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"Once you really love someone, all previous lovers disappear,�� -Me

Y/n’s pov

Bonfires were dull; all someone could really do is sit and listen to monotonous stories and maybe eat some s'mores. If you were 'lucky' enough, you could be one of those cringey couples that laugh and flirt the whole time. Of course, others would judge you or even get a little jealous. I mean, who wouldn't want a relationship? Well, other than people like me—I hated the idea of being a gross couple and having all that public affection.

The fire grew dull, and the s'mores made me sick. I couldn't finish the one I made and ended up tossing it into a nearby trash can. “These are some of the most boring moments in my life,”

**THUD**

The loud sound scared me, making me jump in surprise. Swiftly, I ran towards the source of the noise, pulling out my weapon.

"Huh-?" Confused, I looked around for a moment before my eyes landed on the ground—a unconscious boy and a satyr. This wasn't something that happened every day. Sighing, I picked up the human boy, obviously struggling a bit.

"Oh my gods..." Barely managing to drag the boy to the infirmary, I placed him on a bed and called over one of the nurses to help. When Mr. Chiron walked in, he seemed uneasy seeing the black-haired boy in the bed. "Is everything alrigh-?" "Y/n, can I trust you to nurse him back to health?" "Why me?" "Y/N," his voice had a strict stern tone. "Fine." "Thank you, Y/n. I assume you know what to do, no?" "Yes, sir..." He walked off, leaving an unwanted boy in your hands.

???? Pov

The once unconscious boy's head was a throbbing mess; every inch of him seemed to hurt. Slowly regaining consciousness, he found himself confused of his surroundings.

"My eyes scanned around the room, and they landed on a H/C girl. Her hair resembled that of a princess, and when our eyes met, she gave me a polite smile."

"Are you up? Don't answer; you'll tire yourself out." She walked over and gently placed a pudding in my mouth. The taste was too good, but a hint of embarrassment lingered as I realized a girl was feeding me.

"Are you the one from the-" She cut herself off. "Actually, don't worry about that; it's not my business to tell." She continued to feed you more pudding. "Hu-" "Sh! They are coming!" In a rush, she quickly shoved more into my mouth, and I couldn't even feel when I passed out again.

Y/n’s POV

The boy passed out again, and a satyr walked in, appearing embarrassed as he avoided eye contact. "Is he yours?" "Mhm..." The satyr never broke eye contact with the floor, nervously picking at his horns. "Are you worried?" "N-No!? I, uh, am I, uh, just..." The satyr was a terrible liar. "Not a very good liar, are you?" "No, not really..." He started to grab nectar for the kid. "Hey, is it fine with you if I head out? I did my job." "Yeah, that's fine..." The satyr was still a mess; he most likely failed his job, but that wasn't my business. "I'll, uh, leave now," I said quickly, picking up a notebook I brought along.

Tired, I returned to my cabin. Sleep weighed heavily on my eyelids, and I rushed to my bed. The moment my cheek hit the cold pillow, something felt different from last night. An odd sensation lingered, but I couldn't quite figure out what was off. Before I could unravel what, exhaustion took over, and I fell asleep.

The following morning came like normal and I got ready normally too but yet again something felt off I didn’t feel this way before what was causing it now…? Confused I decided to just go do some training theres nothing better than training to get your mind off of things after all

My stomach then growled I should get breakfast first…

I made my way to the dining hall and saw a black-haired boy next to a blonde-haired one—Luke and the other kid. I waved at them before grabbing my plate. The camp food was okay, I guess? Not my favorite, but I didn't dislike it. I quickly finished my usual meal within five minutes and got up to go training. Surprisingly, Luke and the other kid also made their way to the arena.

Ignoring them, I grabbed my weapon and started practicing moves with a dummy, being careful not to break it again. After training for a while, my eyes went back to Luke and the black-haired kid; he was getting beaten by Luke. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, knowing that we've all been there before. Amused by the scene, I continued my practice, occasionally glancing over at their sparring match. The black-haired kid was putting up a good fight, despite the odds against him.

As I was about to try a new move I had seen another person doing, a loud amount of shocked noises caught my attention. Quickly turning around, I saw Luke completely shocked with his sword on the ground, and the black-haired, now wet, boy had his sword on his chest. The unexpected turn of events left the training arena filled with an air of surprise.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. A new kid managing to outmaneuver Luke of all people? It felt like a scene from some main character's story. The unexpected twist added a touch of excitement to the routine training day at camp.

I decided to end my training there and watched the two spar. "Come on, Percy, do it again," Luke urged him on. Percy looked confident but failed miserably. He tried again, but luck seemed to escape him. Whether it was beginner's luck or stage fright, I found myself getting bored and decided to leave the arena.

I went back to my cabin when I heard panting behind me. "W-Wait!!!" I turned around to face an out-of-breath boy, now identified as Percy. "Hm?" "I, uh..." He looked down, embarrassed, before looking up again. "I, uh, want your help with training!" "Me? Why me?" "I-I look, can you just train me?" I thought it over for a second before sighing, "Alright."

We headed back to the training arena together, and Percy seemed eager to learn. As we practiced various moves, I could see the determination in his eyes. Despite his initial struggles, there was a spark of potential that caught my attention. It turned out, helping Percy train wasn't as boring as I initially thought, and the camaraderie built during the session made it a worthwhile.

"You're doing better than most people already, but we really need to find you a balanced sword."

"Yeah..." Percy chuckled nervously.

"Well, that's it for today. We should get going to the campfire before we're late."

"But I was having so much fun!" Percy whined.

"Yeah, yeah, come on. Let's go," I sighed, rolling my eyes.

As we walked towards the campfire, Percy continued to express his enthusiasm for the training. He seemed genuinely excited about learning and improving his skills. Despite my initial reluctance, I found myself appreciating the newfound bonding time. Perhaps helping Percy was a break from the routine I needed, and the anticipation of future training sessions brought an unexpected sense of enjoyment.

As we sat down near the fire, we ended up sharing stories about our lives before we discovered we were demigods. Our tales flowed until I was interrupted by a girl—it was Annabeth. She walked over and sat down next to me, her beautiful gray eyes shining due to the fire. The unexpected interruption added a new dynamic to our storytelling, and Annabeth's presence brought a certain warmth to me.

Percy looked at me, sensing something was up, but I couldn't stop staring into Annabeth's eyes to notice or care. "Y/n?" He tapped me slightly. "Huh!? Yeah?!" He had an unreadable expression. "Like I was saying, I had a bad stepdad and-" He went back to talking about his life as I tried not to get lost in Annabeth's eyes, attempting to refocus on Percy's story.

We kept talking, but Annabeth left as swiftly as she joined our conversation. Despite my attempts to focus on Percy's words, my eyes would occasionally wander to her. Each time, I'd be met with the annoyed expression of Percy, who seemed determined to keep my attention on our discussion.

As we said our goodbyes and went to our respective cabins, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The weird pit in my stomach persisted, like of the moments when Annabeth walked near me. However, she wasn't nearby, and I couldn't understand why I felt this way, especially since I didn't have similar feelings for anyone else. The mystery of the unsettling sensation lingered as I drifted into an uneasy sleep.

As I woke up again, that peculiar pit in my stomach persisted, a mix of uncertainty and an inexplicable emotion. Nevertheless, I carried on with my usual routine—fixing my hair and heading to the dining hall. When I saw Percy, a genuine smile couldn't help but grace my face. We sat down, engrossed in conversations about games and our favorite things. Eventually, our routine fell into a pattern: waking up, sharing meals, training, and the recurring unsettling feeling before sleep. The cycle repeated, leaving me grappling with the strange emotions that accompanied each day week after week.”

It wasn't until one day, as we sat at the campfire, Percy seemed about to confess something when Annabeth interrupted. "Y/n!?" "Yes, Annabeth?" I looked up at her. "I'm bored, wanna hang out after this!?" "Uh, maybe?" I laughed nervously. "I mean, it sounds like fun?" "Okay, let me grab something first!" She walked off. When I turned back to Percy, he seemed off. "What were you saying?" "Forget it." "What's wrong?" "Nothing, just tired. I'm going to sleep early." "Oh? Uh, okay, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." "Cringe." Percy walked off, and Annabeth came back, smiling. The odd pit in my stomach returned but it seems lesser than before.

The dynamic between Percy and Annabeth created a tug-of-war for my attention. As I spent more time with Annabeth, Percy's frustration grew evident. He'd storm off, only to return later, calmer, and ask to do something together. The constant cycle left me torn between the two, and the struggle to balance their presence in my life was becoming increasingly challenging. The lack of alone time added to the complexity of the situation, making it difficult to navigate my feelings and commitments to both Percy and Annabeth.

"But you promised to train with me today, Y/n!" Percy nagged loudly. "Well, she's going to help me in hand-to-hand combat!" Annabeth replied snarkily. The constant bickering between them had become unbearable. They both wanted me by their side 24/7, and I was tired of it.

"Enough! I am leaving and going to do something on my own! Leave me alone!" I snapped back before storming off into the forest, seeking some much-needed solitude.

The rustling leaves and distant sounds of the forest provided a momentary escape. As I walked deeper into the woods, the weight of the conflicting demands from Percy and Annabeth lifted, replaced by a sense of freedom. It was a much-needed respite from the incessant tug-of-war for my attention.

In the quiet of the forest, I reflected on the complexity of the situation. The constant struggle to balance my time between two friends, each with their own expectations, had become overwhelming. The solitude allowed me to gather my thoughts and decide what I truly wanted, away from the pressures of their competing desires.

As I was lost in my thoughts, I heard rustling and turned to the noise. "Hey, Y/n..." It was Percy again, offering a small, shy smile. "Can I sit down?" Sighing, I nodded, staring at the sky. "I'm sorry, but I just really like you. I like spending time with you." "Mhm," I replied, not wanting this conversation.

"I think there's something I should tell you," Percy said. I turned to look at him. "Hm?" "I-I think I like you!" He blurted out loud, his face turning a light pink. The revelation added a new layer to the already complicated situation, leaving me at a loss for words.

The revelation hit me like a tidal wave, the pit in my stomach now a tangled mess of confusion. "Huh!?" I stammered. "I'm sorry, but I just do!" Percy's admission left me reeling. It made sense, but the realization was unexpected. I wasn't a mess because of Annabeth well not right now; I was a mess because I liked Percy. He was the reason for the strange emotions that plagued my days and nights. The tangled web of feelings unfolded, and I found myself navigating uncharted territory.

"I'm sorry, we can still be frien-" Without thinking, I quickly pulled him into a kiss, shocking him. He relaxed right away and kissed back. In that moment, I had never felt so... good? The unexpected turn of events left us both caught in the intensity of the kiss, a cascade of emotions and newfound clarity washing over me.

We both pulled away, a blushing mess. "D-Do you like me, then...?" Percy asked nervously. "Are you dumb?" I teased. "Very..." We laughed, and I helped him stand up. "Let's go to the campfire before we're late." "Yes, Ma'am!" he replied playfully. "Dork."

We walked back to the campfire, holding hands, and sat down in our usual seat. I laid my head on his shoulder, laughing quietly to myself. "What's so funny, Y/n?" Percy asked. "I hate cringy couples, yet here we are..." He rolled his eyes and laughed. Maybe cringy couples can have a few good moments.

I SHOULD GO TO SLEEP NOW I HAVE A BIG DAY TOMORROW ITS FINNA BE MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

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