Walking The Line - a Clexa modern AU

What A Feeling

Lexa's POV

She was killing me softly with her stare. I could feel how she was watching me closely. For now the students were to think about cooking as art. A french student was to come and discuss it with them in a few days. I like to have my students opened to everything but not anything as art . They were so open to this, it was just amazing how the debates turned out, most of the time with Clarke arguing with someone about the true meaning of values. I smiled at the memories. Clarke. As I turned to the students once again, I saw Raphael entering the room. I hadn't met him in person but we interacted a lot and knew what he looked like.

"Ms Keryon." I shook his hand and was about to bring the class attention's to him when Clarke interrupted.

"Raphael?!" She stood up and ran toward him as his eyes widened.

"Ma blonde!" He opened his arms and engulfed her into a big bear hug. I smiled but it soon flattered as Raphael kissed her on the lips. It only lasted a second but it was enough to make something stir inside me. It didn't even seem to phase Clarke, she had a huge smile plastered to her face.

"What are you doing here?" He turned to me and it took all my will power not to glare at him and just nod. He then turned to the class, an armed snaked around Clarke's shoulders.

"Hi everyone, I'm Raphael as you might have guess." Everyone laughed. He had a faint accent but other than that, his english was perfect. "I'm here to have a debate with y'all about the art of cooking and cooking as an art and who better than a french to talk about that." He chuckled and so did the class. So did Clarke. Jealousy was stirring inside of me. I could see some of the girls whispering and eyeing him as if he was the first handsome boy they ever saw. I repressed the urge to roll my eyes. I cleared my throat.

"Class is about to end so just be prepared for the debate. It will take place on Thursday. If you have any questions you will be able to ask them on Wednesday or, as per usual, using my mail. Mr Guene is a cooking student from Paris so his passion and his job are what are in stake for him, don't forget that when preparing your arguments. You're dismissed." As they all left Clarke and Raphael were catching up and I couldn't help but ear drop.

"Man it's been two years already! We miss you Clarkey. You said you'd come back, you never did. I think Laura would have some colorful things to say to you." Clarke chuckled.

"Laura would kill me. But I will, maybe in the next few weeks even. I'm sorry. You know I just felt guilty after everything..." This sparked my curiosity. What had happened? I felt my heart clutch. Nothing bad I hoped.

"I know, don't worry about it we love you too much to hold grudges." He laughed and she shoved him playfully.

"Je vous adore. I really missed you." I didn't know she could speak french, that was hot. "Speaking of love... You and Laura?" He shrugged.

"Never happened. But I still laid half of Paris." She laughed.

"Oh I believe you on that. Raph le tombeur. I don't think there's a girl who ever could resist you. Except Laura but I thought she would fall eventually." He leaned in and gave her a seductive smile before whispering.

"What about you Clarke, are you done resisting me?" She swat his arm.

"Don't make me brother zone you again Raph. Besides I'm seeing someone." A smile made its way to my lips at her words. I started packing my things and noticed a few girls were still at the door, spying on Clarke and Raphael, probably trying to figure out what they are to each other.

"Is it Bellamy?"

"Nope, it's not a guy. When was the last time we spoke?"

"4 maybe 3 months ago."
"Man, I'm sorry. College can be quite... overwhelming." She gave him a small smile. "You know what, Lexa and I have an important meeting right now, as I'm student representative and all. So how about you come and watch me sing on stage tomorrow? You'll meet all my friends and we'll catch up properly. I'll send you all the infos." She gathered her stuff.