Control is Only Gained Through Effort
Gym class had never been one of Clarke’s favorites, in fact it was so low on the scale that she would almost prefer home economics, almost. Lately their classes had been nothing but dodgeball, as the regular coach was out. Clarke didn’t mind this in the least, because it wasn’t really exercise.
However, her luck seemed to run out as she entered the gym and saw that Coach Indra had returned. “Fantastic..” She muttered as she slipped into the locker room, sighing heavily.
“Poor Clarke, no more easy class for you.” Her friend, Raven, teased as they got changed.
“You are not allowed to tease me, Ms.Knee Injury.” Clarke huffed, sitting on the bench to tie her shoes. “You totally lucked out, getting hurt during a game.”
Raven snorted, adjusting her brace.”I never planned on someone taking my knee out.” She retorted, rolling her eyes at the blonde “Who knew basketball could be so rough.”
“I told you that your showing off was going to get you into trouble one of these days, looks like I was right.” Clarke smirked as she stood up, stretching her arms up over her head.
Raven opened her mouth to tease back, before her eyes fell on the girl that entered the locker room. “Hey Lexa, how are you?” She asked, a smirk on her face when Clarke’s face went red.
“Hello Raven, Clarke, I’m doing well, how are you?” Lexa responded, offering them both a friendly smile.
“I’m doing a hell of a lot better now that I’m not stuck on crutches.” Raven said, flashing an evil grin at Clarke before continuing. “Clarke, are you feeling alright, you’re cheeks are really red.”
Clarke’s eyes got wide as they flickered between her friend and Lexa. “Yeah, I’m totally good, just a little warm..” She squeaked out, her cheeks growing darker.
Lexa smiled more before turning to her locker, after a little rummaging she produced a water bottle, slick with condensation. “Here this should help.”
Clarke took the bottle, taking a long drag, only to choke on most of it. Raven got up, pounding the blonde on the back as she chuckled. “Clarke, you aren’t supposed to inhale fluid.”
Clarke shot a glare at her friend as her coughing subsided. “You’re an asshole.” She stated simply before turning her attention to Lexa. “Thank you.” She offered a shy sort of smile before grabbing Raven’s arm, marching them out to the gym.
Raven giggled next to the blonde, laughing harder when Clarke smacked her arm. “What? You should just ask her out, like damn.”
Clarke rolled her eyes and settled herself in the bleachers with the other students, waiting until the class officially began. Once everyone was changed and ready, Coach Indra began to explain what they would be doing for the next week.
“We will be covering the wonderful sport of wrestling.” She grinned at the class, motioning to the mats on the floor. “Today I will be pairing you up to practice moves and technics.”
Clarke frown at that, letting out a sigh at the thought of being paired with someone like John Murphy. She hated not being able to pick her own partner, though her usual first choice couldn’t participate. She would have to remember to chew Raven out again for getting hurt.
Indra started calling out the pairs. “Griffin and Woods.” She said, making Clarke’s face go red once more and Raven to snicker softly.
Clarke nodded to herself, steeling herself against the shyness the other girl brought out in her. “I hope you’re ready to get your ass handed to you.” She teased as she stepped up to Lexa, her heart stuttering in her chest.
“We’re just practicing today, but I suppose I wouldn’t mind getting anything handed to me, as long as you’re the one doing it.” Lexa smirked before walking over to one of the mats in the back.
They spent the next half hour, working on the moves Coach Indra had walked them through. The only one Clarke had avoided doing so far was the takedown, not wanting to hurt the other girl. “Come on Clarke, take me down.” Lexa smirked, motioning for the blonde to bring it.
Clarke’s eyes narrowed and she shrugged. “Fine, you asked for it.” She responded, moving forward, wrapping her arms around Lexa’s midsection, bringing them both down to the mat. She proceeded to pin the older girl, a proud smirk on her face.
“Mm, I like a girl who takes control.” Lexa purred, making Clarke’s cheeks go pink.