Wanna Come Over and Color?
She probably should have put her phone on silent, taken that she had barely been sleeping (but she hadn’t, she had it on the loudest possible setting). Clarke groaned as she lifted her head from her pillow, hair sticking to her face due to the ‘subtle’ drooling habit she had acquired since this tour started. As much as Clarke loved her fans and loved getting to know them, she couldn’t ever deny that traveling always put a strain on her in at least one way. She looked around her room as if her phone would be standing there. It didn’t take too long until she scrambled to her bedside table to see the notification.
(Unknown) 3m ago:
Hi Clarkie! It’s Aden :-)
Clarke smiled at the message. The nickname would normally get under her skin somewhat but, this boy was really growing on her, she would probably allow him anything. Still now she thought back to their first meeting. His shy demeanor stood out. While all the other children at both the signing and meet & greet would be yelling and almost begging for her attention, there was one small boy standing very calm with a smile plastered on his face yet the tip of his nose red, standing next to a young woman who would try to casually glance down at him with the softest eyes.
The kids would present themselves proudly, always standing straight, books in hand ready to tell Clarke everything. She loved that, she really did. But she just couldn’t get over about how he couldn’t even look at her, how he didn’t say that the magic was his favorite, instead, it had been about immortality (a topic she had never thought kids his age would recognize but put it in for older kids), how he looked somewhat tired and slouched, and how his mother held a close eye on him like a lion looking over their cub unlike the other parents who were texting off to the side.
“Thank you for saving my son”. That’s what Lexa had told her. At first, she racked her brain trying to figure it out but then, Clarke couldn’t bare to think about something bad happening to Aden, just becoming sad at the thought and opted to push it out of her mind.
She shook her head and looked back down at the phone, opening the message and typing out a reply. She didn’t even get to set the phone down before the ringer went off again.
(Aden) now:
I knew you’d be awake! Mom said u would sleep til 12
Clarke chuckled at this. Of course Lexa would say something like that, the woman could give the best replies to anything off the top of her head. Despite it being a subtle attack, well not exactly attack because it was true but that’s how she would classify it, Clarke couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Lexa thinking of her and possibly helping Aden send her a message.
(Aden & Lexa?) now:
Mom got me new crayons yesterday, do you want to come over and color with me
(Clarke) now:
Did she now? That was nice of her! Sure, I would love that. Let me know where :-)
Coloring wasn’t her forte per say, but who wanted to color in the lines anyways. A smile never left her face since she woke up, which was rare considering the fact it was even before ten am and she was never a morning person. Especially not with Raven and Octavia jumping on her bed to wake her. Her phone rang once more, and honestly, she didn’t even know what she was expecting from Aden.
(Aden & Lexa?) now:
I live in a i think white house near some stores
The smile on her face only grew bigger, if that was even possible, and somewhat started to hurt her cheeks. She wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not and stood their contemplating her reply. Before she knew it, her finger hit the ‘call’ button.
“Clarkie! Hi!”
“Hi Aden! How are you”
She heard shuffling on the other side of the line followed by muffled voices, which sounded like he was speaking to his mom.
“I’m good Cl-uh-ark”
“Hello Clarke”
“H-hi Lexa”
“So you want to come over and color?”
“I promised a play date didn’t I?”
She heard Lexa give a small chuckle. Her heart totally didn’t flutter.
‘Well we do live in a white house near some stores, but if for whatever reason you can’t find us with that information, I recommend google maps”
“Here’s the thing, I put it in and it sent me to The White House, now I know this is DC but I think I would recognize you if you were the president”
“You might, you might not”
By this point in the conversation, Clarke was really starting to wonder if Lexa was actually the President or even the first lady. Okay maybe she didn’t pay a lot of attention to politics, but she usually knew who the President was. Usually.
“Wait.. are, are you serious?”
“Yes Clarke.”
The line was silent as she stood their confused before she put the phone on speaker and googled the president. She was about to hit enter but she heard a small laughing and another voice which wasn’t holding back their laughing.
“We don’t live in the white house Clarkie” Small laughter still coming from the young boy’s mouth.
“No no, oh my god, I can’t believe you fell for that” Lexa was basically breathless from the laughter.
“I... I didn’t fall for that Lexa, I was just throwing you a bone pshh, me? I’m a super smart writer”
“Sure thing Griffin, whatever helps you sleep at night. But for real, 313 N Polis”
“How did you know my last name?”
“Really Clarke?”
“Clarkie!”
“Oh right, right, author yeah that’s me”
More small laughter followed by silence.
“We’ll see you soon Clarke”
“Sure, maybe by 10. Bye Aden, bye Lex”
Before she hung up she heard Aden say, ‘did she just call you lex?’ and get a reply of, ‘hush child’. The image of Aden teasing his mom made the heart palpitations return. She walked in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She wasn’t blushing, she was just the strained from getting out to bed. Clarke was going to shower but an incoming call halted her plans. Subconsciously, she hoped it was Lexa and Aden, but realistically, she knew it was just her manager or friends.
But as she read the caller ID, her heart fell to her stomach and stared at the phone, letting the call go to voicemail.
(Finn Collins) Now:
Missed Call
(Finn Collins) Now:
1 New Voicemail!
As she went to leave, Clarke wanted to leave her phone. She knew she couldn’t.
The phone stayed shut off the entire time as she drove to Lexa and Aden’s. The sickening feeling in her stomach was replaced by butterflies as she arrived and stood in front of the house, lifting her hand to knock.
@ClarkeIsAnAuthor : 9:31 am
Training for this play-date like it’s the Olympics. #Isuckatcoloring