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Lexa was rushing around the set trying to get everything done that had been requested of her. Today was the first day that the actors were starting to shoot and the stress was high. She had had to come early to triple check that the main actors’ trailers were stocked to their specifications. Finn Collins, the actor portraying the male lead, was the most demanding. He had wanted the temperature in his trailer to be set at exactly 69°F and apparently needed to have a specific amount of a specific type of water bottle, both inside and outside of the fridge. He grossly requested condoms stacked in the bedside table. Lexa was happy that they had a cleaning crew for the trailers, so she wouldn’t have to clean up whatever he had planned. His list had gone on and on. Lexa had heard several of the other P.A.s gossiping excitedly over being part of a film that he was on. She wasn’t impressed.
The demands that did surprise her was Clarke Griffin’s. She was the female lead, and their top billing, and had very few specifications, hers were more like requests, which endeared her to Lexa already. The brunette had been told by her cousin, who was one of the producers, that even if the list was light, she should make an effort to make Clarke Griffin happy. So, Lexa had ordered a couple of bouquets of flowers to add some color and pleasant scents to improve the trailer. Lexa figured she would get to know the actress a bit more throughout production and would be able to supply her things that she likes.
After she finished with the four trailers that she was in charge of, Lexa looked around to see if there was anyone in need of something. She checked her phone and found no current requests for the director or producers, so she decided to take a break. She shifted her drawstring bag off of her back and searched through to pull out her book. She spotted a chair near the foodservice table, she figured if she moved it away slightly, she wouldn’t be forced to socialize with anyone grabbing something to eat. Before she settled down completely, she set an alarm on her phone for her next scheduled chore, after that was done, she happily lost herself in her book.
In what seemed like no time at all, her concentration was interrupted by some asshole kicking her chair. Looking up with a glare, she found that it was indeed an asshole. “Why, hello there, Anya, how can I help you?”
Her cousin was standing there with her arms crossed. “Really Lexa? Dad wanted you to do this in order to get more socialized or some shit. Why are you just sitting here alone, and, if I say so myself, looking lazy.”
Lexa scoffed. “First off, I have been here since four in the morning making sure the lead actors’ trailers were in order. So, I’ve already been here for,” Lexa pulled out her phone to check the time, “four and a half hours. Also, Uncle Gus demanded this of me as much as he forced you to give me this job. I am quite happy working in the archives, thank you very much.”
Anya groaned and shook her head before pinching the bridge of her nose. “Lexa, doing that you spend most of your time alone. Then you go home to an empty apartment. You don’t even have a fucking cat.”
“Hey! Just because I’m a lesbian does not mean I have to have a cat!” Lexa whisper yelled while looking around to make sure no one was close.
“Listen, things are going to be picking up now that everyone is going to be on set. Try to at least make friends with the other P.A.s. No 26 year old should only have one friend, especially when that is me,” Anya requested softly.
Lexa was taken aback, she didn’t think Anya would ever be soft when out in public. Still she sighed. “You know I’m not good with people, Ahn.”
The taller woman nodded. “I know, I just don’t think it is healthy for you to be alone all of the time, even if you have internet friends. Hell, you haven’t gotten laid in… when was the last time you got laid? Do you even remember how to do it?”
And there went the softness. Lexa looked down knowing full well that her face probably looked like a tomato right now.
Anya patted her head. “Just… try, please?”
Lexa sighed and nodded. “I’m here, right?”
“Because Dad threatened you,” Anya reminded her.
The brunette frowned. That was true. He said if she didn’t do this, he would fire her from her archives job. It was bullshit and she wasn’t pleased about it at all.
“It won’t be that bad. Just remember, if anyone gives you shit, just tell me and I will take care of it. I don’t want you getting fired over something stupid,” Anya said.
There was an increase of noise coming from near the trailers, causing them both to turn and look. Lexa’s phone went off right after. Looking down, she saw it was a message from the director’s assistant requesting that she make sure the actors go to the correct place. “I’ve got to go,” Lexa said standing up. She replaced her book in her bag and situated it back on her back.
“Remember what I said,” Anya told her, looking straight into her green eyes.
Lexa gave her a small smile and nodded. Taking a deep breath, she headed to the trailers.
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It had been three weeks since the actors began. So far, she was hit on by Finn Collins at least two times daily. Clarke Griffin was lovely and barely asked for anything, whereas the rest of the cast went nuts with requests. It drove Lexa crazy, she needed order, she thrived in it, and these people… they seemed to live to rip her apart.
By the fourth week, Finn Collins amped it up to hit on her no less than three times a day. She did her best to avoid him, taking a note from her cousin’s suggestions and telling the other P.A.s that gushed over him to help him. Lexa was irritated that these women were happy to commit to an asshole, in her own opinion at least.
Today, Lexa was called to the main shooting area as an emergency, so she took off running. When she ran up on the situation, she found a crowd.
“Guys, I’m okay, I swear, it is just a twist, I’ll be fine,” was yelled forcefully through the crowd.
“Just to be sure you need to rest,” one of the medics said.
“What? No! I’ll be fine! Just give me a minute!” Clarke demanded.
Lexa was tugged by her cousin and pulled to the front of the crowd.
“You will take care of her and only her, understand?” Anya whispered into her ear.
Lexa nodded.
“Clarke, we need you to be healthy for this shoot. We can, luckily, shoot other things at this point, but we need you healthy for the rest of it.” Anya dragged her into the circle. “Lexa here, will make sure you have everyhing you need, okay?”
Clarke seemed to grit her teeth before nodding.
“Excellent.” Anya looked around, “Take her to her trailer!” she announced.
Lexa sighed, knowing that she was now at the whims of another person. Still, it was better it was Clarke Griffin than Finn Collins. She followed the group that carried Clarke to her trailer and followed them in.
Once place down, Clarke crossed her arms and pouted as the medics moved around adding pillows under her injured ankle and placing an icepack on it.
“Is there anything I can do for you right now, Ms. Griffin?” Lexa asked.
“Replace my ankle?” Clarke requested.
“Alas, this movie doesn’t have the budget for that kind of sci/fi,” Lexa responded.
The blonde looked up at her and laughed. “What is your name?”
“Lexa.”
The blonde nodded and smiled. “How did you end up being my person?”
Lexa shrugged. “I was within reach, I suppose.”
Clarke laughed again. “Well, I already appreciate you more than the usual P.A.s who are trying to get something. How did you get this job?”
“Nepotism,” Lexa answer honestly.
Clarke narrowed her eyes at the brunette. “You haven’t asked for anything or tried to get in my pants yet. That is a first.”
Lexa shrugged. “I didn’t want this job, I was just told by my uncle if I didn’t take it, he’d fire me from the job I like.”
Clarke narrowed her eyes at her. “Your uncle sounds like an asshole.”
Lexa nodded. “You wouldn’t be the first to say that. Do you need anything right now? A water? A juice? A contract killer?”
Clarke barked out a laugh. The blonde looked up and seemed to debate her choices. “Unfortunately, it was my own damn clumsiness that got me in this mess, so the contract killer wouldn’t be very smart.” The blonde looked around and sighed. “I would appreciate a water, please.”
Lexa nodded and instantly went to the fridge. When she made it back to the actress, Lexa twisted the cap off before handing it to her.
Clarke chuckled. “Wow, that is some great service.”
Lexa just gave her a small smile before looking around for something to do. She saw that one of the bouquets she had gotten for Clarke was already wilting something terrible. Frowning, she went to examine it more closely.
“I don’t know who keeps getting me flowers, I am always pleasantly surprised when they show up,” Clarke said noticing Lexa’s interest.
The brunette blushed and looked to the actress. Clearing her throat, she gave her a little smile. “Your rider didn’t have much, so I figured I’d get something extra for you, just to brighten the place up.”
Clarke smiled brilliantly at her. “It’s been you? Thank you so much, I really enjoy them.”
Lexa tried to shrug off the appreciation but knew her face was completely red and giving her away. “I wasn’t sure what your favorite kind was, so I’ve been going for variety.”
“I really don’t have a favorite. I just appreciate that it isn’t all roses. You do a great job with picking them out,” Clarke complimented.
“I figure roses are overdone, plus I like all different kinds, as well,” Lexa responded.
Before anything else was said, a short woman with dark brown hair burst into the trailer. “Clarke! Are you okay? What happened?”
Clarke looked at the intruder and put her hands up. “Calm down, O, I’m fine. I just twisted my ankle. It will be fine in a minute.”
“Twisted your ankle? Do I need to sue someone?” The fiery brunette turned her gaze to Lexa. “Who the fuck are you?”
Lexa was taken aback and wanted nothing more than to melt into the wall.
“Octavia! Don’t be an asshole! This is Lexa, she is a P.A. and is looking after me,” Clarke explained. The blonde turned her gaze to Lexa. “Lexa this is Octavia Blake, my manager and life long pain in my ass.”
The short brunette gave the actress a middle finger before turning her gaze back to Lexa. “Do you not talk?”
Lexa grit her teeth and decided to keep her mouth shut and just shook her head.
Octavia’s eyebrows rose in surprise. “Oh, fuck, are you like mute, or something?”
Clarke burst out laughing, bringing everyone’s attention to her. “She’s fucking with you, O. Maybe if you calmed down and let her speak, she would.”
Octavia narrowed her eyes at Lexa, who just stood her ground. She realized that the shorter brunette was just concerned about Clarke and Lexa didn’t want to antagonize her further, but she didn’t want to seem weak.
The manager turned to Clarke again. “What do you need?”
Clarke sighed. “The medics just said I need to keep off of it and do what I’m doing now.”
“Okay, do you want a tv to watch? Your sketchpad? Want to run lines?” Octavia asked rapidly. Before Clarke could answer, the manager’s phone rang, she looked at the screen and back at Clarke. “It’s Bell, let me update him.” She then proceeded to answer the phone.
Lexa looked at Clarke who just rolled her eyes in exasperation and beckoned her closer. “I’m sorry about her. She means well, she is just kind of crazy. We’ve been friends since we were kids. Bellamy, the person she is in on the phone with, is her older brother. He is my agent. Since you are stuck with me, I’m sure you’ll be meeting him soon.”
Lexa just nodded.
Clarke chuckled. “What is the job that you actually like?”
Lexa smiled at her. “I work in the studio’s film archives. I actually have a degree in library science and have been updating their system and reorganizing things.”
“Why did your uncle demand you become a production assistant?” Clarke asked, looking sincerely curious.
Lexa sighed. “He is concerned that I don’t socialize enough. My aunt died a couple of years ago, and now he seems to be worried I will die alone.”
Clarke looked at her in surprise. “You aren’t worried about that?”
Lexa shrugged. “I really like my job. I don’t think it is such a terrible thing to enjoy silence. Plus, people make me nervous.”
Clarke nodded. “Are you the only introvert in your family?”
Lexa was surprised. “How’d you guess?”
“One of the films I did dealt with a lot of psychology, so I learned a lot doing that,” Clarke said with a shrug.
Lexa could tell there was more to it but didn’t feel she had a right to press.
The door to the trailer opened and everyone turned to see Finn Collins entering. “Clarke! Are you okay? I just heard.”
“Ever hear of knocking, asshole?” Octavia snapped at him.
Lexa was surprised at the manager’s retort.
Finn just ignored her and went directly to Clarke.
Lexa saw the blonde roll her eyes.
“I’m fine, Finn. I’ll be good as new tomorrow,” Clarke told him.
Lexa looked at her phone. The medics had said that Clarke was supposed to keep the ice on for twenty minutes and then off for twenty minutes. The time had passed and she went to remove the ice pack.
“Oh, hey, Lisa, right?” Finn asked.
Lexa looked at him, regretful that her movement brought his attention upon her.
“Lexa, her name is Lexa. She’s helping me out today,” Clarke told him.
The floppy haired man nodded. “Cool. Hey, can you get me a bottle of water?”
Lexa nodded and moved to the fridge placing the ice pack in the freezer, and getting a water bottle out of the fridge.
“You have two working legs, you could have walked the four feet to the fridge yourself, Finn,” Clarke admonished.
“What? That’s what P.A.s do,” Finn responded, not at all concerned for the way Clarke glared at him. “Does this mean that you won’t be able to shoot? I mean, we have a pretty strict schedule.”
Lexa shoved the bottle of water in his line of sight. This guy really was an asshole.
He took the bottle and frowned looking at the label. “Actually…”
Clarke cut him off. “If you want something else, you are welcome to go get it yourself. I will be back to normal tomorrow. The powers that be said they should be able to shoot other things today, so the schedule should be okay.”
“Which powers?” Finn asked with his eyes narrowed.
Clarke sighed.
Lexa could tell the blonde was done with this conversation. “Anya Woods,” she said, inserting herself into the conversation.
Finn looked surprised. “Wow, I guess if that bitch said it was okay, then it is definitely okay.”
Lexa narrowed her eyes at him and had to bite her lip from saying or doing something that would get her in trouble.
Clarke just glared at him. “Just go, Finn.”
“Yeah, get out of here, pretty boy, we have business to discuss,” Octavia added.
Finn looked around, seeming to finally take the hint. He turned to offer what Lexa was sure he thought was a charming smile. “I’m glad to see that you are okay, Clarke.” With that he took his leave.
“I wish there was a Finn repellent that we could spray around your trailer,” Octavia said looking at the door.
Clarke nodded in agreement before focusing on Lexa. “Are you okay? You seemed even less comfortable when he was here.”
Lexa shrugged. “I’m just happy he didn’t hit on me again.”
Octavia rolled her eyes and let out a long suffering sigh. “If it is female and has a heartbeat he can’t help himself. I’m just happy to hear that you seem to appreciate it as much as I do.”
Lexa frowned. “Well, he’s amped it up to hitting on me at least three times a day. Luckily, some of the other P.A.s for whatever reason swoon over him, so if something needs done for him, I can hand off the job to one of them.”
“Not your type?” Clarke asked.
“Well, I’m a lesbian. Plus, I had to make sure his trailer followed his rider to a tee and it was pretty clear he was an asshole just from that,” Lexa told them, causing both women to burst into laughter.
Once Clarke got ahold of herself, she patted Lexa’s arm. “I hate to break it to you, the fact that you reject him will make him want you more. It will just cause him to be more annoying, since he doesn’t like to make an actual effort.”
Lexa frowned.
“Can I ask a question,” Octavia requested.
“You just did,” Clarke responded.
“Fuck you, Griff, I wasn’t talking to you,” Octavia said with mock annoyance before turning her attention back to Lexa.
“Sure,” Lexa answer tentatively.
“Don’t feel obligated to answer,” Clarke told her.
“Why did you look like you were going to deck him when he called Anya Woods a bitch?” Octavia asked.
Lexa frowned. “Mostly because I just don’t like him. Anya takes that label with pride, trust me. It just irked me when he said it.”
Clarke looked at her in confusion. “I take it you know Anya personally?”
Lexa looked at her and nodded. “She’s my cousin and best friend. Which was another reason I got this job.”
“No shit!” Octavia said.
Clarke was nodding and then her face drained of color.
“Are you okay, Clarke?” Lexa asked with worry.
“You said your uncle made you take this job, and I called him an asshole,” Clarke responded.
Lexa was confused.
“Anya Woods is your cousin, which means your uncle is Gustus Woods,” Clarke whispered.
Octavia punched Clarke’s arm. “You called the head of the studio an asshole?” she yelled at her.
Lexa started laughing and both women looked at her in shock. “It’s okay, it isn’t like I’ll tell him. And like I said, it wouldn’t be the first time he’s been called that.”
Clarke didn’t look convinced.
Octavia seemed like she was contemplating moving across the country.
Lexa’s alarm went off and she got up to retrieve the ice pack. She set it back up on Clarke’s ankle.
“I’m sorry about your aunt, by the way. I met her a couple of times and she was a very kind woman,” Clarke said softly.
Lexa was a bit taken aback, but then smiled sadly at Clarke. “She was the classiest person I’ve ever met in my life. She was also more of a mom to me than my own. Plus, she could put Uncle Gus and Anya in their place in an instant and it was awesome to watch.”
Clarke smiled gently at her.
“So, I need to go take care of some things, why don’t you and Lexa run lines. I know you probably have it all memorized by now, but it would keep it fresh and maybe Lexa would have some notes for you since she is seeing it with fresh eyes,” Octavia said.
Lexa nodded, she could do that.
“Okay, thanks, O,” Clarke responded smiling at her friend.
“It was nice meeting you, Lexa. I’m sure I’ll see you around more now,” Octavia said.
“Likewise,” Lexa told her.
The short brunette waved at them and left.
Clarke directed Lexa to where she had her script and they settled in to start running lines.
∞∞∞∞
Clarke entered her trailer to find Lexa and Octavia talking, something she really enjoyed. The P.A. had really grown on her and she just wanted to spend most of her time with her. It was ridiculous, Clarke knew, but when she got Lexa to smile, she couldn’t help it.
Octavia hopped up and came towards her. “Your nerd has been talking about cinematography for about half an hour straight now. I get that you enjoy having her here, but for the love of god, please let me out.”
Clarke laughed. Lexa’s passion for and knowledge of movies led them into many interesting discussions. Luckily, Lexa was very organized, so whenever Clarke needed to get back to her job, the brunette had a timer so they didn’t lose track of time. The actress couldn’t help but find that adorable. “Don’t worry, I have it from here.”
“Thank fuck,” Octavia said before exiting the trailer.
Lexa had a frown on her face, watching the smaller brunette go.
“Don’t worry, she’ll be back,” Clarke told Lexa.
The P.A. nodded. “How was shooting?”
“I think it went well. Since it was with Indra, I knew it wouldn’t take long. She is incredible to work with. I feel like she gets the characters better than anyone,” Clarke told her.
Lexa gave her a little smile. “I’m sure she feels the same about you. You are always professional, and I know I enjoy watching you work. I imagine as an actor you make things better.”
Clarke chuckled. “I only hope to make things smooth. I want it all to feel realistic.”
Lexa got up and walked towards the blonde. “Clarke, you do amazing work. The few scenes I’ve been able to watch were phenomenal.”
Clarke waved her hands dismissively. She wasn’t very good at taking compliments. “Anyway, O said you were talking about cinematography?”
Lexa nodded. “I’m not so sure she enjoyed the subject matter.”
Clarke laughed. “Try to forgive her, she has a very short attention span.”
The brunette shrugged. “Oh, hey, I got you a coffee,” Lexa said getting up to get it out of the fridge.
Clarke grinned, both excited for the caffeine fix and thrilled at Lexa’s attentiveness. “Thank you so much, I swear I’m going to marry you one day, Lex.”
The brunette’s face turned red and her mouth opened and closed as if she were unsure of what to say.
Clarke laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll ease you into it,” the actress told her with a wink.
Lexa’s blush darkened in shade. She was saved from replying when her phone buzzed. Pulling it out of her back pocket, she glanced at the screen. “Uh, I have to go. Text me if you need anything,” Lexa said making a hasty retreat.
Clarke chuckled at the brunette’s retreating figure. Lexa was so easy to tease and Clarke loved how cute she looked when blushing. Deciding she should try to focus on business and not Lexa, she pulled out her laptop and sat with her feet up on the couch. Unfortunately, Clarke found her mind wandering to the brunette often.
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Since the initial time that Lexa was forced to be with Clarke, she found herself gravitating towards the blonde actress more and more. Clarke was so nice and always interested in what Lexa was up to for the day or what new book she was reading. Clarke even gave her permission to hide out in her trailer if Lexa wanted to read rather than deal with people for a while. During their time together, Lexa had learned that Clarke was only in a bad mood or grumpy after dealing with Finn, a call from her mother, or in the need of caffeine. So, Lexa paid extra attention the blonde’s shooting schedule and was sure to have a cup of her favorite iced coffee waiting for her.
Anya was wary of the burgeoning friendship between the two, but had to admit Lexa was doing exactly what her and Gustus were demanding of the brunette. She just cautioned her cousin to keep it just friendly. Lexa wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but just nodded along.
Lexa had also gotten to know some of the others on set. Raven Reyes was their expert for everything mechanical. The boisterous brunette had told Lexa all about the explosions and fires that were going to be shot in a month. The film was a drama and no matter what Lexa claimed, Raven insisted that all the best dramas had explosions. Indra Carter and Monty Green were actors that were about as opposite in personality as you could get, in fact, Lexa was pretty sure Monty was afraid of Indra. Lexa liked Indra because she reminded her a bit of her Aunt, fierce but loyal. Monty was a kindhearted nerd that watched a lot of the same shows Lexa did, leading to a lot of enjoyable discussions. He invited her to the next board game night he was having with a few of his buddies that he usually played with and she was actually considering going.
Today, Lexa was fetching coffee for the director, John Murphy, who preferred to go by just Murphy, and a few of the producers that were on set, including her cousin. She had to check her notebook a few times to make sure she got the orders correct, before putting the lids on the coffee. One of the producers had started spouting off an order that Lexa wasn’t sure was in English, before Anya stepped in and reminded the woman that Lexa was getting the coffee from craft services and not going to a coffee shop. She was about to get on her way to deliver when someone stood in her way. She looked up and was annoyed to find it was Finn Collins.
The floppy haired man gave her what he undoubtedly thought was a charming smile. “Lisa, how are you? I haven’t seen you around recently.”
Lexa sighed. “I’ve been around,” she informed him, not willing to go into further detail.
He nodded. “I’m sure you keep very busy. So,” he clapped his hands together, “this weekend, a group of the cast and crew are going out to a bar having a movie trivia night. I was thinking, you could come with me, I would be very willing to help you out with the trivia.”
Lexa almost snorted at the idiocy.
“Actually,” Lexa looked over, relieved to see Clarke coming to her rescue, “Lexa is already coming, and she has already been recruited to my team.”
Lexa does not recall this event at all.
Finn didn’t seem deterred. “Well, I’m sure when she realizes your team is going to be losing, she will be wanting to switch teams and come on to mine, upon which I will welcome her with open arms.”
This time, Lexa did snort, there was just so much wrong with that statement. She did her best to cover it up with a cough. Looking down at her hands, she lifted up the tray of coffee. “I need to deliver these.”
“I look forward to seeing you this weekend,” Finn said with a wink, before walking away.
Lexa frowned at his back.
“I’m sorry about that. I was going to see if you wanted to join us the next time I saw you but it seems Finn beat me to the punch. I just know if you said you weren’t going, he wouldn’t leave you alone about it. It is perfectly fine if you don’t want to go, I just thought that you might have fun. Plus, you would totally be our ringer,” Clarke rambled adorably.
“Clarke,” Lexa interrupted, smiling fondly at the blonde, “it’s okay. First of all, thank you for trying to save me from him. Plus, it could be fun. I mean, how could I turn down an opportunity to destroy Finn and show him that I very much do not want to switch teams for him.” Clarke barked out a laugh, which made Lexa feel like she accomplished something.
The blonde laid a hand on Lexa’s arm. “If you decide you aren’t enjoying yourself, just let me know and we can leave.”
Lexa couldn’t help the flutter in her chest at Clarke’s offer. “I appreciate that, Clarke.”
The blonde smiled warmly at her. “Who do you have to deliver those to?” she asked indicating the tray in Lexa’s hands.
“Murphy and some of the producers,” Lexa informed her.
Clarke nodded. “Can I walk with you?”
“Of course,” Lexa said with a smile. Lexa started back on her original mission. “So, who else is on your team?”
Clarke laughed. “Well, since Finn decided it was going to be a competition, I kind of stacked the team. I had immediately thought of you but wasn’t sure if you would be down for it, so figured I’d ask in person.”
“Are you saying I can’t say no to your pretty face?” Lexa said, almost tripping when she realized she called Clarke pretty to her face.
Clarke grinned at her. “I was hoping.”
They continued walking for a moment before Clarke started back on to who is on the team. “So, Raven actually found me. Apparently, she has some type of past with Finn, so she was all about trying to beat him. She had mentioned your name, too, so she may try to hunt you down later. I also got Monty and Harper, the makeup artist.” Clarke looked at her, “Did you know they are dating?”
Lexa nodded. Monty had mentioned it when they talked before. She had met his girlfriend a few times in passing, she seemed like a nice and bubbly person.
Clarke chuckled. “You probably know everything that goes on around here.”
Lexa shrugged. “People don’t usually notice me when I’m around, so they talk freely.”
Clarke frowned at her. “Well then, they’re fools.”
Lexa looked at her questioningly.
Clarke’s cheeks were dusted with pink and she looked forward again. “We also have Miller.”
“That isn’t a lot of people,” Lexa said with confusion.
“To be fair, there will be other teams, plus some people didn’t want to be on a team but will still be there. Everyone was invited to go, you probably heard about it and just ignored it. The bar has a rule that you can’t have more than six on a team. I actually had to turn some people down that asked to be on my team. Others have come up to me suggesting who I should recruit in order to beat Finn’s team. I’m sure you won’t be surprised to hear that he isn’t all that popular among the crew,” Clarke told her.
Lexa chuckled and shook her head, it was surprisingly heartwarming that Clarke knew her so well already. Plus, Clarke wasn’t wrong about the crew. “Most of the crew can’t stand him. He either tries to sleep with you or is demanding something of you. There seems to be little in between.”
Clarke rolled her eyes.
They came upon the producers and director. Lexa distributed the drinks as quickly as possible.
“About time,” Nia Queen, the producer that had wanted the complicated order, snapped at her, snatching the coffee out of Lexa’s hand. The woman had squeezed the cup causing some to erupt from the drink whole in the lid and land on Lexa’s hand.
Lexa hissed and shook her hand out quickly trying to calm the burn.
“I’m surprised it is still warm with how long it took you,” Nia sneered, before turning her back to Lexa and rejoining the conversation.
Clarke was looking at Lexa in concern, but the brunette shook her head at the actress, hoping she will just ignore it.
Anya took her cup and gently turned Lexa’s hand to see where the red mark was. She gritted her teeth and turned to glare at Nia.
“What? She’s just some P.A., she’ll be fine,” Nia said waving her hand dismissively.
Anya got up in her face, moving too quickly for Lexa to even catch her shirt to hold her back. “She is also my cousin, and as you can see, the star of our movie is with her, so maybe she was distracted by the needs of our star.”
The group turned to look at Lexa with wide eyes.
Lexa knew her face was completely red. She couldn’t believe Anya had just outed her as a Woods. When she had told Clarke and Octavia, it had slipped out, luckily, they had been fine with not telling other people. This was in the middle of the damn set and she knew for a fact Nia Queen’s son was a cameraman on set. She glared at Anya as she handed the last cup out and left without a word.
The last thing she had wanted was for people to know that she was not only a producer’s cousin but also Gustus Wood’s niece. She’s dealt with it before when people wanted to get friendly with her because of who her family is. Now she was about to be forced into the fucking spotlight in the middle of a movie set.
“Lexa! Lexa, wait!” Clarke called from behind her.
Lexa didn’t wait. She needed to get out of there.
“Lexa! Come on, you know I’m not coordinated enough to catch you!” Clarke called again.
Lexa groaned. She had seen the blonde fall over nothing at least five times since she really started paying attention to her. It must take her a tremendous amount of acting to look so graceful on screen. It did make her stop but she didn’t turn around.
“Hey,” Clarke said, coming to stand in front of the brunette. “Are you okay?” she asked with a concerned look.
Lexa looked around, so far no one was looking at her. Not knowing how to put her emotions to words she shrugged and looked down.
Clarke put a hand on Lexa’s shoulder. “I know you don’t want the attention being a part of your family brings but maybe it won’t be that bad. I mean, it was a dick move what Nia did. That woman has always been a heartless bitch and I usually try to avoid films she is involved with. I was shocked when I found out Roan was her son, he is actually a nice guy. I’m sure Anya just reacted to seeing you hurt. Let me see your hand by the way,” Clarke said reaching down the inured arm.
Lexa brought her hand up for Clarke to inspect the burn.
“Come on, I have some burn cream in my first aid kit,” Clarke said leading Lexa back to her trailer. Once inside, Clarke instructed her to sit down.
Lexa sat on the couch and placed the tray she had been carrying next to her. Her hand didn’t hurt too bad truly but at this point, she’d use any excuse to not be out among everyone.
Clarke came back and kneeled in front of the brunette. “Does it hurt?”
Lexa shook her head.
“Hey,” Clarke caressed Lexa’s cheek with her hand. “It will be okay.”
Lexa took a deep breath, she enjoyed the warmth of Clarke’s hand on her cheek. She just didn’t trust her voice, fearing that she might actually cry.
Clarke seemed to accept that she wasn’t going to get a response and started working on finding the cream in her kit. She gently applied it to the reddened skin. “There, that should help. Oh! I almost forgot,” Clarke got up and moved to the back room of the trailer where she had a bed.
Lexa watched her go, not sure what to expect.
Clarke returned with a big grin on her face and a book in her hands. “When I had that interview yesterday, I stopped by a bookstore. This was out front, and I remembered you saying you wanted to get it.” She offered the book to Lexa.
Lexa smiled softly. She was pleasantly surprised that once again, Clarke really paid attention to what she had to say. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”
“Of course! You were almost done with the one you were reading anyway, so I went in to find you something and this was right there like it was meant to be,” Clarke told her.
Lexa raised an eyebrow at her. “It is a new release, those are usually front and center, Clarke.”
Clarke rolled her eyes. “So much for appreciation.”
Lexa’s phone started buzzing incessantly. She ignored it, not in the mood to deal with work or her cousin at the moment.
“Are you going to answer that?” Clarke asked.
“No,” Lexa answered honestly.
Clarke moved the tray and sat next to Lexa. “You know you are welcome to hide out here as long as you want and we can just hang out and do whatever if you want to, instead,” Clarke offered. “And if you don’t want to go to trivia night, maybe we could do something else instead.”
Lexa turned to look at the blonde in confusion. “What?”
Clarke chuckled softly. “I hate to break it to you, Lex, but I actually really enjoy spending time with you.”
“You would miss out on movie trivia night to hang out with me?” Lexa asked, needing clarification.
“Of course,” Clarke responded shyly.
Lexa was dumbfounded.
“To be honest, I’ve actually been trying to work up the nerve to ask you out. On a date. With me,” Clarke said, her face very red as she babbled.
Lexa opened her mouth to say something, but Clarke interrupted.
“I’m sorry, this is a terrible time. You are freaking out about something else and I should be supporting you on that. Oh, god, I really just fucked this up,” Clarke’s head fell into her hands, hiding her face.
Lexa was blown away. She knew she liked Clarke. She really enjoyed spending time with her, plus, the woman was extraordinarily beautiful, so it would be impossible to not be attracted to her, she just never considered that Clarke might feel the same. She reached out and started rubbing a hand up and down the blonde’s back. “Hey, look at me, please?” Lexa requested softly.
Clarke didn’t pick her head up, but she turned it to the side so that Lexa could see her beautiful blue eyes.
“I’m not going to lie, I really never expected this. I mean, you are amazing and I’m just… me,” Lexa put a hand up to stop whatever was about to come out of Clarke’s mouth. “I’d be a fool to not take you up on that date, because I really enjoy spending time with you, too, and I think you are pretty amazing.”
Clarke looked at her hopefully. “Does that mean you’ll go out with me?”
Lexa smiled and nodded. This woman made her feel really good, how could she not say yes to her? The brunette’s phone started buzzing incessantly again. Lexa groaned before fishing it out of her pocket and looking at it, causing Clarke to chuckle at her. Lexa frowned. “Murphy is looking for you. I think he and the producers were discussing a part that needed to be reworked. He must want to get your okay.” Lexa ignored the rest of the calls and texts that were from Anya. Looking over at the blonde, she found Clarke frowning. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you okay?” Clarke asked.
Lexa sighed and nodded. “I just… I don’t know that I can deal with that anymore today,” Lexa admitted waving her and towards everything beyond the trailer.
Clarke reached over and squeezed her leg. “Just stay here if you want. You know you are always welcome. Hopefully, this won’t take long, and I highly doubt you’ll get in trouble for bailing early, since it is technically Anya’s fault.”
Lexa nodded and placed her hand over Clarke’s, giving it a squeeze. “I think I will just hide out here.”
Clarke gave her a big smile. “Awesome. Just, stay here now, do what you need to, we can hash things out when I get back.”
Lexa grinned. “I look forward to it.”
Clarke nodded at her and started to get up and walk away, but then came back, kissed Lexa’s cheek. “I’ll see you soon.”
Lexa grinned at the blonde’s retreating figure. She was thrilled that Clarke felt like she did. That was something she couldn’t have imagined. She settled into the couch and opened the new book that Clarke had so fortuitously bought for her. Just knowing that Clarke got her the book helped relax Lexa further.