Hey everyone! This is my first story so I apologize for any bad grammar. As you have probably already noticed, I am still trying to get the hang of everything. I hope you enjoy!
Inner Battles~
Adrian finished his history report the minute Percy walked in. Adrian smiled, but on the inside he was a disaster. He, son of Athena, kept on having battles with himself. These battles were over no one else but Percy Jackson, daughter of Poseidon. Her sea green eyes and midnight black hair made him completely lose control whenever he saw her. It was like he didn't know right from wrong anymore. In other words, Adrian Chase was head over heals for Percy Jackson.
"What's wrong," Percy said, "Didn't get your daily dosage of Percy?"
Adrian snorted as Percy smirked.
"Yeah, like I'd need that!"
"Hey!"
Adrian laughed as Percy pouted. As much as he hated to admit, he thought she looked so cute when she did that. As Adrian's laughter died down, Percy looked up at him.
"Are you going?" Percy asked.
Just looking at Percy's face, Adrian knew exactly what she was talking about.
"The dance? No way," Arian said as he slowly took his architecture book out of his school bag.
"Why not? I really want to go, and I don't feel like going with Troy."
He almost smiled at the thought of a grumpy looking son of Zeus and Percy on the dance floor.
"Okay. But why me?"
"Because you're Adrian, and you've been my best friend for like 6 years now?"
"First of all, we've only been friends for 2 years. Second of all, I would love to."
"Love to what?" Percy said as she tilted her head in confusion.
Adrian sighed. He swore she could be as dumb as a doorknob sometimes.
"I'd love to go to the dance with you, Seaweed Brain."
"Really! You are officially my favorite person in the world right now!" Percy said enthusiastically.
Adrian just smiled. To be honest, he didn't want to go. But looking at how bright Percy's smile was, immediately made him take it back. It was worth it to see that jaw dropping smile.
~Two Days Later~
Adrian huffed as he looked at the little pile of fancy clothes he had packed. Hey, usually at Camp Half Blood he just wore jeans and a tee-shirt. He never really intended to go to the dance. Looking at his closet, Adrian still wasn't sure if he made the wisest decision. I mean, Adrian liked Percy. The problem? He didn't want to. He knew the rivalry of Poseidon and Athena, and how disappointed his mother would be. His mother would be ashamed to see him dancing with a daughter of Poseidon. But then again, it shouldn't matter right? It was his life, not Athena's. He silently encouraged himself, as he finally decided on what to wear. For the first time in a while, Adrian smiled at both of his decisions.
I hope you guys liked it! Don't worry, I might just upload another chapter:)
