A/N: Ok, so this is my first fan fiction and I'm going to try to maybe write more after this one. I'm not really sure how good/bad this is going to be so please just understand that.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this content. It belongs to Rick Riordan.
When the roman centurion entered my room to wake me, in a flash of a second I was sitting up, dagger in hand, ready to attack any opponent who dares challenge me. When I realised that it was simply a wake-up reminder, I quickly apologised to the centurion, generously telling him that he could take the day off if he desired. Much to my dislike, it turned out he did indeed desire the day off. I made a mental note to myself never again to give that option to people, and I felt that I was being too nice with him.
My name is Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano. [A/N: Sorry, I couldn't put in the accent due to the keyboard that I am using]. I am 16 years old and am the praetor of the Camp Jupiter. Recently, my fellow praetor, Jason Grace, went missing. [A/N: Just to clarify, this is set just before The Son Of Neptune, after Jason has gone missing. I'm hoping that I don't make any mistakes, in according to the timeline. Did that last sentence even make sense? I don't know but anyway, back to the story]. Ever since Jason went missing, the augur, Octavian, has been pestering me nonstop about electing a new praetor.
It seems that I am the only one to see through his lies, because I seem to be the only one who knows that he is after the role of praetor. I also know that if he is elected praetor, he will be much too powerful. Octavian is already a very powerful speaker, choosing each word he speaks with delicacy. Because of this, I was not even that surprised by the fact that it turned that I was woken up early because of Octavian holding a meeting in the senate to discuss the missing praetor issue.
I quickly got changed, did a quick brush of my hair, and headed to the senate house. [A/N: Sorry if this is not where they do senate meeting, however I was told, by a reviewer, that this is correct]. When I got there I found absolute chaos among all the centurions, who were arguing and shouting at each other. I hurriedly took my place at the praetor chair, and called for silence.
"Let me begin by saying-", I began, but was cut off by the oaf Octavian. "-thanks to the gods. We give praise to you lord Apollo, and hope that you guide us in this meeting", Octavian finished my sentence for me, though that was not was I was going to say. He stood, holding a little brown teddy bear in his right hand, using his left to slice it open with a small knife, claiming that the gods are there with us. For reasons unknown, I actually found Octavian kind of cute when he was holding the teddy bears.
I quickly pushed those thoughts aside and continued my "Praetor Speech". In the end the senators forced Octavian and I to settle our differences with a hug, and whilst I was hugging him, butterfly's danced around in my stomach. Before I could move away from Octavian, he held me in place, and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Wanna come over tonight. I can cook dinner", he whispered shyly. I blushed slightly, turning my head away, hoping he didn't notice.
I nodded slightly, again, a small blush covering my cheeks. This time, unfortunately, I was not so lucky, for Octavian did notice, and soon a small blush had also crept its way onto his usually pale face. I rushed off before I could embarrass myself further. As soon as I stepped inside my home, I quickly shut the door, allowing myself to slide down the back of it, a blissful smile on my face. Of course, I had wanted that to happen for a while now, though I tried to extinguish my feelings, in doubt that it would ever actually happen.
I decided to take a nap and was later woken up by the sound of the doorbell. I hurriedly opened the door, only to discover that I was standing, faces only centimetres apart, in front of…Octavian.
A/N: Please review :) It will mean a lot! I'll try to write the next chapter shortly! :)
