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“Clarke motherfucking Griffin! I swear to actual god you better get the fuck out of that bed we have to leave for Polis in 45 minutes!” Raven yelled as she kicked your bedroom door open and threw a pillow towards your bed. It pinged right off your face and you let out a low groan of dissatisfaction.
“Jesus Christ Ray.” Clarke bolts into sitting position and if looks could kill- Raven would be dead on the floor. “Why do we have to leave for so early!?” Rubbing the sleep from her eyes and yawning.
“Because Griff, it’s a 3 day festival and I want to be able to set up camp in the best spot possible! Let’s go, let’s go, let’s goooo! Coffee is ready- get your ass in the shower and I’ll throw your bag in the car.” She shuts the bedroom door a little too forcefully and you hear her bouncing down the hallway towards the front entry way of the apartment.
Swinging her legs off the side of the bed Clarke stands and stretches before making her way into the on suite bath, turning the water on cold to help wake her senses. “I can’t believe I spent 500 dollars to go to some techno festival I’ve never even heard of.” Mumbling to herself. She isn’t even a big fan of that kind of music. Raven has been counting down the days to this festival for almost an entire year, and since it’s her birthday weekend Clarke just couldn’t say no.
Turning the water to the shower off she grabs a towel from behind the door and wraps it around herself, making her way to the chair by her closet where Raven so graciously picked out an outfit and set aside for her to wear for the first night of the festival, she threw on her black skinny jeans that hugged her hips just right, with a black halter that cut off showing a couple inches of her flat stomach. Stumbling back into the washroom she threw her hair into a messy bun and applied some eyeliner and mascara. She gave herself a once over and headed off to the kitchen for some much needed caffeine.
She finds raven in the kitchen cleaning a few dishes in the sink. She looks over her shoulder and gestures to a mug of steaming coffee a plate rests next to it with a breakfast sandwich. “Oh my god yes thank you Raven.” She snaps up the coffee and takes a generous gulp and sighs in contentment.
“Gotta start this weekend strong Griff. This is a weekend to remember!!” Raven folds the tea towel she was using to dry the last few cups and hangs it over the oven handle. “You ready for this?”
“Ya, just let me grab my purse and I’ll eat this in the car, how far is it anyways?” Grabbing her purse and double checking she has everything. Before snagging the sandwich and taking a large bite. “Gof dis is gudd” she lets out with a mouth full of food
“It’s about a two and a half drive. Fuck me sideways I’m so excited! And you- are disgusting. The lineup this weekend is outrageous!!”
“‘Am not, and in your dreams Rayes.”
“Fuck off Griff you know I’m hawt!” Raven grabs her keys from the bench by the front door, “let’s go!” She pinches Clarke’s ass as she pushes her out the door towards the car.
***
Two hours later Clarke sat in the passenger seat “Octavia just text me saying they’ve arrived and got a couple spots right by the front of the tent area. She’s going to save us a spot for our tent.”
Raven squealed in the seat “tell her we’ll be there in about 15!”
Clarke sent off the text and closed her phone “So who is all going this weekend anyways?”
Raven adjusts her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and glances over “ us, obviously- Octavia and Bell, Jasper and maya and Monty and Wells. Oh! Also Octavia’s new boy toy is apparently going with a couple of his cousins. One of them is even playing this weekend!”
Clarke liked Lincoln, he was a really sweat man. Octavia brought him around for the first time only a couple weeks ago and he’d already become part of the group.
“That’s cool.” Clarke said “ I didn’t know Lincoln had family in the music business…” this peaked her interest.
“Oh ya, she goes by Heda on stage, have you heard her? She’s amaze-balls. And super hot too, you need to see this girl honestly. Mmmf” Raven lifts her sunglasses to the top of her head winking at Clarke. Which in turn earns an eye roll.
“Are you hooking up with her?” Clarke looks over and Raven belts out a laugh.
“I would totally tap that. She is fine- you’ll see. But alas I don’t thinks she knows this hawt mama exists yet. Perhaps I can change that this weekend..” Ravens eyebrows move up and down comically.
“Slut”
“Clarke Abigail Griffin. How could you say such a thing to your best friend?” She held her hand over her heart with a pained expression of sarcasm.
They turn the next corner and hear it before they see it. Thumping base echos down a huge open space of land and ahead they see several cars already cramped together and tents being set up and beyond that a huge stage area assembled with large speakers and even larger screens. Workers finishing up final touches to the stage lights.
“WE MADE IT!” Raven dances in her seat. The girls pull into a parking space and hop out, popping the trunk and grabbing her bag and the cooler, Clarke takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. She doesn’t know why she’s feeling nervous, but also a little giddy.
Raven takes the tent and her bag and pops the trunk down. “Let’s go find everyone.”
After another ten minutes of walking they hear Bellamy “Princess over here!” Clarke cranes her head and sees him wave from beside his little blue tent he’s already set up, sitting atop a white cooler with a beer in his hand.
“Bell it’s not even noon yet!” Clarke laughs and he wraps her in a bear hug.
“It’s a festival Clarke. We should be wasted already really.” They laugh and he takes the tent you and Raven brought. “Want a hand with this?”
“Ya that’d be great thanks bell. Where is Octavia?” Raven pipes up.
Unzipping the tent bag with a sigh “she’s with Lincoln setting their tent.” He points to the grey tent about ten feet away
With the tent set Clarke steps back and laughs “where the hell did you even find a hot pink tent Ray?”
“Amazon obviously. Besides it’ll be easier to find the tent when your hammered later”
Clarke hums in approval. Raven is not wrong, looking around to see a sea of tents being set up and most of them all looking the same.
Bell opens a cooler and grabs three beers, one for himself and hands the other two the two girls.
“Heyyyy Bitches!” Octavia screeches as she pushes out through the flaps of her and Lincoln’s tent, clearly already a little tipsy. The brunette runs up and gives Raven and Clarke a hug, Lincoln walking slowly behind her with a grin on his face.
“Hey guys! Glad you made it!” He says with a wave. The rest of the gang coming up behind him.
After everyone had their tents set and bags inside they decided to grab another drink and head towards the stage area, where they were currently testing out the sound systems and prepping for the first performer.
“When does Heda play again?” Clarke hears Octavia asking and her ears perk up, curious to see who and when this is happening.
“Tonight she’s playing at 1030pm” he smiles with pride, causing a smile to creep onto Clarke’s lips as well.
“Heda, that’s your cousin right?” Clarke tries to fish for more information.
“Ya, her name is Lexa. Lexa has been working so hard coming up with a few new songs to sneak peak a release this weekend. It’s a big weekend for her. Anya and her parents are here helping her set up as well. I’ll introduce everyone later when I can.”
Lexa. Clarke mentally says her name over and over to remember it. What a pretty name she thinks.
****
A few hours later, and a few drinks later, Clarke is feeling the music. She’s holding a beer and swaying her hips to the beat of the DJ currently finishing up his last song, it’s 10:15 and she knows Lincoln’s cousin will setting up soon and she feels some excitement build not only in her friends but herself as well. The music dies out, thousands of fans screaming their applause as the event coordinators throw on a random mix while the upcoming show sets up. The blonde sees several people fussing around the stage hooking up wires. She wonders which one is Lincoln’s cousin, none of them particularly look like him. There’s a burly man standing at the edge of the stage that looks like a body guard, he stood at least 6’5” with long black hair tied back and a long beard with scars along his face. There’s a woman with dark skin and hair setting up a turn table in the centre stage and a younger blonde woman with Asian features and cheekbones for days setting up a microphone and camera.
“Check two three” the younger girl says into the microphone. Clarke zones in and watches everything in detail.
“Clarke! Heda is coming on in two! Raven squeals jumping up and down next to Octavia and Lincoln.
Suddenly everyone rushes off stage and the lights die out with the exception of one spot light to the stage where a young woman walks out, a large screen behind her lights up with a space scene of swirling colourful galaxies. Her fist clenched and held high in the air, tattoos lacing around the arm from shoulder to wrist. Her long chestnut curls tied back in intricate braids, black skinny jeans cling to her long legs with more rips than jean, and an oversized black muscle shirt with the word HEDA in white lettering scrawled across the chest, she had what looked like black war paint smudged around her eyes with tear stains running down her face, She looked fierce. She looked sexy as hell.
Clarke rubbed the corner of her mouth where she was sure she was drooling.
The girl walked up to the turntable systems in the centre of the stage and picked up a pair of headphones, putting them on and leaving one ear out to hear her surroundings. She scanned the crowd and spotted Lincoln by the front of the stage and made a curt nod that most wouldn’t have even noticed. The spotlight went out and the crowd went quiet.
What happens next, Clarke is not prepared for.
What almost sounds like church bells ding and the base reverberates through the ground, up through her legs and shakes her core, Raven nudges her side and quirks an eyebrow with a huge grin upon her face.
“Oh my gaaawd yes!” She screams into the blondes ear and she can barely hear it.
A soft female voice come loudly over the speakers “Greetings earthlings and welcome aboard spaceship project zingara. You probably don’t remember how you got here and that’s ok, you’re coming home now” the music starting up, lights flashing onstage, the musician pressing buttons and switches on her set up and your skin crawls in the best way possible.
“Oh my god she’s actually singing live too!” Raven screams and jumps up and down.
“This spaceship is like non other, when we blast off you will be leaving your physical body behind as your spirit body travels into the astral realm. When I count down you must close your eyes. When I get to one, you will feel a tingling sensation as you leave your body. This is when you may open your eyes. Are you ready?” The sultry voice floated through the speakers, the beat picking up and Clarke feels her eyes drawn shut when she hears the countdown beginning.
“10 9 8 7 6 5 4 32….1 “ the base drops so low she didn’t think it even possible. Clarke’s eyes open and her pupils dilate, taking any trace of her ocean blues, she feels a warmth wash over her body as the tingles run up her thighs straight to her lower abdomen, the musician on the stage with her arms open and bobbing to the base scanning the crowd with her forest green eyes, the blonde thinks she sees the beautiful brunette glance over to her several times before her heart sink’s remembering she’s a cousin of Lincoln’s whom is jumping around next to her.
Clarke let’s the music take control of her body, lifting her arms above her head and rocking her hips to the beat, letting it take her to another universe where it’s just Heda on stage playing the song personally just for her.
The musician flies across the tables before her mixing table and slams a button down Queuing the next section of the song, she looks down towards Clarke again and her breath hitches in her throat, she is definitely looking her way.
“Congratulations” she speaks into the microphone, “ you completed the first faze of orbit into the astral realm, it is now time for our decent into the lower realms. Everything that has been holding you back from reaching your full potential in this lifetime is ready to be released. Are you ready?” Green eyes focus to blue in the crowd. “Let go” she adds seductively as the base drops again, rumbling deep within you, creating heat between Clarke’s legs. She doesn’t think a song has ever turned her on so much, maybe it’s not just the song, “release..” the brunette adds between base drops and you can’t help yourself. Your standing there frozen just starting at her, panties likely ruined. From a song? It’s nuts.
Raven jumps against Clarke’s arm and her eyes snap over to her “she’s great isn’t she!” Raven screams dancing around to the beat of the music.
“Ray I think I ruined my panties” the blonde yells back and giggles.
“OMG Princess for real?” Her head snaps back and she lets out a hard laugh. Grabbing Clarke’s hands and dancing with her. “Girl you need to get out more!”
Heda’s set went on until about midnight and when the lights went out as she walked to the side of the stage she smirked over her shoulder towards the large group of people before disappearing down a set of stairs to the side of the stage. Clarke’s body was buzzing, and not just because of the alcohol. That was the hottest show she’d ever witness
The group of friends decide to head back to their tents to have a few more drinks, still being able to hear the music with no problem from there, but able to hear eachother talk again without screaming
“Lincoln what the fuck!” Octavia slaps him in the forearm. “Why didn’t you tell us lexa is literally a pro!? That was AWESOME!”
He chuckled and shrugged “she is pretty good I’ll give her that.” He checks his phone quickly “she just text me when she left the stage, she’s changing and coming out. She’s just in there,” pointing to the deep purple tent next to Clarke ravens. “ so don’t embarrass yourselves.”
Clarke’s eye widened and looked to the tent not 8 feet from hers. As if on cue, Lexa pushed the flap to her tent open and stepped out, the same black skinny jeans but a simple white tank top adorning her top now, along with a black beanie with a gear symbol on the forehead. She came over and Lincoln scooped her into a bear hug and laughed, “You did amazing tonight little Heda, congratulations!”
“Thank you Lincoln, it was a pretty solid turn out tonight.”
“Guys this is my cousin Lexa, Lexa these are my friends.”
Everyone waved and said they’re hellos when Lexa’s eyes landed on blue ones. Clarke was still standing there a bit awestruck, eyes wide. Lexa’s mouth quirked to the side in a small smirk towards the blonde. Clarke’s knees went weak.
“Hi”