Touch • Clexa au

04

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Lexa was almost running down the halls, trying to get to the art classroom. The first bell was going to ring in 1 minute which meant they had 5 minutes to get to class.

Lexa couldn't help but notice Costia standing with a group of girls, the blonde cheerleader waving with her fingers, almost evilly.

The girls around her seemed to bite their lips and fingers, staring at the Lacrosse Captain.

Lexa wasn't really paying attention to in front of her and she ran into somebody else. This snapped her out of her confused and cautious state.

"Clarke!" Lexa yelped, grabbing the blonde to keep her from falling to the ground. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!" Lexa patted down Clarke's clothes, trying to not be awkward for once.

"Lexa, it's fine." Clarke grabbed Lexas wrists and pushed them back.

" I was just on my way to walk you to class!" Lexa smiled, shifting her math notebook in her arm.

"Lexa, you don't have to walk me to class every morning." Clarke giggled.

Lexa flushed in embarrassment. "Oh, I-I didn't know you didn't want me to. Sorry, Clarke." Lexa turned around and started to walk away, wondering if Clarke thought of her as a freak or a weirdo.

"No!" Clarke grabbed Lexa's hand, spinning her back around. "I don't mind it."

Lexa smiled, and squeezed Clarke's hand as she turned back around and gently pulled Clarke through the hallway.

A lot of students looked at Lexa and Clarke's intertwined hands, and neither girls really payed attention to them. They were both focused on the tingles shooting through each other's fingers and getting to class.

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"Coach Indra is making us take an art class today." Anya groaned as Lexa sat down at their usual table.

"What? Why?" Lexa asked, plopping a fry into her mouth.

"She says we need to focus on our emotions. Let out anger. I don't know, something along those lines." Anya leaned her head against her hand and sorta just fell into Ravens side.

"Babe, you're being over dramatic." Raven spoke, looking down at her girlfriend.

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"I am-"

"Hey, guys!" Clarke appeared, Lexa instantly scooting over to let Clarke in.

"Hi, Clarke!" Lexa smiled goofily, eating another fry.

"My art teacher this morning told me you guys were joining us for class." Clarke commented, and Lexa nearly choked on her fry.

"Wait, we're going to the advanced class?" Lexa hissed.

Lexa hated drawing if she was being honest, she couldn't draw for the life of her.

"I can help you if you want Lexa, and I don't think you're getting graded on this." Lexa nodded, suddenly noticing the lack of food Clarke had.

"Where's your lunch?"

Clarke shrugged, mumbling "I'm not hungry."

Lexa was gonna keep interrogating her, but Octavia cut in. "Party at my place Saturday night, but like, an in the friend group party. Not like last time."

"Please, never like last time." Raven groaned, vividly remembering that insane night.

"Clarke, you are definitely invited. We can't let someone who probably looks like a full course meal in a bikini miss it." Octavia smirked at Clarke from across the table, but Bellamy slapped her.