Hey Princess

To Princess From Ugh

Well it's been... a while. Let's ignore that I casually forgot about this story shall we. Ok let's move on. You might want to reread since it's been a while. 

Clarke POV

"So where are we even going? I haven't had a chance to look at my schedule yet," I wonder out loud.

"It turns out that we're lucky  enough to be in the same first period. History with Mr. Titus, he's pretty strict. It looks like we also have math with Mr. Kane together, he's also pretty awful if you get on his bad side. But looking at you, you have that whole innocent and pure thing going for you so you should be fine," she says in a rather condescending tone.

"Innocent and pure? Who the hell do you think you're talking t-" I interject angrily but she keeps going like I never even opened my mouth.

"Just make sure you pay attention while we are walking. I don't want you to get lost, tracking you down seems like too much of a hassle," she finishes lazily.

"Have I done something to offend you? Is there some alternate universe where I killed your family or something? Because I certainly do not deserve this cold-shoulder treatment you're giving me," I say angrily. I've literally been here for a half an hour and I've already made an enemy. She doesn't say anything to me after that so I guess that's a small victory for me. 

We enter the classroom and I notice there's only two open seats, right next to each other in the back left corner of the room. Typical. I head to sit down in the left seat but Lexa stops me. 

"Nope. That one's mine," she says tauntingly.

"I apologize your Royal Highness, I had no idea that the back corner was your reserved throne," I throw back sarcastically as I make a show of pulling out the chair for her.  However, she doesn't sit in that seat, she sits in the other one and smiles as I let out a frustrated sigh. 

"If that seats' a throne, then who better to sit in it than you Princess?" she smirks.

I'm about to reply when Mr. Titus walks in. I sit down hurriedly and look up at him. His whole presence just screams "I'm better than you and I'll make sure you know it".  This is going to be a long year. 

"Ok class take out your textbooks and flip to the World War I passage on page... well you can all find it on your own without me babying you," he drones. He seems so done with teaching. I raise my hand cautiously, aware that I might get my head bitten off for one misspoke word. 

"Mr. Titus? I'm new so I don't have a textbook," I say, fading off when I feel him glare at me. 

"You are not in kindergarten anymore Ms... well whatever your name is. You are expected to have everything prepared and if you don't that is no problem of mine," he throws back. He goes and sits down at his desk. I'm about to retaliate when I feel a sharp tug at my sleeve. I look over and see Lexa, her face serious. She gives one strong shake of her head as if to say don't. I sigh but heed her advice. 

"I'm going to need to look over at your's" I whisper. Now it's her turn to sigh, but she slides her textbook over to me anyways.

"Don't get used to it Princess. This is a one time thing, you better find yourself a textbook quick," she hisses back. I nod and look back at the small print. I have to scooch closer to her to be able to read it, and before I know it our arms are touching. I'm shocked to feel how warm she is, she's always struck me as such a cold person. It feels nice, in a weird way. She doesn't mention it, but she doesn't move away so maybe... no Clarke. Stop. You know where that thought was going but you also know there's no way you could ever think it. I keep zoning out, having to reread the same passage over and over again several times.

*RIIIIIING*

My head jolts up from the passage I was reading. Wow that period went faster then expected. I look up at the clock and realize I had been trying to read that paragraph for a good twenty minutes! Nice going, Griffin. Good way to get those grades you want. I walk out of the class room when I feel someone's presence behind me. I look back and see Lexa just silently smirking at me, as if she can read my thoughts. Wow that's a scary thought. 

"You know if you keep thinking that hard, you're going to end up hurting yourself," she breaks the silence smugly. I don't respond, instead I chew on my lip and keep thinking. She shrugs it off and says "Well here's where I leave you. Try not to bust a brain while I'm gone. You might find this shocking but you only get one of those."

"Yeah I guess someone forgot to tell that to whoever made you ," I instantly remark back, shocking myself. I'm usually not this confrontational. It's  just something about this girl that pushes my buttons. She's just constantly asking for someone to wipe that smug smile off her face. 

My comment does even make her smirk falter though. She grins wider than before and says "Aha, at last she speaks. Good I was starting to think I'd cracked you already and that's no fun. That comes later, and I can tell you're going to put up a fight." She then get's up and walks away while I'm left stunned. 

Was that a threat? What the hell does she mean by cracking me?? Oh god please let lunch come soon, I need to be surrounded by my friends. 

Finally it's time for lunch, the one class where I don't have my slightly terrifying escort following me around. I sprint over to a table where I see Octavia and Raven sitting side by side. Bellamy's sitting across from them, sulking. A few others join us like Monty and Jasper, the Ark potheads, and Murphy who probably feels right at home in this school of delinquents and aggressive kids. 

"So how've your partner's been working for you?" I ask sourly.

"Could be worse, she's pretty cool she just doesn't talk a lot," says Raven. 

"Indra's bossy as hell," says Octavia.

Bellamy just grunts.

"And Mr. Grumpypants over here is just upset because he doesn't get to claim the title of the school muscle man anymore," Octavia fills in when I raise a questioning eyebrow. 

"Lexa's so annoying. She's just so condescending and snarky and just UGH" I rant. Octavia and Raven both open their eyes widely in alarm. I give them a confused look before I hear someone clear their throat behind me.

I look back and there she is, towering over me with that signature smirk plastered on her face. 

"I didn't know you thought so highly of me, Princess," she taunts. 

"What do you want," I groan.

"What, no hello? Man, if I cared about your opinion that would really sting. I came here to give you this," she says. She pulls out a textbook, identical to the one I was using in history today. Before she hands it to me, she scribbles something onto the first page. 

"What's this for," I ask.

"Well I figured you'd need one. After all, if you just sit there all class staring at me and drooling you'll never make it to senior year. So I figured I'd do this whole school a favor and get you out of here as soon as possible," she says. My cheeks tint red as I realize she had caught me staring. I take the textbook and turn around. She walks away and I swear I hear her chuckle. Raven and Octavia are giving me "wtf" glances. I open up the textbook and smile slightly at what's written on the inside.

To: Princess

From:  Ugh