Oh how you struck me with those eyes

First Day

(read the tags) also none of this beta read

Clarke's first day at her new school, Polis High. To say she's nervous is an understatement. Her mother was offered a higher paying job so she understands why they had to move. It doesn't make anything better either way.

Clarke has been dreading this day since she moved into town. She's going to be the "new girl" especially moving during the second semester. Here she was up and ready to get over the terrible day. Her mother has been gone since 5 in the morning.

Starting her morning off, Clarke dresses with black ripped jeans, black high heel boots, a white blouse and a leather jacket. Reviewing herself in the morning Clarke nods and exits her new house.

Upon approaching the campus, Clarke doesn't think she's seen anything more crowded yet big buildings. She doesn't want to be noticed and just wants to get through this year as quick as she can.

Clarke is currently looking for the office, to get ahold of her schedule and at least a goddamn school map. After minutes, Clarke finds herself in the office in front of a tall dark man. Jaha, the tag laying on his desk says.

"Ah you must be Clarke? The new girl?" Jaha said kinda of out of breath.

"Yes, that's me" Clarke responded

Jaha reaches behind his desk and retrieves a small clutter of papers. From the clutter, he extracts two papers, a map and a schedule.

"Here you might need these" Jaha says as he hands Clarke the papers.

"Thank you, sir" Clarke replies, politely.

"Ah you're one of the respectful ones. Good to know that those still exists" Jaha praises her whilst chuckling.

Clarke laughs awkwardly.

The first bell is heard.

"Off you go! Can't have you being late on your first day" Jaha says, shooing her out of his office closing the door behind her.

Clarke releases a sigh. She examines her schedule, seeing her first period being Art. At least she can start off on a good class.

It takes her up until the second bell to reach the art class. Walking in, she sees at least a dozen canvas with their individual palettes. Clarke takes a seat in the far back corner. A fair looking guy with shaggy hair comes and sits right next to her. Just exactly what Clarke wanted.

"Hey i'm Finn but you can call me anytime" The boy, Finn, says, with a hint that's supposed to be charm.

"Yeah I'm going to stop you there. I'm not looking for a relationship of any kind, so you can run along now" Clarke deadpans.

"Wow you play hard to get. I like that" He says with the same glint in his eyes.

Clarke sighs and starts to get up. She moves a few canvases away, ignoring Finn's protests.

After first period, Clarke has little to no time to find Chem. She hastily finds it in time for the last bell to ring. Clarke looks around and locks eyes with the greenest eyes she's ever seen. Distraught, Clarke doesn't notice the teacher talking and directing her to a seat.

"I'm so sorry! First day nerves" Clarke whispers towards the male teacher.

"No worries. My name is Mr.Kane and as i was saying, you can sit anywhere there's a open seat"

Clarke nods and hastily moves, the class and those piercing green eyes following her every move.

She coincidentally finds herself next to those same green eyes. Clarke sits and takes out her pencil and focuses her attention up ahead. Not noticing the green eyes staring right at her.