Polis Underground

Chapter 15: Bubbles

"You ready?" Niylah asks while we take our seats in Pike's room.

"No. I mean I studied all weekend but I feel like I could have studied more." I say while pulling out a pencil.

"You will ace it. I know you will." Niylah smiles at me.

"Stop talking to yourself, it is weird." I say with a grin and she rolls her eyes playfully. Pike stands up in the center of the room.

"Alright, don't cheat. I will know if you do. Just take the test and when you are done you can leave." Pike says while he hands out the test.

I know I am smart and I am also good at school. However, I happen to be a horrible test taker. Pike puts the paper on my desk and I take a deep breath before I start.

The first few questions were easy, but the test gradually got harder and harder. I stumble onto a question about the muscle groups in the neck. I stare at the question then think back to what Lexa said.

I close my eyes and put my finger on my desk, tracing out the different muscle groups in the neck. It works better than I thought it would but I start blushing. I am imagining her body and the muscles on her.

I open my eyes quickly and clear my throat. I look back down at my paper. I know I got this correct...

"Why are you blushing... it is a test?" Niylah whispers and I glare at her. Next question. I do the same exact thing. This is not good. I trace out her body and think about all of her... tattoos. I think about how hot she looks when she is boxing.

I think about yesterday, how her body felt holding me while she was running. The feeling of her strong rough hands on my legs... I blink a couple times and look back at my test. This is not good.

Next question... just focus on the question. The question is important and I need to focus on... abs. No. Okay, question 23: "What are the main muscles in the hamstrings?" Not thighs questions.... not thigh question. I have seen her legs when she is boxing and- focus.

I answer the question, not letting myself trace the desk for the rest of the test.

***

"Are you okay? I actually thought you were about to pass out in there?" Niylah says while we leave the lecture hall.

"I told you the test was deadly." I mutter, not wanting her to know the truth.

"Sure... you have some anxiety issues." Niylah chuckles a little. I nod, I would rather her think I have anxiety than know why I was freaking out during the test.

"Yeah, anxiety. Anyways, want to have lunch? I am starving." I ask the woman next to me who shakes her head.

"I would love to, but Octavia asked me yesterday if we could have lunch. She wants to rant about her classes to me." Niylah says with a small grin, I smirk at her.

"Okay. I am good with that. I will go annoy Raven." I wink at Niylah, who takes this as a competition.

"Oh, Clarke, I know you weren't anxious. I used to blush like that when I had a crush on the girl sitting next to me in science during high school." Niylah says while a smile then she turns to walk away.

"I wasn't thinking of you!" I call out to her and she calls back.

"I know, Commander Lover." I just watch her walk away, then sigh. She won't tell anyone. I turn to walk to Raven's dorm when I get a text.

(123) 456-7890
How'd the test go?

Clarke
actually pretty well :)