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"Sorry, Ma'am, but President Lexa isn't available." A girl, who was a little taller than me, snarled. She had poofy hair and weird leather outfit. She had a shoulder armor and a sword tucked in her belt securely. This girl looked like she just came from a tribe or something.

"Luna, how many times have I told you to call me Heda?" Lexa appeared behind the doors only in her long-sleeved collar shirt. The two buttons near her collar were unbuttoned, her clevage was exposed. I managed to keep eye contact with her, though, and not lower my gaze. But it was hard.

The girl who looked like she came from a tribe gave me a once over and glared at me with her threatening brown eyes before she turned around and left when Lexa signalled her to. Lexa looked at me and gave me a toothy smile, you know the smile that makes everyone's hearts melt? Yeah, that one.

"Oh, whatever does this goddess in front of me want?" She exclaimed dramatically, and looked up to the ceiling as if she was asking God or something, making me laugh. This girl does know how to make me laugh.

"I just wanted to congratulate you." I said and smiled when her eyes sparkled. She reached out and placed her hands in mine.

"No, I want to thank you for coming." She said, glancing up to the stars.

I was standing on her porch. It was already 7 o'clock or something. I didn't get to congratulate her yesterday after the election, because everyone else tried to do that, so it only caused a huge crowd outside the backstage and a riot.

When I didn't say anything, and just stared at her, starting to zone out, her eyes lit up. "Oh, how rude of me! Come in, please."

She stepped aside and I was about to go in but then someone gripped my arm. "Are you sure, Heda? She might be a threat." The same girl who blocked my way today whisper-yelled.

"I'm sure." Lexa said, and waited for Luna to let go of me, but when she didn't, she crossed her arms and, from what it looks like, glared at her. "Fuck's sake, Luna, we're just gonna drink tea together not kill each other."

"Okay," Luna said, looking at me before she left and slammed the door, seemingly pissed. I wonder why.

Lexa sat on her couch and just sat there, staring at me expectantly. I laughed. "We're not gonna drink tea together, are we?"

"Nope." She beamed, popping the 'P'. She looked overly joyed today and I dont know if it was because of her new title or that she can finally declare peace to the world. She patted the empty space beside her and beckoned. "Come sit, Clarky." She cooed, looking at me with a smile. Clarky?! Also, she said it almost mockingly.

I nodded and plopped down beside her. "Clarrkieeeeee!" She squealed and reached out for my hands. I jerked away and squinted my eyes suspiciously at hee before smelling her hot breath that smelled like alcohol.

"Oh my god, you're drunk." She didn't deny it, she just nodded and smiled. She tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind my ear and smiled cheekily at me.

"How'd you know that, Clarky?" She leaned down and stopped her face a few millimetres from my ear before she smirked and whispered, "Oh, all the things I'd do just to make you mine.." I pulled away and gaped at her. When she lunged it for a kiss, I leaned my head back and placed my hand on her chest.

"Woah woah woah, hold up! You're drunk, Lexa!" I exclaimed and gasped when she wrapped her fingers around my wrist and brought my palm closer down to her breast until I was cupping it. I tried to pull my hand back, but her grip only became stronger.

"I know you want me too." Too?! "I remember back when we were kids. I saw how you wanted to kiss my precious little lips." She smirked, making her lips brush against my earlobe. I finally pushed her away as I stood up and frustratedly ran my fingers through my blonde locks.

"You're confusing." I said to the brunette, who propped back on her elbows, staring up to me with curious eyes. "Aren't you choosing that one bodyguard...?" I trailed off.

"No!" She slurred and pointed at me. "You're the one I'm choosing."

"Okay." I said and slowly backed away, reaching out for the doorknob behind me so I can leave. It's not that I didn't want Lexa.. because I kinda do.. I mean, who wouldn't want this goddess? But she's drunk. She'll regret this after. She'll regret choosing me as "the person who'll guide her to her presidency".

I watched as she slowly fell asleep on the couch. With a small smile on my face, I grabbed a blanket from her table and spread it all over her. I smiled, seeing her peaceful state. I tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. I kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, Heda. Good luck with your new title." I whispered and left.

When I went out the door, Luna was already looking at me. Almost glaring at me. "What is your problem with me?" I asked, confusingly, making my way closer to me. She stood up straighter, lifting her back off the wall, making her taller than me again, as she stared at me as if scrutinizing me.

"I don't have a problem with you." She stated. She crossed her arms and looked away from me, licking her lips. I squinted my eyes at her.

"Your actions says otherwise." I snapped. She looked at me with an eyebrow arched, as she gave me a once-over.

"Look, I'm just trying to look out for Lexa, okay? She's my cousin and she's been hurt before. From her mother's death to the girl she loves who has completely forgotten her." She said.

"What does the girl she loves have to do with me?" I retorted, mocking her.

"You look like you're her type." I felt my cheeks redden, hearing Lexa's voice echo in my head. I know you want me too, drunk Lexa echoed.

"Pshh.." I scoffed. "As if the president has a type."

"As a matter of fact, she does." She snapped and stood in front of me, as if she was challenging me. Okay, then. I stood up straighter.

"Oh, yeah?" I snapped, as I licked my lips. She nodded her head and lifted an eyebrow. "What's her type, then?"

"Blonde hair, blue eyes.." She said.

Wait, did she just describe me? Oh, please. I'm not the only blonde haired, blue eyed person.

"I saw what Lexa tried to do." She said and crossed her arms, backing away from me. Her expression softened, suddenly. "I'm happy you didn't take advantage of her.. It proved to me that you aren't a threat, and something that'd get in the way of her dream... of becoming the president. She wants to promote what her mother has been promoting; peace. And I'm glad."

I just nodded. "I'm Clarke." I intorduced myself, sticking my hand out for her to shake.

She nodded and chuckled softly. "I know... Lexa wouldn't shut up about you." I blushed when she looked at me. "I'm Luna."

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LUNA <3