Disclaimer: I do NOT own Percy Jackson & the Olympians, Travis and Connor Stoll, or anyone else who may pop up in this story.
Today my life was turned completely upside down. You might be thinking 'Oh you're probably just being melodramatic.'Maybe you're right, maybe I am being melodramatic. My name is Michelle King, my life was fairly normal until today, I was in college, living with my best friend Travis and his slightly younger brother Connor. Let me tell you if it wasn't for Travis being just a bit taller than Connor, you honestly wouldn't have been able to pick them apart at first glance. They look that much alike. Its kind of scary how much, they truly look like twins but they're about a year apart in age. They both are relatively tall, and at first you'd probably think they were scrawny, but up close you can see just how wrong that assumption was. They're arms, legs and chests are very well toned. They didn't really like people to notice them, I was never sure why though. They both had the most beautiful brown eyes I'd have ever seen, and chocolate curly brown hair, that was softer than anything I had ever felt in my life. They were gorgeous.
They also had very similar personalities, both sly and vague at times, usually when they were up to something and they almost always were. They also had huge hearts that were always in the right place, though they liked to joke around a lot, play practical jokes on people. So most people stayed clear of them, never actually getting to know them, but once you get past the jokes they were the best of friends I'd ever had. I met Travis in college, our professor was ding-bat who only liked to sit on his ass, so if one of us needed something explained he'd tell us to figure it out for ourselves. Travis has dyslexia, so he was having trouble reading the small print in our books. The more frustrated he got, the worst his dyslexia got. Now me being the bleeding heart felt bad and decided to help him out. I quietly got up with my stuff, and walked over to him. I asked if he needed any help, and of course he said "No". Men and their pride, why cant they ever just except help. After listening to me go on about male pride being to big to let someone help for about 20 minutes, he finally agreed. So for the next couple of weeks I helped him with reading and whatnot. We quickly became great friends, I was there so much they told me I might as well move in.
My old roommate and I never really got along, so when they asked if I wanted to move in, I jumped at the chance. I don't think I'd ever seen my roommate so happy to talk to me once I told her I'd be moving out. Once I had moved in with the boys, I got to know Connor more. He was the most funniest person I'd ever had the pleasure of meeting. He was a major player though, he went from one woman to the next. Travis on the other hand was somewhat reserved when it came to women. He had told me once it was because of a girl back at this camp he went to. They were together for a year, then she left him without an explanation. It broke his heart. I could tell it was a sore subject for him, though he was over her, he was still very weary when it came to women.
This is were my life started to change, it was subtle changes. Ones that were only noticeable much later on. Living with Travis was actually really nice. Connor was gone most of the time, he was usually out with some woman. When he was around the three of us would sit around watching movies and laughing until we passed out. After awhile though I'd get these very vivid dreams, they scared me so much that I had to ask Travis if I could sleep with him in his bed. He'd always let me, and because I was still slightly scared he'd hold me in his arms so I'd feel safe. I did, not because I was wrapped up in his arms, but because I'd never really liked being alone in the dark. It freaked me out. He always fell back asleep within minutes, so I'd bury my head in his chest, and I'd instantly relax. He smelled like chocolate and coffee, with a hint of vanilla. I'd always found those scents relaxing, but with my head on his chest breathing in that intoxicating scent that was Travis Stoll, my bones turned to liquid. Before I could think to much about though, I had fallen asleep as well.
A/N : Alright so this is my first FF so don't go hard on me, this is actually a dream I had last night. I thought it was kind of cool how it all turned out in the dream. So I thought i'd give it a shot on here. If this story sounds kind of odd, its because I have a crazy imagination. It's 1:30 in the morning so I'm heading to bed. If you do end up reading this, Review for my birthday on Sunday! :) Much LOVE Always. xoxo