I sit at my desk, quickly flipping through the pages of the book Chiron had told me to look through. Nothing, I think, as I pass another page with unicorn doodles. Eventually, I grow frustrated and slam it shut. I run my hands through my blonde hair, trying to think.
There's got to be something about the goblet, my mind races with thoughts, it can't just not exist.
My door slowly creaks open and I look up to see a boy with wavy brown hair and green eyes and olive skin creep in. "Are you done being boring? Want to go for a swim?" Percy says, coming over to sit on my bed.
"I'm not done being 'boring', Percy. This is an important mission. And by swimming, you just mean kissing." I roll my eyes at him.
He smirks. "So? Kissing is better. And what could be more important than working on our relationship?" He comes closer, and I need to resist all the urges in me to grab his face and kiss him hard.
I turn my head back to the book. It's tattered and brown and is useless. "It makes no sense that demi-gods keep disappearing, all searching for a goblet on fire." He comes closer and puts his chin on my shoulder. He smells better than he usually does—saltwater and sweet taffy. I open the book, and show him the unicorn drawing.
"This is what this book has to offer. Nothing on fiery cups!" I growl, and he moves back. He has a thoughtful on his face. I know not to say anything or he'll lose the thought—it takes all my willpower not to make a snarky remark.
"What are you looking for exactly?" he asks curiously, and I immediately grab a sheet of paper and draw out the picture Chiron had described for me. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath. "I've seen that before. A blueprint I think."
"Where?" I ask excitedly, getting up. Progress, finally!
"In the Hephaestus cabin. Or the bunker. I'm not sure." He's smiling, because he knows I'm giddy. "Can I get a kiss for being useful?"
"Oh, seaweed brain, you're always useful!" But I oblige, letting him capture my lips with his. It's sweet and I want to keep on kissing, but with the news, I need to go investigating. When I pull back, I fake a grossed out face. "You're getting bad."
"Bad?" he asks, confused. His face twists and a tiny frown appears between his eyebrows. I want to kiss it away, but I bite my lip instead.
"Bad at kissing. Maybe I'll have to break up with you." He looks a bit distressed for a moment and then he grins when I wink.
"Maybe you should let me practice so I can get better." He bends down again, but I duck out of the way.
"Maybe if you find the blueprint or whatever, I'll give you something special." His eyes light up, and I want to laugh at how easily pleased he is. Before we can argue any more, I jump towards the door, and rush out.