haunting her (heart) | clexa {ghost au}

10. getting to know others

clarke: there's a new girl and she's rude

lexa: another bully smh

clarke: worst part is she's my partner in english

lexa: you're dead, kiddo

clarke: did you just quote paris hilton?

"are you liSTENING TO ME?!"

clarke flinched and looked up from her phone at the girl in front of her who was crossing her arms. she shamefully put her phone away and straightened up in her seat. "sorry."

"stop not listening just because you're afraid of me!" raven rolled her eyes and looked away, then surprised when she heard the blonde's laugh.

"oh, i'm not afraid of you. i'm more afraid of fucking up in front of people including those that hate me. i'm more afraid of when i get called or read or speak in front of the class. do you think i'm scared of one person? no. and i just need to finish this essay idea before i get even more embarrassed." clarke looked down at their assigned excerpt and sighed. she could feel raven's eyes on her but couldn't sense her expression. she didn't have to, though, because raven became quiet.

after a while of looking through the excerpts awkwardly, raven spoke up, "i hate this school and these people. they are so full of themselves and this town is bullshit. people always die."

"well i do too." clarke smiled, but raven didn't return the gesture.

"i wasn't talking to you."

"who where you talking to then?"

"myself!"

"oh."

as in cue the bell rang. clarke wondered if she could ask her english teacher for another partner.

"uhm, miss?" clarke stood at the doorway as the teacher cleaned up her papers.

"what is it, clarke, darling?" huh. this teacher was the only one nice to her other than mr.kane.

"uh, can i switch partners in-" she thought of a better idea- "can i work alone for the excerpt essay?" the teacher looked up from her work and sighed.

"i know some people are rude but raven's new, so try to get her on your good side-" she paused. "also, this town is going through a lot right now. it's best to work together and not alone. i know how scarring it is for someone to die in school." her eyes tore away from clarke's and onto her work. "my sister was killed when she was just 17. murder is a nasty thing clarke. they'll realize they need you too."

she nodded. "i understand."

"alright then. have a good day clarke."

"you too."

//

after school, someone caught up with clarke as she was walking home.

"hey, i didn't know you went here!" clarke immediately smiled when she heard frisk's friendly voice behind her. she turned and saw her smiling too.

"yeah...yeah! i didn't know you went either." clarke waited as frisk caught up to her and they walked together.

"how's everything?"

"it's alright. just my partner in english was pissing me off."

"huh. this school is sure full of fighters isn't it? and this town- it's terrifying."

"yeah. it is, but i've met my first friends here, including you. i'm grateful for that."

frisk smiled gently and took clarke's hand. "we've got you. and i'm always here for you. just be determined, clarke."

"thanks. you too." then she thought aloud, "do you and chara go to different schools?"

"chara doesn't go to school." frisk tensed at her answer, making clarke wonder.

"why not?"

frisk ran a hand through her short hair. "you see, her parents kicked her out for being a lesbian. she got really upset and ... killed them.  she was taken to a mental hospital. everyone thought she was a monster. but i saw the good in her, so she's now under my parents' custody." clarke was about to open her mouth but frisk spoke up first, "and i know what you're thinking. you think she's the murderer this time too, but she isn't. she isn't allowed to leave my house when i'm at school, and she can't go anywhere without me."

clarke nodded. "i didn't assume that. that's a beautiful thing you did, you know, taking her in with you."

frisk smiled softly. "i'd never tell her this because she'd get disgusted, but i really can't live with out her."

"that's really cute. i won't tell her you said that!" the pair laughed as they kept walking. then, it started raining suddenly.

"i have an umbrella, don't worry." frisk whipped out an umbrella and held it above the both of them as they walked home.