Just a quick oneshot I wrote. I actually got the idea while reading a profile, and it had "would you ever write a 1/8 fic" and it was Silena/Luke, and a light bulb popped up above my head.

Anyway, it's really short, I wrote this in five mintues, so hopefully you enjoy. Don't forget to review! Takes place before Luke betrays Percy in the Lightening Theif.

Highlight of the Day: I found a video on youtube for this song about swearing, so I've been singing "If you wanna hang with us, I don't don't wanna hear you cuss, DON'T CUSS! DON'T CUSS!

Silena POV

I picked at my nails as I stared in envy across the field, my heart racing, unbelievably fast. It was against everything I ever stood for, all which I'd believed in was simply tossed aside, because of him. The way his eyes shone whenever he smiled, the way his hair swept so perfectly across his forehead, even though it was always a mess. I noticed everything about him, every single one of his features were like a gold.

Yet he walked past me without a single backwards glance, and I felt ugly, something I had never felt before. A feeling so alien to me, that when it struck, my heart wanted to stop, and I wanted to fall down. I was accustomed to the constant double-takes I would receive, they were my support, my guidance, my reputation.

They were all I ever had.

Mother told me that no daughter of Aphrodite should ever have such little control over herself, because we are better, we are stronger, we don't suffer as many issues with love as everyone else. And I start to believe her, and act like I normally would, but then he walks by, and all the feeling goes away, and I'm left desperate for him to notice me. And I walked every day, knowing in my heart, he wouldn't.

That was, until the fateful day she was at the stable, brushing the horses, and he said hello, and her mind was reeling with the possibilities as she fell on her bed, and jumped for joy.

He wasn't just some boy. He was sweet, and smart, the best swordsman in the whole camp. He looked after Annabeth Chase, one of the youngest camper, as if she was his sister, and never treated anyone as a minority, because everyone was equal. I could see the sadness in his eyes everytime he told the story about Thalia; she must have been someone special.

I remember the day he returned from his quest, I was the first person to greet him, but he carried a new scar, straight across his perfect face. I didn't think any less of him, he was amazing, but ever since, he never was the same, everyone could tell, but I still wanted him more than anything in the world.

And I thought my chances were shot, were impossible, and my heart was dying for him, and I was ready to break, and I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted him, no I needed him, and I was ready to give up everything for him. I'd be anything if it meant I could be with him. I'd train unbelievably hard to become a sports girl. I'd be easy, let him do anything with me. I would even be his #2 girl, if it meant I was his something.

So I didn't care that it was harmful to camp and all of my friends as he stared into his warm eyes, holding his hand so tightly, his lips pressed closely on mine. His hand fet through my hair, while shivers rolled down my spine, and my head was dizzy, and I didn't want the moment to ever stop.

He slid the charm bracelet on my wrist, and watched him walk away into the woods. The sun was like a halo around him, he was my angel, my definition of perfect. I was unsure of when he would ever come back, but sure that what I was doing was worth it.

But it wasn't.

Because I learned cost and worth are two separate issues.

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