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“Sofia Brooklyn Woods, I swear to god if you’re not in the kitchen in five minutes I’ll-”
It was the first day of her sister’s sophomore year in high school and Lexa was late to work. They were both late and traffic would be horrible. L.A. traffic was always horrible. Vacations were officially over, but Sofia’s head was certainly still bathing in the sun and at this point, they would never leave home and Indra would have her head. Oh god.
She couldn’t have that.
Though as she made her way upstairs to her little sister’s bedroom, heavy footsteps and a raspy, grumpy voice interrupted her, never letting her the chance to finish her sentence.
Looks like the bear finally woke up from her hibernation state and got out of her cave.
“Jesus Jas, no need to be so loud when I just woke up.”
Lexa had a hard time hiding the exasperation in her tone and crossed her arms in a clear display of impatience.
“You see, that’s the problem. You just woke up. And now I am late, you are late, we are both late! So will you please stop acting like the Grinch on Christmas day and go get ready for school? Your breakfast is waiting for you on the kitchen island, we’re leaving in ten.” The older brunette didn’t let her sister time to protest as she shifted on her heels and made her way back downstairs.
Sofia slowly blinked, her mind still clouded with sleep. What had just happened?
She remained immobile on the same spot for a few long seconds before her brain gradually woke up and caught up with the harsh reality of the outside world.
It was barely eight in the morning and she was out of bed and Lexa was way too frantic.
Why the hell would she even be awake at such an ungodly hour?
Why did her sister keep telling her she was late?
Nothing of it made sense, unless-
Oh.
Oh.
School. She was late for school. On her very first day back after two blissful months of doing whatever she wanted, whenever she pleased.
Well, shit.
Her body seemingly acting on its own volition, Sofia hurriedly made her way back into her room and grabbed the first pieces of clothing she saw and quickly put them on. Not bothering to apply any makeup on her face, the girl joined her thick dark curls in a messy bun before jogging down the stairs for breakfast.
“Two minutes!” Came the older girl’s voice from the living room.
Sofia hastily shoved the last bites of her cream cheese bagel down her throat before yet again making her way upstairs and aggressively brushing her teeth, washing her awful morning breath away and feeling delighted at the minty freshness it left in her mouth.
“Sof, com on!” She could make out the sound of a doorknob being turned followed by the slight squeaking of their front door opening from her bathroom. Her sister really wasn’t kidding when she said ten minutes.
“ ‘Coming right now, Lexa-loo.”
The blue-eyed teenager finally climbed down the stairs and quickly hopped in her sister’s Mercedes SUV with both of her shoes in her hands. When she looked at the digital clock on the dashboard, she was impressed to see it was exactly ten minutes later.
“Phewww, well that was a close one but hey, I totally nailed it. Getting ready for school in ten minutes, check! I’m like, the Master of Time or something.”
Lexa fondly rolled her eyes, grinning a little bit beside herself at her younger sister’s easy-going nature. Sofia could be such a character, sometimes. She absolutely loved it.
“Yeah well, I’d appreciate it if the Master of Time could actually set her alarm tomorrow.” She smirked in the teenage girl’s direction as she wiped off the green little smudge of toothpaste on the left cheek of the fifteen-year-old, who decidedly did not appreciate the move.
“Ew Jas, get that dirty saliva-coated thumb off my face that’s disgusting!”
The younger Woods’s exaggerated reaction only made Lexa’s grin widen in affection for the girl.
“Oh stop it I barely even touched you, you’re so extra.”
Sofia didn’t even try to cover her amused snort at that. “Have you met yourself? You are the definition of being extra, sister dearest. Or should I remind you of my birthday party of 2016?”
The older brunette couldn’t help the pinky blush covering her cheeks at the memory. “But I thought you loved classical music!”
“I do love classical music, but that doesn’t mean I wished for a whole professional orchestra in our backyard for my thirteenth birthday. Anyway it’s in the past and the musicians did were fantastic, what’s the plan for today? Don’t forget I have training after class, Roan is making us work like crazy. It’s okay though, I want to be ready for New York.”
Lexa softly squeezed her shoulder in assurance, knowing how passionate her baby sister was with figure skating. She genuinely thought Sofia was the best of her club, but of course, she was a little biased.
“Yes, today’s plan. First things first: you go to school and I go to my cast’s promotional photoshoot. Then I’ll pick you up from school and drop you at practice and then we’ll have a nice dinner together later tonight. Sounds good?”
“Yes ma'am."
When they got to Sofia’s school, Lexa pulled up the car and looked at her sister with an intense glint in her greens. “You know, I could always go talk to your coach if he is too hard on you. It wouldn’t be a problem at all.”
Ah Lexa, always so protective.
“It’s not necessary, really. I think it’s a good thing he’s so demanding, it drives me to be better, to work harder. I love it.”
Lexa lived for the fire burning in her sister’s deep blue eyes, her love and passion for figure skating had always been such a beautiful thing to witness since the very first time she learned to skate on their childhood home’s frozen lake.
“I know you do, Bunny.” She leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on the figure skater’s forehead.
“Have a good day being an awesome actress, Jas. See you later!” Sofia unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door to get out.
“Bye, Darling. Love you!”
“Love you too, Lexie-loo!”
Sofia took in the sight of the enormous American flags proudly billowing in the wind on the front side of Kongeda High and filled her lungs with as much air as she could, bracing herself for what would be.
Alright.
Sophomore year, day one of a hundred and eighty.
She could do this, she was ready to nail this year.
The familiar sound of the school bell announcing the debut of classes woke her up from her little reverie and effectively reminded her how late she actually was.
Sofia Brooklyn Woods took off with a sprint, prepared to face whatever challenges this new year would throw at her.
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Monday mornings in New York City were always quite the circus, the streets swarmed with countless businessmen and women with shiny leather briefcases in hand looking in a rush, the morning traffic buzzed with the repetitive sounds of car honks and the occasional yells of impatient drivers saying to “fucking hit the gas, the light is green don’t you see, grandma?”, and finally, what seemed like every damned coffee shops flooded with so many people the line would sometimes end outside the place.
Today was no different.
“Seriously what’s taking so long, just order your freakin’ coffee and move, there are others waiting behind that have to go to work!”
Okay, so today marked the first day of her and Lincoln’s internship at Brooklyn Hospital Center and Clarke was kind of freaking out. They had been waiting for nearly twenty minutes and they were still only in the middle of the line and everything was taking so much time they’d be late for work on their first day.
“Relax Clarke, we still have an hour and a half before we are expected at the hospital.”
The low chuckle of her friend barely calmed her down.
“Yeah well at this rate we’ll still be waiting in this stupid line in an hour and a half, and then we’ll definitely be late. Come on!”
The taller man softly grabbed her by the shoulders and fixed his gaze on hers, his gentle voice having a soothing effect on the blonde. “Look at me, breathe. Inhale deeply, exhale slowly, it’s okay Clarke. There’s no rush, just another morning in New York, you know how busy it always gets. We will not be late. That’s it, relax.”
She didn’t know how Lincoln never failed to bring her back down to Earth like that, but how grateful was she for his patience and reassuring presence.
“How do you always manage to do that?”
The man slightly tilted his head to the side. “Do what?”
Clarke pointed at herself with her index finger. “This, calming me down when I start freaking out like it’s nothing!”
Lincoln grinned and shrugged. “You’re my best friend since freshman year in high school, I would like to think I know you pretty well by now. Really, it’s nothing.”
Honestly, how sweet could that imposing mountain of a man be? Before Clarke had the chance to do anything more, a chirpy, high-pitched voice resonated behind the cash register.
“Hi welcome to Starbucks, my name is Ophelia, how can I help you!?” Both Clarke and Lincoln cringed at the barista, who was way too excited for what was normal at seven-thirty on a Monday morning. Still, the blue-eyed woman was just relieved they could finally order, she needed caffeine.
“Hello, I’d like a medium cappuccino, please. And whatever this big guy wants,” she said as she motioned with her thumb towards her friend behind, who looked pleasantly surprised at Clarke’s generosity.
“Alright! So what would it be for you?” Ophelia the barista happily asked.
“It’ll be a large coffee, black, please.”
Black coffee, how boring.
“Perfect! What’s your name?” The younger girl asked Clarke, her smile so big and white she thought she’d need sunglasses in fear of going blind at the sheer brightness of the thing.
“Clarke, with an E. That’ll be all, thanks.”
Ophelia smiled another time and made the blonde girl pay, Clarke kindly tipping her for her good service, even if the barista was a little too enthusiastic. She’d take Ophelia the barista over any other grumpy baristas any day.
It was a few minutes later that a “medium cappuccino and large black coffee for Clarke” was called by another employee and now the new surgical interns found themselves skillfully zigzagging through the crowded streets of Brooklyn as they headed to work. With her first caffeine fix of the day doing wonders to her nervous system, Clarke felt incredibly more alert and at ease. It gave her the boost she needed to start her day with vigour.
“Ah Griffy, always the coffee addict. I should have known that was why you were so cranky out there. I assume you feel more like yourself, now that you have brown liquid flowing in your veins?” Lincoln asked with an amused smile and a mischievous twinkle in his kind browns.
“You have no idea,” the blonde said as she practically moaned at the taste her cappuccino left on her tastebuds.
The barely older man smirked at her blissful expression. “Oh, I think I do, judging by how you look like that coffee just gave you an amazing orgasm. That’s kind of weird when you think about it.”
It made Clarke snort in auto-derision, Lincoln was probably right about that.
“What can I say, coffee makes me feel things no one else ever did. I might have just found my soulmate, who knows.”
Her best friend played along and added to her game.
“I’ll only come to your wedding if I’m your best man, otherwise you can forget about me.”
Clarke snapped her fingers in faux disappointment before replying very seriously. “Oh shoot! And here I thought I’d ask Raven, she would undeniably look hella hot in a tux. ‘Guess I’ll have to get married without you.”
Lincoln pressed his hand flat on his chest, doing his best to look offended without cracking a smile at their ridiculous conversation.
“Wow. That hurts. How could you betray me like that, your best friend since we were hormonal nerds? The audacity! After all we’ve been through together, I thought you would be more loyal than that. It’s okay, though. Your loss.”
Clarke couldn’t take it anymore and burst out laughing, Lincoln soon adding his own deep laughter to the mix. When they calmed down, Clarke glanced at him more seriously, her eyes and smile soft.
“Honestly, though, when I’ll get married, if I ever get married, I would be honoured to have you as my best man, Lincoln Bowman.”
He winked at her and she could see why so many people were charmed by her friend. “And you’ll definitely be mine, Clarke Griffin.”
They hadn’t realized how much time had passed before they came face to face with the Brooklyn Hospital Center, excitement rushing through them at the sight. This was it, they would finally be able to put to practice everything they’ve spent hours upon hours studying.
Lincoln, ever the gentleman, made a motion with his outstretched arm for her to go first and slightly bowed his head. “After you, Miss. Destiny awaits us.”
Clarke chuckled fondly and took a decided step forward.
Let’s do this.
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“Are you kidding me.”
Traffic, as predicted, was horrible and now Lexa was stuck on the highway, nearly forty-five minutes late to her shoot. She was so fucked, Indra would never let her hear the end of it. She should have woken Sofia up at six am, that way there’s no way they would have been late. Damn it!
As if everything wasn’t already going as badly as it was, her phone rang on her Bluetooth.
Indra Hunter.
Great.
Mentally conditioning herself for her manager’s wrath, Lexa pressed the green button to accept the call.
“It’s nearly eleven, Alexandria. Where the hell are you?” the older woman slowly growled and Lexa could feel Indra’s teeth clenching tightly together.
“Good morning to you too, Indra. How are you? I’m fine thanks for asking,” she said, a little annoyed.
Indra sounded even more pissed, for some reason. “You don’t get to sass me when you’re as late as you are and wasting everyone’s time, Ms Woods. You had one job, and it was to get here in time. It-”
“Enough!” Lexa firmly spoke and effectively muted her angry manager. She was her boss after all, no matter how long Indra had known her, Lexa wouldn’t accept to be disrespected that way.
“My job was to get here at ten am for a photoshoot with my cast, but my priority was to take care of my fifteen-year-old sister and make sure she didn’t miss her first day back to school. In no way will you ever insinuate I’m being irresponsible nor will you ever use that tone with me again, do I make myself clear?”
Indra instantly backtracked and surrendered herself, feeling a little bad for not having had the presence of mind to add the younger Woods to the equation.
“My apologies, Lexa. I did not think of Sofia and I lashed out at you for something you cannot control, and for that I am sorry. It will not happen again.”
Lexa softened a bit at hearing that, she knew Indra for years, the woman was never ill-intentioned.
“It’s okay Indra, I accept your apologies. I know you only mean well for me. I should be there soon.”
The stoic woman sounded relieved through the phone. “Alright, I’ll warn the others. Sorry again, Alexandria.”
When Lexa arrived on set where all her cast and photographers waited for her, her co-star and best friend, Echo Teles, smirked and spoke loudly in the room.
“She has arrived!”
Lexa playfully rolled her eyes, she was in for an interesting time.
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Panting and more than a little out of breath, Sofia entered her first class of the day just a few minutes after the second bell had rung. With strands of silky dark curls stubbornly sticking out of her bun, the girl looked quite dishevelled as she not so quietly made her way to a vacant desk right next to her best friend and figure skating partner, Wyatt Fitzpatrick. He shot her a goofy smile when she appeared next to him, happy to see they had at least one class together, English nonetheless.
“Well, would you look at that, the little Woods star has finally made her grand entrance! Though you would think she would look a lot better than this, being late and all.”
Ugh, Kristopher O’Sullivan. If there’s one thing Sofia absolutely didn’t miss at all during summer break, it was the idiotic fratboy that was Kristopher O’Sullivan. The boy was your typical arrogant high school jerk, the one who played football and had every girl chasing after him for a reason that still escaped her. Seriously, the guy lacked so many brain cells his head was practically a helium balloon, and even that was less empty than Kristopher O’Sullivan’s thick cranium. She didn’t think that because she had a repressed crush on him as you’d see in every bad cheesy movie where the boy and the girl enemies would eventually fall in love with each other. No, she genuinely thought he was a profound moron, and that would never change.
“You can say whatever you want, Kristopher. That won’t change the fact that I still look better than you do,” Sofia interjected carelessly with no semblance of emotion in her voice, the jerk wasn’t worth her energy.
The whole class started to laugh at him and made sounds of “ooohs” and “aahs” and “ouch”, though while it amused the group of teenagers, it didn’t seem to please Nia Snow at all, their teacher glaring daggers at both Kristopher and Sofia for “disturbing” the class.
“Mr O’Sullivan, just what made you think you could talk over me? And as for you, Ms Woods, not only are you late for your first class of the year, you come here and make a scene and disturb all your classmates. That is unacceptable for you both and if I hear anything more getting out of your mouth, I will gladly send you in detention, is that clear enough?”
The two of them scowled at each other before they reluctantly agreed. “Yes, Miss Snow.”
When she groaned and looked at him, Wyatt had his two thumbs up in the air and was smiling in admiration.
“My hero.”
Yep, school was definitely back.
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For their thirty minutes lunch break, Clarke and Lincoln went to eat outside in the park right in front of the hospital. As they sat down on the verdant grass, they both let out a small sigh.
“Phew, what a busy morning that was, I’m already tired! It’s okay though, I love it,” Clarke said as she opened the lid of the greek salad she bought from the hospital’s cafeteria and took a bite, rejoicing at the first meal she had since her breakfast hours ago.
“I know how you feel, there’s always something new going on, people to take care of, it’s really humbling. I had this little girl, Sasha, as a patient earlier in the day. She fractured her proximal left humerus while she was at her gymnastic lessons. She didn’t shed a single tear the whole time I was examining her but you could see how hard she restrained herself, her eyes were glistening with stubbornly unshed tears. When I put her arm in a sling, she was thrilled and kept saying how “Heather will be big jealous I look freakishly cool Mommy!” and I couldn’t stop laughing at how cute she was.
Clarke’s heart melted at the image she pictured in her head, Lincoln would be such a sweet doctor. She couldn’t help the small “aww” that came out of her mouth.
“It’s in moments like this one that our painfully long studies become worth it,” the blonde said, her chest still feeling warm at Lincoln’s story.
“You know it.”
When their conversation turned into a comfortable silence, Clarke opened her phone and looked at the multiple texts her parents and friends had sent her, taking her time to reply to all of them.
Old man (7:30 am)
Good luck on your first day as an unofficial doctor, baby girl!
Try not to kill someone!!
I love you, my little star.
I can’t promise anything…
Love you too, dad<3
Mom (7:45 am)
Hey sweetheart, I know you probably will be too busy
freaking about being late on your first day to see
this, but I just wanted you to know that I am so proud
of you and I think you’ll be wonderful.
I love you, baby.
Aw, mom<3 Thank you so much, I love you too
Raebae (8:30 am)
Clarkie!!!! I won’t wish you good luck for today.
You are a FINE ass doctor to be and the BEST fucking
person I know in the entire world (after myself of course),
so no, you don’t need luck.
I LOVE YOU LOTS AND LOTS GRIFFOO
Your message just made my day <3
I love you too, Rae*.*<33
OthebetterBlake (9:00 am)
Bell and I wish you the best of luck!!!
Go save the world, Griffin;))))))
We have faith in you.
AND WE LOVE YOU TO INFINITY<3333
Aw you guys are the best!!
Thank you for the amazing
text and all the love!
They gave her the little extra boost of energy she needed and when her and Lincoln’s break ended, Clarke was eager to go back to work.
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It had been thirty minutes since the bell marking the end of classes for the day had rung. Thirty minutes. She needed to be on the ice in exactly thirty-seven. And Lexa was still nowhere to be found.
What the hell?
Impatiently picking up her phone from her butt pocket, Sofia angrily tapped her fingers on her keyboard, sending another text to her sister.
Are you dead or what?
Where are you????
And another one.
Alexandria Jasmine Woods.
She lost count of how many messages she sent.
HELLO!?!?!
Hey, it’s me, Sofia.
You know, your little sister whose practice is in a half-hour?
Oh yes, she did call her repeatedly, but every single time it hit her sister’s fucking voicemail. Damn it Lexa, pick up your stupid phone!
“Hi you’ve reached Lexa Woods, I’m probably busy right now but please leave a message and I’ll call you back as soon as possible. Have a great day, thank you!”
“Lexa where are you hiding? You were supposed to pick me up from school and now I’m going to be late for my training! Just pick up your expensive ass phone for once!”
“Hi you’ve reached Lexa Woods, I’m probably busy right now but please leave a message and I’ll call you back as soon as possible. Have a great day, thank you!”
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING???? CALL ME.”
Seeing as her sister had seemingly forgotten about her existence, Sofia turned to her last resort: Anya. Luckily for her, their older cousin had picked up as soon as the teen called her and kindly took her to the atrium.
“I’m going to strangle her, don’t worry Little One,” Anya said very seriously, eyes never leaving the road ahead.
Sofia loved Anya.
“Please do, she can be so fucking hard to reach sometimes. It’s so annoying.” Sofia groaned.
“First of all, language! Second of all, while you are totally right on that point, I get why it can be hard for Lexa to pick up whenever you call. She’s an actress, she spends hours on set. She won’t be able to always answer your calls. But I get why it upsets you, maybe you should talk to her.”
The younger girl shrugged a little defeatedly. “You’re right. It just..sucks.”
Anya sympathetically smiled and patted her on the head.
“I know but hey, it gives us the opportunity to spend time with each other! It’s been too long since I’ve seen you skate, kid.”
Sofia brightened up at that, her smile reaching her ocean blues. “Right? I’m so happy to see you, my favourite cousin.”
The older Woods smirked and made a fond eye roll at her little cousin. “I’m your only cousin, you dweeb.”
Sofia playfully punched her on the shoulder. “Don’t be an ass An, you know what I mean. Jerk.”
Anya snorted before she replied amusedly.
“Aw, so sweet! I love you too, Little Bug.”
“Yeah yeah, me too, now take me to practice before Roans kills me.”
“Jeez, you really know how to make a girl feel loved.”
Sofia defiantly lifted her brow, a habit she definitely picked up from the very woman driving beside her.
(Anya secretly relished in it.)
“Would you prefer me to smuggle you in hugs and kisses while I’m telling you how much I adore you?
Anya scrunched her face in disdain, in fact, she looked pained at the mere idea of it.
“Never.”
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“Alright everybody this is it for today, thank you all for coming!”
Lexa loved her job, she really did. She was living the dream that she worked so relentlessly to accomplish and she was so immensely grateful for her successful career. She truly wouldn’t trade it for the world.
But she was tired.
God, she was tired.
So, so tired.
She spent her whole day standing up and taking pose after pose after pose for the photographers and the bright white camera flashes had given her a major headache. She did have a lot of fun talking and laughing and joking around with everyone on set for the shoot, but right now she couldn’t keep up with all the noise anymore.
It was a good thing then, that it was finally over. The only thing she wanted to do was go home, change in her most comfortable pyjamas and curl up on the couch while watching brain dead reality TV shows with her-
Oh no.
Sofia.
She was supposed to pick up her sister after school and drop her at practice and she had completely forgotten.
How could she even forget about her own sister, the most important person in her life? She was horrible. And Sofia would be so pissed at her.
Sure enough, when Lexa took out her phone from her handbag, a total of five voicemails and thirty text messages from her sister and cousin combined were waiting for her on her lock screen background.
Shit, shit, shit.
“Hey Lex, what’s with the face?” Echo asked as she put her hand on her best friend’s shoulder, a frown on her face.
“What face?” The brunette asked sounding a little defensive.
“Like someone kicked a bunch of innocent puppies and kittens right in front of you. Wait, I know this face. This is Sofia-related, what happened?”
Of course, Echo, her best friend since first grade, would immediately know what’s up with her. But now wasn’t the time to have a chat with her friend, she desperately needed to go.
“I messed up. Listen I can’t talk right now, I really need to go. I’ll call you later see you tomorrow bye love you!” Lexa hurriedly spoke as she quickly made her way out to her car and to the atrium.
When she got there, Anya was patiently waiting for her, but Lexa knew better than to think her cousin was as calm and collected as she actually looked. In fact, with her crossed arms and near serene face, the older woman looked almost scary. Slowly, like a frightened kitten, Lexa made careful little steps forward until she was right in front of her cousin.
Unbeknownst to the actress, Anya was having the time of her life watching her approach like she was marching to her own execution. She had to fight the amused smirk trying to creep up on her features.
Deciding to have her fun with her cousin a little bit, Anya took her famous icy stare and stone-cold tone, the ones who’d make grown men pee themselves.
“You’re late.”
It was a short simple sentence, really.
Usually, Lexa wasn’t one to be intimidated easily, she definitely knew how to stand her ground and she certainly didn’t take anyone’s shit.
But Anya.
Dear lord.
Anya was something else.
There was this thing about her cousin that had always made her squirm like a terrorized baby deer caught in the headlights. With her ramrod straight posture, and really that was the only straight thing about her, her deadly cutting jawline and her cool expressions, Anya looked daunting. And now that The Stare™ was directed at her, Lexa honestly thought she would have a heart attack.
“...Yes,” The twenty-seven-year-old managed to say without sounding as panicked as she felt.
Anya continued to study her with narrowed eyes for a few seconds, making Lexa’s heart pound in her chest for all the wrong reasons.
Anya would surely kill her.
“It won’t happen again. Promise it.” The older brunette took a step in Lexa’s space threateningly, relishing in her cousin’s fear struck face.
Lexa rushed the words out of her mouth. “I promise. I’ll do my best.”
Just like that, Anya dropped the act and her face broke into a genuine smile. “Good! How are you, little cousin?”
Hollywood’s sweetheart looked dumbstruck, her pupils going side to side trying to understand what was happening. Fortunately for her though, Anya did it for her. “Lexie I was just kidding. I’m not actually mad at you, only a tiny bit upset. Try not to forget about your sister again, I won’t always be able to just leave work like that and, well, let’s say Sofia wasn’t too pleased with your..mistake.”
She felt immensely relieved to know Anya was just messing with her, but Lexa couldn’t help the way her shoulders sagged in remorse. “I know. Anya, I’m so sorry I honestly completely forgot, things were just so busy and crazy on set and my phone was in my bag and I know I should have kept it with me but-”
“Whoa there, slow down. Lexa, it’s okay, Sofia wasn’t late and she understands, she’s maybe a little upset but she understands. We talked about it, she and I. She will not hold it against you, trust me.”
Green eyes were wide and vulnerable and remorseful as the actress let out a whisper of a “You’re sure?” to Anya. It reminded her so much of the lost eighteen-year-old girl drowning in pain and sorrow that Anya felt her heart clench and couldn’t help but softly yet firmly grip Lexa’s shoulders, the subtle physical contact grounding the younger woman.
“Certain. Sofia adores you with her entire being, you will never lose her. She is not going anywhere.”
Lexa inhaled a long steadying breath to take control over her overwhelming emotions once more and exhaled her irrational thoughts away. You’re fine, Sofia loves you and would never, ever leave you.
You’re fine, you’re fine, you’re-
The sight of a dark mane and high cheekbones flushed red from physical effort and exhaustion caused Lexa to abruptly turn around, wide greens locking with hesitant blues.
“Speaking of the devil. Hey kid!”
Sofia wore a tired, barely-there little grin as she looked at her sister and then her cousin, before once again resting her gaze on the actress, who looked like she wanted to throw herself at her and engulf the younger girl in a tight embrace, but her tightly closed fists and firmly planted on the ground feet told the figure skater that she was restraining herself, unsure of what her little sister’s reaction would be.
To be perfectly clear, Sofia wasn’t mad per se at her sister. If she had to be completely honest, what upset her the most was Lexa’s crazy agenda which barely let her breathe and so, barely left her time for them to spend with each other. She knew Lexa was not to blame, and that it upset her sister just as much as it did her. No, Sofia was not mad at Lexa.
She just missed her.
“Hey you two,” the teenager lightly said, flashing the two women a genuine smile with her lips pressed together.
Her smile reached her ocean pools and Lexa could breathe again, they were fine. With that in mind, she gave in to the temptation and stepped forward to pull her sister in her arms while a flood of apologies came out of her mouth.
“Sofia, love I’m so, so sorry. I completely forgot about you and that is unacceptable and I am terribly sorry. I can’t believe it just flew off my mind like that, you don’t know how ashamed I feel. I’ll make it up to you I promise, what about I cook your favourite meal for dinner, how does that sound? And I’ll invite Anya over!”
Said woman lifted a perfect eyebrow, amused to see her younger cousin so frantic while Sofia made a pleased smile and extended her hand for Lexa to shake as if they’d just concluded a business deal.
“Alexandria Jasmine Woods, you’ve got yourself a deal.”
Lexa grinned from ear to ear, her sister was the best and she had nothing to worry about.
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“To Clarke Griffin, the best doctor in the whole world!”
Clarke, Raven and Octavia had a little girls night out to celebrate the blonde’s first successful day at the hospital and they went to a nice Italian restaurant in Manhattan. With their three busy schedules, the women didn’t have much time to really hang out together like they used to, so tonight was the perfect occasion to do just that, and everything was great; the food, the wine, the place and most importantly, the company.
They were currently having their first glass of Pinot noir as they made a toast in Clarke’s honour.
“Aw, thank you guys!” the blonde exclaimed, feeling warmed and content at her oldest friends’ thoughtfulness.
Raven put down her cup of wine on the small circular table before she made a show of placing her two elbows on its surface and resting her head on her closed fists as she playfully wiggled her eyebrows at her blonde friend in true Raven fashion.
“So, how was it? Any crunchy gossips about some hot doctors or nurses? Did they treat you well out there? I sure as hell hope so because if not I’ll want to have a word or two with your supervisor,” the Latina asked and Clarke was not sure if her friend was for real with her unspoken threat.
Knowing the sharp girl, she probably was.
“Working at the hospital was great, Linc and I were incredibly busy all day and I loved it. I met this nurse, Harper, approximately our age. She’s so sweet and cute, she was really nice to us and she was very welcoming. Oh my god, Lincoln had this little girl patient he told me all about and oh god he was so cute like he was laughing and smiling as he was telling me how Sasha, the little girl, broke her proximal left humerus and how brave she was and it was just such a beautiful thing to witness, the adoring smile he had. So yeah, great day,” Clarke finished, eyes bright with excitement.
She truly was delighted by how well her first day as an intern went, she loved helping people and aspired to become a surgeon since she was a child, preferably in paediatrics. She loved kids, they were just so pure and bright and full of hope.
“Careful Griffy, O might get jealous if you keep talking about her dear Lincoln like that. You have some competition here, Blake.” Raven smirked, relishing in the way Octavia’s eyes narrowed the slightest as she playfully eyed their blonde friend up and down as if studying her. Clarke only rolled her eyes and scrunched her face in mocked disgust.
“Ew no! Lincoln and I are like brothers and sisters, that’d be like incest or something. He’s all yours, O. Well that is if you finally decide to get both of your heads out of your ass and actually make a move on each other.”
The younger girl blushed furiously and tried to hide it with a pathetic scoff at which Raven snorted at before she once more brought her glass of Pinot noir up in the air to make another toast.
“Wow, I feel like this is going to be an interesting year... To 2018!”