Authors note: Sorry about the break guys i had a ton of stuff to catch up on and studies just got in the way. Hopefully I'll go back to regular posts.

"Octavia Please" Clarke Cried miserably.

They had gotten to the mall and hour ago, Octavia raving about how amazing her Boyfriend. He was a photographer for nature magazines with a very artistic hand, She had been with him for a little over a year and while Clarke hadn't had time recently, Earlier on in their relationship she had talked to him a lot about his work and hers. He was a perfect match for Octavia and was a total saint for being able to manage her craziness.

Once they had arrived Octavia had dragged her straight to some travel shop to show off The pictures Lincoln had taken for some brochures on his last trip. He had started taking smaller jobs with shorter travel time so he and Octavia wouldn't be separated for so long, his usual stuff was much more exquisite than what the brochures showed, still beautiful but not unique.

After that she had been dragged to Octavia's favorite purse store, then her favorite bag store, where she lingered around tossing her head to the side before dragging Clarke out again. They had looked in three clothing stores, two high-end ones where the retail women gave her judgmental looks due to her current appearance but had found nothing to her liking so far. Several shops and three complaints later Octavia saw something intriguing.

"This way!" Octavia proclaimed loudly, marching into another store. She had hold of Clarke's hand as she dragged her to the dresses, immediately riffling through the racks with interest. Clarke Browsed half halfheartedly through the dresses, Eh, ick, hmm, Nah, She thought as she glanced at each.

"O, this is useless" Clarke complained, "can't I just wear jeans?" She asked, turning to her friend, her eyes widening comically.

Octavia stood beside her with a mountain of dresses piled high in her arms, she tried to lean around them dropping some before giving up, she wiggled her fingers at the blonde and backed away. Clarke picked up the items she had dropped and followed the younger girl.

"Uh, O?"

She dropped the pile onto the couch outside of the dressing rooms, Dropping down onto it with a huff.

"Okay, go on" Octavia said, gesturing to the pile.

"O?"

"Look, Clarke, trust me, we only have a few hours before we have to start getting ready and the fact that you haven't been out in ages makes me think there's a lot to be done."

"What, Octavia"

"No offense Clarke but when was the last time you shaved your legs?"

"Yesterday," Clarke said triumphantly, Octavia smirked at her.

"Ohh," she said slowly," just felt like doing it yesterday or, did ya have a motive?"

"I'm going to go try these on" Clarke replied, snatching up a handful of dresses and shuffling to the closest change room, Octavia giggling behind her.

The first dress was a dark green ankle length dress with a slit up the side, Octavia appraised her in it but they agreed it wasn't right for a bar scene. She put it aside and tried another. The next three were no good, too many ruffles or studs. The one after that wasn't bad but was too short for her liking. Half way through the pile Octavia Skyped Raven on Clarke's phone and she joined in on judging the dresses while Octavia, presumably, texted her boyfriend.

20 minutes later, Clarke dropped beside Octavia on the couch, tired and wanting to go home.

"What do we do with all of them?" Clarke asked, looking at the pile of clothes on the other side of the change room door.

"easy, we go and pay as fast as we can before they come see this mess" Octavia replied jumping up and scooping up a few items Clarke hadn't noticed. They paid and exited quickly, Clarke turned towards the exit but Octavia grabbed her arm and she sighed, allowing her friend to drag her into yet another store.

"This place has the best selection of sexy lingerie," Octavia said stopping to wriggle her shoulders suggestively at Clarke who rolled her eyes. before directing them to the racks around her, couldn't hurt to look.

She felt her friend's eyes on her but she didn't say anything, they drifted apart after a few minutes, Octavia having seen something across the store and Clarke content with the selection in front of her.

Clarke picked out a few subtle pieces that caught her eye, mostly blues and grey, but as Octavia headed her way she noticed her basket full of bright, some neon, choices.

"Do I want to know?" Clarke said sheepishly. Octavia wiggled her eyebrows and inclined her head to the side, Clarke followed.

"Let's play," Octavia said, giving Clarke a handful of items and pushed her into a changing room. Clarke's eyes went wide and she tried to stutter out a no. "Come on Clarke we haven't done this in years and we have time to spare, gotta get your blood pumping for tonight" She could tell Octavia was sporting a wicked grin as she spoke and Clarke knew there was no getting out of this, she so wished she had never invented this game.

In college, after a few too many tests, the girls were drained of all energy and simply couldn't find anything to cheer themselves up so they ended up inventing a game whilst they were out shopping. It was innocent, they simply went into different stores and tried out as many outfits as they could before someone asked if they were actually going to buy anything, and they rarely did. The game had escalated when they had decided to do it after a party had carried on from one night halfway through the next day and Octavia thought it would be fun to do it in the most expensive lingerie shop they could find.

They would pick something modest then sport it around in front of the changing rooms, whoever got the best reactions from other shoppers won the game. The best Clarke had got was a few gasps from older ladies in the store and some guy getting slapped by who she assumed was his girlfriend when his open jawed staring had lasted too long. Octavia held the record for the time a guy choked on a donut when he saw her, as well as the time she got numbers from two of the employees.

"This is stupid O," Clarke said, slipping into a blue, long sleeve lace and mesh teddy that hid the important parts. She admired her reflection in the mirror, her hair was still in its messy bun but with a bit of makeup, she could really rock this look she thought as she looked at herself from different angles. it was surprisingly flattering and tasteful.

"Just get out there, I'll watch through the gap in the doors. Wow, these gaps are huge that's super creepy" she said on the other side of the wall. Clarke groaned, she hadn't done anything this risque in forever, it was nerve racking but Octavia wouldn't let her live it down if she didn't.

"Fine, but I'm coming into your stall" Clarke replied, rubbing her temples and looking in the mirror once more.

"Yeah yeah," the lock next door unlatched and Clarke took a breath. "But you gotta walk to the closest rack and grab Something, that's the rule" Clarke grumbled under her breath and unlocked her stall, she stood straight and stepped out, walking with purpose to the closest rack. Immediately she felt eyes on her but continued on, browsing for ten seconds when she reached it, As stipulated in the rules, before turning back to the change rooms and forcing herself to walk slowly.

"God O," she said once she was safely inside with her friend, "I think I blacked out"

"You did great, and that looks fucking great on you, you should definitely get it" Octavia replied, looking Clarke up and down. "And you got two slack jaw looks from some hottish twins and a glare from some girl near the boring stuff.

Clarke huffed out a breath, her nerves slowly being replaced with excitement, like the rush you get after you do something dangerous. She smiled back at her friend, shaking her head.

"Your turn."

"Gladly" Octavia replied with a bright smile, she quickly showed off her own teddy, It had one sleeve with a sheer leopard print design and a midriff cutout, she looked absolutely fantastic in it with her long dark hair flowing wildly down her back. Clarke shuffled to the door to get a look at the faces in the store as her friend exited, the first to react was a tall rigid looking woman who choked on a breath mint when she saw Octavia, then a teenage girl who stared in admiration. Octavia headed back to Clarke's previous stall, Clarke chuckled as she watched a tall guy rounding an isle, his eye brows shooting up before he walked right into a display stand tripping over it and sending lingerie everywhere.

Octavia had shot into the stall after seeing the guy tumble, bursting into a fit of giggles.

"Darn it, I was going to do a round two," Octavia said, shimmying out of her outfit, Clarke did the same, giggling as Octavia tried to speak between fits of giggles.

"I don't think that's a good idea O"

"I know I know"

"You won easily this time" The laughed together as they redressed and grabbed whatever they intended to buy, leaving the rest in the stalls.

"I wanted to see you in that neon pink set" Octavia complained as they headed to the counter, ducking down aisles to avoid the group of people who had gathered to help the man off of the display stand, he had a fluffy pink thong hanging off of his head and they had to cover their mouths to hide the laughter.

"You always get the best reactions"

"Luck" Octavia replied Clarke gave her a knowing look, "Okay, I'm hot, sue me" They chuckled together.

"food or home," Clarke asked, pointing to the food court and the exit.

"Food to eat on the way to your place." Octavia declared, Clarke nodded. Octavia got distracted by an incredible pair of boots and by the time they reached the food court the lines were full and the tables bustling.

"Well shit," Clarke said, looking around. Octavia shrugged heading to one of the cues "isn't that the guy from the store?" Clarke asked, pointing to the tall guy in the line beside their own. Octavia looked him up and down.

"Oh yeah," She said, "Oh no!" She whisper shouted, pulling Clarke in front of her and ducking. "

"What you're not shy now?" Clarke asked, trying to turn around but Octavia held her in place.

"Stop stop, he's talking to Miller"

"Miller?" Clarke asked, trying to place the name "An ex-boyfriend I don't know about?"

"NO, well" She paused "No, he's Bellamy best friend"

"Oh" Clarke replied, still not seeing the problem.

"Clarke, he is basically obliged to tell Bellamy everything he knows about me" Clarke nodded along as Octavia spelled it out for her.

"If that guy sees me i will be forced to tell Miller how we 'know' each other and he will tell Bellamy"

"oh, OH NO"

"I KNOW"

"Uh, okay, Diversion?"

"Please"

Clarke rolled her shoulders and took a breath trying to think something up, she blew it out helplessly and walked out of the line she passed through the other lone beside her and rolled her eyes before dropping to the ground, cringing when her knee connected with the hard ground, she gasped really working the damsel in distress role. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a few people coming to her aid, one of them being Miller, luckily.

She acted airy saying "Oh my, I'm moved too fast" And "Clumsy me" She allowed them to help her to her feet before shaking them off with thank yous and 'your so kind but I'm fine really'. She managed to get away and found Octavia waiting for her outside, a guilty smile on her face.

"You play the Damsel in distress so well"

"And you have sexy vixen to a T, we all have our talents"

"That we do," Octavia agreed, "Shall I order Pizza?"

"Please" Clarke replied, they headed to the car and ordered the pizza, deciding to pick it up on the way home. They Picked up Raven on their way, The mechanic was covered in grease and sawdust when she climbed into Octavia's car.

"Don't ask," She said darkly as both girls looked her up and down. They raised their hands innocently in unison, turning to face the front as Raven huffed.

"Okay, Who wants what?"

"Diet Coke," Octavia said.

"Vodka" Raven added

'Uh, it's pizza hut, Ray Ray"

"fine, uh Dr. Pepper" Clarke Nodded,

"Be right back." She said, grabbing her purse and Slamming the door behind her, She glanced back at the car as she pushed the door open, both girls were now huddled close, gesturing wildly with big smiles on their faces. Her eyebrows knit together in confusion as she turned away, crashing straight into the door.

"Crap, Clarke?" Nope not a door, Clarke thought as a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Bellamy" She looked up to find his handsome face above her looking concerned. He reached out a hand to help her and she realized she was on the floor, her face grew hot immediately.

FUN FACT - i was tossing up between Bellamy meeting them at the mall and Bellamy being with Octavia when she picked Clarke up, either way the thought of flustered Clarke made me want to write more - i know Clarke isn't really one for appearances but hey neither am i but i get flustered when i think i look horrible in front of a crush... WERE ALL PEOPLE!...

Anyway sorry its so short but i honestly barely had time to even do this so yeah, just a bit of cute clarktavia goodness.

Enough of that hope you enjoyed!