Chapter 4
“What the fuck?” Lexa was not amused. For some reason the criminals thought that it would be a good idea to come into the cafeteria during Lexa’s lunch. This was something that could not be allowed to happen. It was bad enough that they had to come to this school, but Lexa would not allow them to feel at home here. This was her school not theirs. She guessed that she would just have to remind them of that.
She looked at the four of them that strode through the doors and chose her target. She could have gone with either girl, but she thought that taking down a guy would be deemed more impressive. So, she sauntered over to where they were standing, shoving past the two girls, who let out a gasp as she passed and punched the guy with the long hair in the face.
He stumbled back, a look of shock and pain coating his face. Her people from behind her started cheering her on, as if to tell her to keep going and not let this punk get off easy. She guessed that she had to appease her people, so she hit him again and again.
He didn’t even bother to try and block her blows and his friends didn’t come to his aid either. She couldn’t help but to think that they had made the smart choice, not that she particularly wanted to fight them all, but she would have, and she would have won.
After about a minute of her beating on him that stupid blonde girl from earlier stepped in to try and stop her. What an idiot, she really was just waiting to be beat on wasn’t she?
“Stop it! What the fuck?” The blonde exclaimed. Lexa’s only reply was a laugh, as if this filthy girl thought that she could possibly stop Lexa. What an idiot.
“I said fucking stop!” She yelled at Lexa again. This time she actually had the nerve to touch her. That touch made Lexa pause, but only for a second before going to strike her. The blonde girl must have fought before or gotten lucky because by some miracle she actually stopped Lexa’s fist from hitting her face.
“Well, at least you’re not as pathetic as your friend here,” Lexa laughed at her. She was trying hard to not let her shock be apparent to this girl. There are very few people who could or would be daring enough to try and block a blow coming from Lexa and evidently this girl was one of them.
“At least I don’t beat on random people for doing nothing,” the blonde practically spit back at her. Her face showed her obvious disgust.
“Nothing? You say that your people did nothing?” Lexa could barely keep the hysteria out of her voice. “First you all did some sort of crime to be thrown in jail and then you all come to my school and walk around as if you own the place. Well, you don’t you’re not even welcome here. Nobody wants your filth and whatnot corrupting the nice school and order that we have here, so why don’t you all do us a favor and leave?”
The blonde just looked at her and shook her head. Who did she think that she was that gave her any authority to shake her head at Lexa. The leader of her classmates and someone who had tremendous influence within the school and even outside of it. She had it in her mind that she should knock out this bitch, but another part of her respected, no not respected but sort of praised the blonde for her bravery, or stupidity. Either way it wasn’t not impressive.
The blonde got it in her mid that it would be a good idea to speak to her again and said, “we didn’t choose to be here. If it were up to any of us we wouldn’t choose to be here, so before you start blaming us try to understand where we’re coming from.”
“Understand? You want me to understand you guys? Well I know that I can’t understand what it is like to commit crimes and then encroach on a what used to be nice and respectable school. You guys aren’t going to amount to anything except criminals. That is all that you are and all that you will ever be.”
The blonde opened her mouth to say something, but at that same moment the dark-haired guy from one of Lexa’s classes walked up to her. He looked pissed, as if what Lexa said weren’t true.
“You don’t know us; you don’t even know our names. SO next time you try to judge us and call us out on something remember that you literally don’t know shit.” The dark-haired boy half snarled at her. In a lighter tone he added, “my name is Finn by the way, and this beautiful girl you were just so rudely talking to is Clarke.”
They all walked away from Lexa as she just stood there. Surprised by the way her talked to her obviously, but also because that name just rang through her head. Clarke. It was just a name, more like a guy’s name at that, but it rang through her head and Lexa didn’t know why. All she knew is that, that name would drag her through a ton of shit later.