
Chapter 2
Look at her. This new girl. She walked with such confidence that not many in her situation would possess, or even be able to fake. There was something about her that was unsettling. Lexa could tell the moment she walked through the classroom door with her head high and her all black apparel. It was evident that she was new, probably one of the delinquents that were sent here as an experiment. It was obvious that she didn't belong here, it was the same with the rest of them. Lexa saw them as she walked into school this morning and they stuck out like a sore thumb. They're behavior was all wrong for this student body to even consider accepting. They were obnoxious, they fought amongst themselves and after being in her school for a total of two minutes they acted as if they owned her school.
Mrs. Stevens had just finished talking to the new girl and started to introduce her. Apparently her name is Clarke Griffin and she would be sitting next to the dark haired girl. Lexa rolled her eyes, of course Clarke would have to sit next to Lexa. Lexa couldn't help but to watch as the blonde approached the seat to Lexa's right. That desk had remained unoccupied for the start year and Lexa hoped that it would have remained that way, but apparently that was not an option. As Clarke took her seat Lexa spat at her.
"Fuck you!" Clarke hissed at the dark haired girl. Lexa couldn't contain her snicker at Clarke's response. They were such little, meaningless words that came from the mouth of a girl who had no idea who she was talking to.
Clarke didn't reply to Lexa's laughter and looked forward in attempt to pay attention to class. So much for a delinquent, huh? Lexa took this opportunity to study the blonde's profile. Clarke's eyes opened and shut as she blinked. Between her blinking Lexa could see the blonde's blue-gray eyes, they were focused on whatever the teacher was telling the class. That surprised Lexa, she didn't imagine that any delinquent would actually care about school. Lexa continued to study Clarke, noticing the little quirks of her mouth as if Mrs. Stevens actually said something funny for the first time in her life.
Clarke looked over at Lexa, possibly sensing the dark-haired woman staring at her. Clarke shot her a look that appeared to say "what the fuck?" Lexa just shrugged and looked ahead at Mrs. Stevens. There was something about this new girl that gave Lexa the chills, and she couldn't tell if that was good or not.
After class Lexa rushed out of the classroom to find Titus. Titus could be described as one of the few people that Lexa actually trusted and considered her friend, therefore making him her best friend. He had science first period, which was a few halls away. Hopefully Lexa would be able to catch him before he went off to his next class. She hurried to where his classroom was and saw him walking away from where she was.
Lexa called out to him and he turned around and smiled at her. Titus waited where he was for Lexa to catch up to him.
“Hei Heda,” Titus greeted. When they were younger the two of them geeked out and created a language of their own. Other people learned the language due to Lexa’s influence in the school.
“Heya Titus,” Lexa smiled in return. Lexa enjoyed talking to Titus. He gave her some really great advice and often appeared to be able to foresee emotions within Lexa before she could even recognize there had been a change. Titus was always over protective of Lexa and was loyal to her, as she was to him.
“Did you see any of the delinquents yet?” Titus inquired. He looked intrigued by the new ‘members’ of the school.
“Actually yes I did,” Lexa replied. “One of them was in my first period class. She wasn’t terribly awful and actually appeared as if she cared about the class. I don’t see why though, Mrs. Stevens is quite boring and practically puts me to sleep every single time I spend five minutes in that room.
“But that girl, her name is Clarke and she walked into the classroom as if she owned the place. She acted as if she were better than the rest of us in the school, that just because she has a record means that she is cool and better than everyone else. She was also dirty, she literally had dirt on her face and clothes and whatnot!”
“Did she smell bad?” Titus laughed in response.
“No, she actually didn’t smell bad at all.”
“Heda..” Titus started in a warning tone.
“What Titus? It’s all good, and actually I have to go to class. I’d rather not be late and have some delinquent end up next to me again.”
“Wait, she sat next to you?”
“Yes, but it’s whatever Titus. See you at lunch?” Lexa smiled at him.
“Of course,” came his reply.
On her way to class Lexa couldn’t help but to think of that stupid blonde delinquent. She seemed arrogant, surprisingly smart, and extremely dirty. She laughed at the last thought. How was one able to walk into school with that much dirt on themselves and still be able to hold their head high as they walked into a classroom full of judgmental teenagers.
Lexa had about a minute to get to class before she would be deemed late. So, Lexa quickened her pace in order to arrive a little early to make sure no delinquent or otherwise took her seat.
In the matter of seconds Lexa was in her class and shortly took her seat. Everyone else was already there, buzzing about the ‘new kids’ as they called them. Lexa would more likely refer to them as a virus, attempting to take a hold over her school. Somewhere she spent years cultivating the perfect reputation, participating in clubs and sports, so that she could gain power over everyone at this school, teachers, janitors, lunch monitors, and even administration included. There was only one way this could end.
Before Lexa could finish that thought the bell had rung and the teacher was about to start teaching when two people walked into the classroom. One was the girl from first block and the other was a boy. He was taller than the girl and had somewhat long brown hair. He, very much like how Clare walked into first period, had his held high and an arrogant grin on his face.
“Hello friends,” he spoke. His voice was filled with sincerity, but his eyes betrayed his true feelings