Chapter 3
They were walking through the bookshop and Clarke was holding all the books Lexa decided she wanted to buy. Also Clarke kept patiently explaining some titles and situations described in these books.
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"No, Lexa, you can't buy a book about guns and tanks. Why would you even want to know anything about them?" Clarke frowned at the brunette, who was trying to bribe her to buy this book with an adorable pout. Lexa was a fucking fast learner and she knew how to use her newly gained knowledge. "And don't you dare pouting at me, it won't work!"
"But- Clarke, look, they say there are many useful facts about history!"
And how Clarke could not agree with that reasonable argument? And that pout, it did work.
"Fine." Clarke rolled her eyes and Lexa happily threw another book on the pile held by the blonde.
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"You want to tell me she just fell down into the hole and there was a whole new world?"
"Yeah, that's written in this book."
"But it's not true?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because... I don't know, the guy just was imaginative as hell and he wanted to write something for children, I think. But it's written for grown up people too. It's full of impressions, dream logic and secret statements." Clarke shrugged and took the book from Lexa's hand. "Actually, it's a book from my childhood, my dad used to read it to me. My favourite moment was when the Queen of Hearts wanted to took somebody's head off."
"That was your favourite thing from this book as a child, and you don't want to buy me a book about guns?" Lexa asked and tilted her head to the left.
"Oh shut up, I agreed you could buy it." Clarke sighed exasperated and went to the checkout to pay for the books. "Come on."
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When they got back to the Clarke's apartment, Lexa sat on the couch and took the books out of her bag. After few minutes of staring at them, she choose her first book. It had blonde girl in blue dress chasing a white rabbit on the cover. When Clarke saw this, she rolled her eyes and pointed her finger at the book.
"You decided to read this? You said it's weird."
"I didn't say it. I was just... cautious."
"And what have changed?"
"Well, this girl looks similar to you."
"And that's all? You chose this book because that girl is blonde?"
"No... I chose this book because you like it. I'd like to know you better so I'll start with your favourite books." .Lexa shrugged and smiled. When Clarke didn't say anything to that, she opened the book and started to read. After few hours of reading Lexa put down the book she was holding at the moment and sighed. Clarke noticed that and went to sit next to the brunette.
"Everything okay?" She asked and Lexa nodded.
"Yes. I just... I can't understand why do people write such terrible things in here. I mean, why would anyone want to kill a dog? Dogs are so nice and fluffy and you said dogs are sometimes better than humans, then why?" Lexa frowned and Clarke smiled warmly to her.
"Well, first, books are often not true. They're written because someone had a dream or a weird thought and decided to put it on a paper. Second, writers like to play with feelings. They are happy if someone is sad or terrified because then they know they did a good job with a book. And don't worry, I'm sure this books will have happy ending despite that dog's death." Clarke rubbed Lexa's arm in reassuring gesture. And then happened something Clarke would never expect to happen. Lexa threw herself at the blonde and hugged her tightly.
"Thank you. I feel better now." Lexa said into her shoulder and then let go of Clarke and took the book to read the rest of it. The blonde kept staring at her dumbfounded until Raven came and saw weird expression in her face.
"Hey, Griff, what's up? You look like you saw a ghost."
"An android is sitting next to me. Even if I saw a ghost, I wouldn't care, you know? I think I'm now used to weird things."
"Oh, okay. By the way, why there are so many books?" Raven asked and she was right. Books were everywhere. there were few on the kitchen counter, two stacks next to the door to bathroom, few on the coffee table and a lot more books filed neatly on the floor.
"Lexa wanted to read and learn, so we went to the bookstore and bought them all."
"She can read?"
"Yes, Raven. I can read. And I can hear you talking about me like I weren't here." Lexa said not pulling her eyes from the book she was actually reading. "You installed many skills into my brain. And Clarke helped a little." She looked at Clarke, smiled and went back to reading.
"Sorry..." Raven was clearly shocked. "She's really fast learner, I didn't expect that!"
"You should, I'm your creation, at last. You're a genius, I'm made to be smart."
"Okay, enough." Raven said slowly. "We're going to a party, because I don't think I can stand any more of this." She waved her hands to space between Lexa, Clarke and herself.
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"I don't understand why do people drink alcohol. It makes them do weird things." Lexa mused as they were making their way through the dancing crowd on the dancefloor to the calm part of the club.
"It tastes good." Raven said and Clarke rolled her eyes.
"That doesn't explain why some people drink too much."
"They drink because it results in euphoria or release in tension. They think drinking will give them release from stress, but it's only momentary. Also other drink and mass-media tell us it's okay to drink a lot of alcohol."
"Clarke, shut up. I hate the fact you have a medical degree." Raven groaned and slumped onto the couch behind the table.
"What? I should educate her, it's important." Clarke exclaimed.
"The only thing you should do now is dancing. And I don't see you're doing it, so get up your pretty ass and dance with me, nerd." Raven said and took Lexa's and Clarke's hands and dragged them to the dancefloor. Soon the three of them found themselves swaying to the beats of music.
After few drinks there were a nice buzzing inside their heads. Clarke and Raven were giggling at Lexa, who was watching them with curiosity, not really understanding why they were laughing, because she couldn't get drunk, so their behaviour was hard for her to understand. Raven was pointing her finger at the android nad kept whispering something to Clarke, who was nodding her head and chuckling. Finally Lexa could decipher Raven's whispering.
"She's so pretty!" Raven all but yelled. "And I made her. I'm so proud. Clarke, are you proud? You should be proud, you taught her a lot of things. Clarke, be proud!" She ordered to Clarke who started laughing at her babbling. Then Raven spotted a girl, who was ogling Lexa from the other side of the club. She patted her arm and pointed the girl to her and Clarke, so they could see her.
"Look, I'm sure she thinks Lexa is pretty too!" She pushed the brunette out of the booth they were sitting in. "Go, dance with her!"
"Are you sure I can leave you two here?" Lexa was reluctant to leave, but the blonde seriously nodded her head and smiled reassuringly. So Lexa left chuckling girls and approached the girl to dance with her.
When Clarke was watching android dancing with that black haired girl, she noticed weird feeling in her stomach. That feeling hardened when she saw the moves Lexa was pulling and how breathtaking she looked in dimmed light of the club, with her freely flowing hair. And when she saw how that girl clinged to Lexa, something similar to anger boiled in her. That feeling stayed there the whole time Lexa was with other people dancing and laughing and stopped only when the brunette came back and took her home.
It couldn't be jealousy. Lexa was made to protect her, she didn't have feelings. She was a robot, made to fight, not to be friends with her.
It was unthinkable, wasn't it?
So it couldn't be jealousy.
Or could it?