boyfriend. And you are?" The black haired boy narrowed his eyes suspiciously towards the brunette.

"You can call me Lexa." She offered and shook his hand.

"Oh yeah. He can call you by your first name and I can't." Clarke croaked mockingly.

"He's not my student, Clarke." The way Lexa said Clarke's name seemed to be forced. She sounded like she was trying to say shut up without actually having to say those words.

"Wait a second, are you a teacher here?" Bellamy asked trying to get all the details worked out.

"Yes I am." The brunette rose, pulling Clarke to her feet and walked over to the still running water, shutting it off.

"Isnt that a little inappropriate to wear?" The boy gestured to Lexa who was clenching her jaw. "As a matter of fact, it is. But Clarke spilt my coffee on me earlier so unfortunately, I have no other choice." The teacher said in a harsh tone.

Bellamy seemed to be shaken up so he shifted on his feet. "Okay then." He said awkwardly.
"Clarke Octavia said you were feeling sick. I came to check on you."

"Thats sweet Bellamy but this is the ladies room. You can't be in here." Clarke gestured around.

Bellamy didn't seem to care. Instead he cupped the sides of Clarke's face, turning her head around to see if he had bruised her on his way in.
"I also need to talk to you."