Sorry this took me forever to get around to. I did not forget about you!
“Are you unfamiliar with the meaning
of the word silent?”
Lexa glares at the blonde girl looking
up at her. The hint of amusement in her eyes and the little smirk on her lips
are even more maddening than her inane babbling. She should not look amused.
She has no right to be amused. Not when she is disturbing Lexa and everyone
else on the floor. To her credit, though, the blonde at least has the decency
to hang up her phone call.
The fourth floor of Jaha library is
Lexa’s second home during exams. It is the only silent floor of the library,
and it is very conveniently open 24 hours during exams. Lexa needs dead silence
to be able to focus on her readings. She is far too easily distracted when
there is mindless chatter going on around her. Hence her problem with the
Her first exam is in just two days, and
Lexa is woefully unprepared (It’s Anya’s fault, really. Why would she introduce
her to Orange is The New Black the week before exams? Who does that to someone
they call their friend?). Lexa cannot afford this added distraction.
“This is the silent floor. As in, no talking. Actual studying happens here. You
can head down to the learning commons on 2nd if you want to continue
your conversation. You’d fit right in in that mad zoo down there.”
“I might be missing something here,
but did you just call me a zoo animal?” the blonde asks with a quirked eyebrow.
“Perhaps… Though I was fairly certain
the insult would fly right over your head.”
“Okay, and now I’m pretty sure you
just implied I was stupid.”
“Yes, well done, Sherlock. I’m
impressed. Now, please be quiet, or leave. Some of us are trying to study.”
Lexa is already turning away, satisfied with how the conversation went.
Lexa turns around slowly. “Excuse me?”
“No. I have every right to be here. I
don’t see why I should have to leave.” The infuriating smirk is still present
on her face.
“Look here, blondie,” Lexa says, her
voice rising in anger and frustration. A few people raise their heads at this
and begin watching their interaction. Lexa remains oblivious to this.
“Uh, you should really keep your voice
down,” the blonde says in a stage whisper. “This is the silent floor.”
Lexa’s eyes widen and her anger rises
even further. It might just be the stress and general lack of sleep getting to
her, but she thinks she might want to punch this girl in the face. Before she can even really register what happened,
both of them have been kicked off the
floor by the librarian.
Lexa is positively fuming as she storms
out of the library, accompanied by the still-amused-looking blonde who brought
about this predicament.
“You don’t get to keep smirking like that,” Lexa nearly snarls,
turning and walking closer to the girl in the hopes of intimidating her.
Unfortunately for Lexa, the girl holds her ground, and now they are left
standing uncomfortably close.
“Why? Does it bother you to see people
“I swear on all that is holy, I will wipe that smirk off of your pretty little face.”
The smirk only widens and becomes more
teasing as the blonde raises an eyebrow. “You think my face is pretty?”
Lexa blinks. “What? That’s not what I
– That’s not the point.”
“I don’t hear you denying it.”
“You are infuriating. I don’t have time for this. I have an exam in two days
and now, thanks to you, I need to find another quiet place to study!” With
that, Lexa marches off, already going through a list of possible spots in her
mind. Most of the places she can think of will be closed, considering it is
almost midnight now.
“Wait up,” the blonde calls out from
behind her. “Hey, look, I’m sorry. Really. I’m sorry for getting you kicked
out. I know a place we can go to study.”
Lexa stops and turns to look at her
“It’s quiet and well lit. Pretty much
nobody goes there. There’s wifi and plugs
for charging stuff…”
Lexa hesitates, debating whether she
wants to take this offer. On the one hand, she does not want anything to do
with this girl any more. On the other hand, she really needs a place to study.
“Come on, it’s the least I can do.”
Lexa finally agrees. “Very well.”
“I’m Clarke, by the way,” the girl
says, smiling and extending her hand. Lexa looks at it for a moment before she
reaches forward with her own hand.
“It’s nice to meet you, Lexa.”
“Lead the way, Clarke.”
Lexa soon realizes that Clarke is
headed for the student centre, and she lets out an unimpressed little huff.
“The student centre? Really? That
place will be packed with people studying.”
“Just trust me, will you?” Clarke
Lexa has absolutely zero reason to
trust Clarke, but for some reason she continues to follow her into the student
centre and up the stairs to the top floor. She only hesitates when Clarke heads
towards a window and proceeds to pick the lock that keeps it shut.
“What are you doing?”
“Opening this window.”
“Yes, I can see that. Why are you
Clarke does not respond. Instead, she pulls
the window open and climbs up onto what appears to be the roof of a lower part
of the student centre. She turns around once she is safely up and looks at Lexa
expectantly with a hand outstretched.
“Come on, give me your hand.”
Lexa hands Clarke her backpack
instead, and climbs out of the window on her own.
“Welcome to the roof of campus, Lexa,”
Clarke says as she walks backwards with her hands spread out, as if she is
showcasing the roof for Lexa. “At least, that’s what I like to call it.”
Lexa has never been here before. The
first thing she notices is that there is a lovely view of campus from up here.
There isn’t any kind of desk, but there are cushions lying on a rug, and it
looks rather comfortable. Lexa sees an extension cord, and plugged into one of
the sockets is a lamp. There are various plants growing all around the place.
It’s rather beautiful.
“What is this place?” Lexa asks in
wonder. “Who put all of this stuff here?”
“That would be yours truly,” Clarke
says. There is the slightest hint of pride in her voice. “I came up here a lot
once I discovered it in first year… and I figured it needed to be spruced up a
bit. The maintenance guys know about it, and they don’t seem to mind. Heck,
they even offered to give me a key for the window, but I prefer opening it the
old fashioned way.”
Lexa is impressed, despite her best
efforts not to be.
“It’s… very nice,” Lexa says
“Thank you. Coming from you, that’s the highest form of praise.”
Lexa rolls her eyes and does not respond to this.
They study together for a few hours.
Lexa is grateful that Clarke is able to remain mostly silent for the entire
time. At least, she tells herself that she is grateful. For some reason, she
finds herself glancing at Clarke and wanting to talk to her, to know more about
her. She wonders why Clarke felt the need to make this secret little sanctuary for
herself. She wonders if Clarke likes to be alone. She does not know how to bring any of this up without seeming strange, so she does not say
It is nearly 4AM when Clarke finally
stands up with a groan and cracks her back.
“Okay, I’m calling it a night.” Clarke
announces. “My brain can’t function anymore. I need sleep. You should probably
get some rest yourself.”
“You are probably right,” Lexa
replies, stifling a yawn as she begins to pack up her things.
They both then stand facing each other
somewhat awkwardly, neither one of them moving to leave.
“That’s my number,” Clarke clarifies.
“I thought I’d save you the trouble of having to ask for it.”
“Well, you certainly are sure of
yourself, aren’t you?”
“Yes, that’s one of my best qualities.
Now, are you going to put my number in your phone, or do I have to do that as