AN: Weird name. I might change it. Suggestions?
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. If I did, I would be a genius.
Counting Stars
"Then he walked back across the green to where Will Solace was waiting."
When I reached Will, I gave him a half-hearted glare. He totally ignored it and grinned back at me. Damn Apollo kids.
"Ready to go?" He asked me. I just stared back at him.
"I'll take that as a yes!" he said, and grabbed my hand. I felt my face heat up. I jerked my hand out of his grip.
"I know hot to get there by myself, thank you very much!" I snapped. I turned my back on him and stormed away toward the infirmary. I heard him scrambling to keep up with me, but I payed it no mind. As I walked, I could feel myself get tired again. I stumbled on the grass, but managed to pull myself up again. Instantly Will was at my side ready to help. I glared at him again, and this time he backed off with a cautious expression. Then he saw my arm.
"NICO! Your arm's almost gone! Why didn't you tell me? You have to tell your doctor everything!" Will scolded me. I sighed, annoyed.
"It only just faded now. I didn't have time to tell you," I explained.
"Oh. Well anyway, we have to get you to the infirmary. Who knows what could happen?" He scooped me up into his arms bridal style. I felt my face heat up again, and I glared at him.
"Solace! Put me down! I can walk perfectly fine!" I growled at him.
"I'm not taking any chances!" He told me cheerfully. I growled, but decided not to complain. I was clear he wasn't going to let me down. He started walking toward the infirmary. I could feel camper's stares at us. I tried to make myself smaller in Will's arms. He smirked a me.
This is going to be a long three days, I thought, groaning.
AN: Cliched ending, I know. I'll update and It'll get better, I promise. Review?