When Paths Cross *A Clexa FanFic*

Chapter Three

Lexa's POV

My day was already off to a great start. Woke up and found my.. Pike gone. Which wasn't surprising, he was always either at work or passed out on the couch hungover. You'd think he's a hard worker from how long he's gone but really he's just out there touching some young girl's ass and lying to Stacey's, my guardian,face. I didn't even wanna think about him, I didn't wanna see his face. Not ever. But I did. Nevertheless, I hated both Stacey and Pike.

Sure our house was big. We lived in the rich neighborhood and all but, I still miss her. I had everything. A maid,a big house, scholarship,a business already on hold for me to take over when I'm old enough and a wealth waiting for me. But the one thing I didn't have was that girl. Gosh is she beautiful.

I was lucky to run into her but I had already learned her name by then and where she was moving from and why. Word gets around the school fast and I'm always the first to know. Clarke Griffin moved from Arkadia to Trikru. Trikru is a large city while I heard Arkadia is a small town. As the grounders and I made our way out the doorway so we could skip class I bumped into somebody. I bumped into her.

She's beautiful.. I silently thought as I stared at her. After minutes of awkward eye contact I held out my hand and helped her up. She was light and so were her bright blue eyes. Our hands were still intact, her hand was soft I didn't wanna let go but I did. I watched as she rambled on with excuses, I could feel a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips but I let it fade away quickly. I quickly withdrew my stone face that I was known for and gave a slight nod walking past her.

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I couldn't stop thinking about those piercing blue eyes that lay against her light skin. Her pale lips moving in such a way as she talked,it made me dizzy just thinking about her. It made my heart ache and my stomach churn. What's wrong with me? I wonder if she's gay? She didn't look exactly straight in that outfit of hers but I know that I look far from straight. Everyone already knows I'm gay ever since I started dating Costia.

I felt a nudge on my shoulder as I brought a cigarette to my lips. I only smoked when I was stressed or nervous. I don't know why but I felt nervous, but not in the pit-in-my-stomach-fear way I felt rushes of adrenaline. I shot a glare at Bellamy but instead of killing him I followed his nod towards a girl. It was Clarke. Clarke was staring right at me. With her blonde hair sitting perfectly on her shoulders her blue eyes finding my green eyes.

Bellamy smirked leaning into my ear "When're you gonna screw her? I won't tell Costia.." I locked my jaw and shot him a glare which quickly shut him up.

"I'm not screwing anybody." I grunted my eyes still locked on hers. A couple of the other guys caught on and started snickering, if it weren't for Clarke I would've killed them but I wanted to spend a few more seconds looking at her. Just a little bit. I pulled the cigarette away from my lips and breathed out a cloud of smoke, a smirk playing on my lips as I held my gaze on her. I quickly put the cigarette back on my lips and shot everybody a glare which made them stop, averting their eyes from mine.

As I made sure everyone was silent I turned my back so they wouldn't get any ideas that I had a liking for Clarke. I didn't. I wouldn't. Costia would.. Costia would be upset. I quickly glanced over my shoulder our eyes locking again, I gave a quick wink with a smirk and looked away.

Is she straight?

Thats the question that played in my mind. But I couldn't afford to think about her. Not now. I took out another cigarette lighting it but as I brought it to my lips a hand grabbed it and tossed it away. I quickly looked at whoever dared to do that,nobody ever dares to even look my way.

"Lincoln.." I sighed knowing what was coming next.

"Lexa.." he sat on the ledge besides me. I realized he wasn't wearing his jacket, most people would be beaten up and kicked out of the group but I couldn't do that to Lincoln. He helped me and I owe him many favors.