Day 5
Day 5
It has been the worst day of my life. Never thought I'd be saying that about a Friday. But to basically understand how my day feels, just take being thrown off a cliff, the love of your life dying, being told that people die when your in charge, and seeing the love of your life one more time before they're gone forever. Now multiply that by being hit by two cars, dealing with high school girls who think they rule everything, and then volunteering for three hours. I guess I'm not being fair to you, Finn. I haven't exactly told you what happened.
"Hey! Clarke, is it?" The blonde sighed and faced whichever girl was annoying her now.
"Is whoever I am relevant? Cause if not I'd like to go to class now."
"I'm Octavia, Raven's friend."
"I could honestly care less who you are. Please go the hell away." Octavia frowned and stepped in front of Clarke, forcing the blonde to stop.
"I can-"
"Make my life miserable? I've heard that before and so far it hasn't happen. I'm not too keen on people who can't make promises they can't keep."
"Of course, especially with what happened to your dad." Clarke's eyes widned and Octavia smirked. "I have connections."
Clarke took a deep breath as she watched the other girl walking away, slightly mad at herself for letting her emotions show.
"Class I- I gotta get to class." She mumbled, holding onto her bag a little tighter and dragging herself to class.
I don't know how the hell this octagon chick found out about my dad, but she better be ready for my fist hitting her face. Nobody brings up my past! Nobody is supposed to know.
Rule 4: Keep the past hidden
People can and will destroy you if you give out any information that might give them a reason to do so. To quote one of the greatest songs ever, "Don't let them in, Don't let them see, be the good girl you always have to be!" (I actually don't like the movie, but the song is my favorite thing ever. (Don't you judge me Finn))
"Fucking bitch.." Clarke mumbled as she walking into her AP history class, not realizing the mistake she made.
"Would you like to repeat that, Ms.Griffin?" Mrs.Holfeder asked, tilting her glasses down and raising an eyebrow.
'She could compete in a ugly contest with medusa if she keeps giving people that look' the blonde thought. "I said ducking pitch. The batter on the mets didn't duck when the pitcher on the Yankees threw the ball at him so now one of my favorite players is out because of a concussion."
"You like the Mets? Gross!"
"Nobody asked for your fucking opinion, Atom!"
"Ms.Griffin! Detention, my class, after class!" Clarke smirked and saluted, slumping into her seat and mumbling a string of profanities. Suddenly a familiar looking girl stumbled into the classroom, clearly out of breath.
"Ms.Woods! Detention for being late!"
"Oh come on!" Clarke recognized her as one of Raven's friends.
"Don't make me add another day! I will see you and Ms.Griffin after class." The girl looked across the classroom and Clarke smirked, giving a small wave to piss her off. She huffed and sat down, pouting slightly as she glared at Clarke.
'Yeah commander, like it was my fault you were late.' Clarke rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, discreetly sending her mother a message. She could see the girl glaring at her from the corner of her eye and she smiled.
She spent the rest of class shooting glares and mocking looks to the girl, holding back a laugh each time the teacher had yelled at the other girl for "disrupting" class. Clarke leaned back into her chair when the bell rang, watching as everyone but her and the other girl leave.
"Should I be surprised that you of all people managed to get detention on their first week?" The other girl spat.
"I wouldn't be surprised yet." The blonde shrugged, paitently waiting for whatever torturous thing Mrs.Holfeder was going to assign for them to do.
"I'll choose to not be surprised at all."
"Do whatever you want, raccoon, it's not going to get you out of here any faster."The other girl looked offended and was about to refute when the teacher walked back in.
"Get a Clorox wipe and start cleaning off the desks."
"What is this? The USSR?" Clarke said, enjoying the looks on the faces of the two other people in the room.
"Unless you want another day-"
"Of detention I better shut up. Yeah yeah, I've heard it before."
"Get. To. Cleaning." Mrs.Holfeder hissed through her teeth, taking a split second to calm down before answering the classroom phone.
"Looks like I won't be here to keep you company. Sorry about that Raccoon."
"My name is Lexa. And what do you mean? We're here until five."
"You are, not me. Watch." Clarke leaned back once again, smirking when Mrs.Holfeder hung up and made a really frustrated face.
"Ms.Griffin you are excused. For today and today only." Lexa looked shocked as Clarke stood up and started walking towards her.
"Perks of actually being a good person." The blonde said, laughing as she skipped out of the room.
She stopped laughing when she saw the look on her mothers face.
"Clarke you have been in school for FIVE DAYS. Can you please just go ONE WEEK without giving me grey hairs?" Clarke bite her bottom lip and looked down.
"How about white hairs?" She asked, keeping her face stoic as her mother let out a scream of frustration.
"That's it. You are walking to the hospital." Clarke's eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"That's not a funny joke.."
"It's not a joke! I am sick of the way you are treating me! Either find a new ride or have fun walking." Her mother turned sharply on her heel and started walking away.
"Mom come on." Her mother didn't stop walking and Clarke started going after her. "You can't be serious it's a ten mile walk from here! Mom!"
Her mother kept ignoring her and the blonde sighed, realizing that her mother wasn't going to change her mind. She held onto her backpack a little tighter and started walking out of the school.
She wasn't surprised when she got to the parking lot and her mothers car wasn't in sight.
She actually fucking left me, Finn! At first I was mad, then I started feeling a little guilty. But around twenty minutes later this douche canoe came by...
Clarke gasped and fell onto the sidewalk, gritting her teeth in anger and pain as she watched a group of jocks were laughing as they drove away.
Those fucking dicks! They ran into me! I swear to god the next time I see Raven I'm going to...
She slowly got up and started limping towards the hospital, slightly glad she was heading there in the first place.
"Second times the charm!" She felt herself being thrown towards the ground again as the same group of asshats hit her again.
"Screw this!" She got up even slower and moved herself as far away from the street as she could, using the walls from stores to keep herself up.
She was nearly thirty minutes late for volunteering when she finally got into the hospital. Her mom lectured her for about thirty minutes (Failing to see the blood running down her daughter's leg) before forcing her to do twice the amount of volunteering she's actually signed up for.
By the time Clarke had gotten home it was dark and she was angry, tired and in pain. She completely forgot to check her leg as she climbed into her bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.