Chapter 12
"First of all, you've gotta learn how to flirt with the girls." Raven said loudly as she walked into the Lexa's room and the brunette just eyed her and shrugged.
"Yeah, and why is that? Last time I checked there wasn't any girls who were interested in me." The robot said sitting straight on her bed and Raven sat next to her.
"Well, you said you like Clarke so I, as your best friend forever, am going to help you in making her your girlfriend. But as you know from watching all these horrible movies about love and shit, you can't get the girl if you can't flirt! Sometimes you get the girl by killing bad people but I doubt she'd like that." Raven grinned like a crazy woman and Lexa rolled her eyes.
"Okay, let's say I agree. I could learn how to flirt. But how do I know if you can flirt?"
"Maybe I don't know how to woo women. But I do know Clarke. I know what she likes and what she hates. Think about all the chances in front of you."
"I'm thinking and I still don't believe you could help me."
"Oh come, it'll be fun. Besides, if this won't work, we can always try jealousy."
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"So you want me to use a pick up line on you?" Lexa asked once again and Raven frantically nodded her head.
"Just not... Whatever pick up line. Although it's Clarke, she'd like just any line." The mechanic sighed and waited until Lexa would think up some pick up line. After a minute she got bored of waiting. "Really? Nothing?"
"Sorry, it's hard. I'm three weeks old, I didn't know what spaghetti is until a week ago and now you want me to use a pick up line on you?"
"Um, yes? That's the plan, actually. So suck it up and try harder."
"Uh, okay. I'll try. Are you ready?"
"Yes, I'm listening."
"So, Raven."
"Yes?"
"There's something wrong with my phone. It doesn't have your number in it." Lexa smiled sheepishly and Raven groaned loudly and hid her face in her hands.
"Oh my god, Lexa, I have your number, Clarke has your number, why did you do that?"
"I thought it would be good, I didn't think about it you know."
"Okay, let's try something else." Raven sat straighter on Lexa's bed and pointed at her lips. "Look, I've got new strawberry lip balm, do you want to try it?" Raven grinned and frowned when the brunette showed no sign of understanding.
"I don't get it."
"Oh fuck me. Listen. You know people often kiss, right?" Lexa nodded. "And Clarke could think you're trying to flirt with her if you said that to her and she'd think you want to kiss her and then she'd notice that you like her! It's so simple."
"I guess it is. But I don't use the lip balm. I don't want to lie to her about the strawberry lip balm..." Lexa pouted and Raven thought the robot was endearing despite being completely clueless.
"You're lucky you're cute. Clarke is half in love with you already. She just doesn't know this."
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Clarke walked into her apartment only to hear Raven and Lexa arguing loudly. It sounded like they would start fighting each other with heavy or sharp object so she decided to step in and stop it. She didn't expect Lexa sitting on Raven and hitting her with a pillow with feathers flying everywhere. When the brunette spotted her she ceased her actions, but made no move to get of off Raven. Clarke only sighed and rubbed her eyes.
"Why are you two fighting? Raven, what did you do?"
"Why you just assume it was me?"
"Because Lexa is the most patient person from the three of us. Amd she wouldn't attack you without a reason. Right , Lexa?"
"Of course, Clarke." Lexa's metaphoric heart roared when Clarke called her a person and she'd say 'yes' to anything blonde would tell her.
"And you know what? I think I don,t want to know what was that about." She gestured between Lexa and Raven and went back to the kitchen. "You wanna help me?"
"Go, it's your chance. Talk to her!" The mechanic hastily pushe her of off the bed so she had to go to the kitchen. She sat on the kitchen stool and started pulling out groceries from the bag.
"So, Clarke, how was your day?" Lexa awkardly cleared her throat and scolded herself mentally because, really Lexa? That's all you've got? Raven was right, you're lame.
"It was good. Some man bought my most expensive painting. But now I've got a big empty wall in the middle of the gallery." Clarke frowned but quickly started smiling again. "What you've been doing with Raven?"
"Oh, she has been teaching me... things. Also she said romantic movies are lame." Lexa slightly pouted trying to pull Clarke on her side, but the blonde only chuckled.
"Well, they kinda are. You know, that whole romance thing is sweet, but boring. They go on a very romantic date under the stars, something angsty happens but then everything is good and it takes them ten minutes to make up for everything they did wrong."
"And why is it so bad?"
"Because it's too simple to be real. Let's be honest, white straight man, a hero this city needs, a lover this woman wants, badass badboy or sometimes not understood outsider who loves her but has to kill bad guys first. And that woman isn't better. She's weak and she's just waiting for him to finish his job when she could save the world on her own. Not every woman needs a man." Clarke rolled her eyes and kissed Lexa's head."Don't be mad, but it's true. Romantic movies are lame."
"I guess you're right. But isn't true love more important than that?"
"I don't know. I never loved anyone." The blonde said and left Lexa alone in the kitchen.
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"You know, I'd never think you're the kinky type of girl, sweety."
"Well, you don't know me at all." She smiled and nuzzled further into her pillow.
"I think I want to get to know you better. What do you say?" He stretched his arms over his head and groaned.
"I say... yes. But after we finish things with Clarke and her bitch. I don't want anything or anyone get in my way."
"Of course. I wsnt mine revenge too. Do you have any ideas?"
"Sure I do. When I had her in that room, I hit her in the ribs, and she has black blood. I'm not sure, but I think I could smell motor oil then. How fucked up is that?" She laughed but he only shrugged and stared at the ceiling deep in thoughts.
"You know, I ordered Roan to look out for everything he could find about her and he found nothing. It's like she doesn't exist. I think it's very weird, Niylah. And I hate when something is very weird."
"I agree on that with you. I'd like her back in my interrogation room so I could have a nice talk with her. And maybe our Princess could pay us a visit too. Maybe it would make them more talkative." Niylah grinned evilishly and moaned when Finn started kissing her neck.
"That can be arranged. I'd like to talk with them both and find out why the brunette is so important. Maybe I could use my new knife to take a peek inside her body."