A/N: these are all the prompts i get from tumblr, so yes. all pjo/hoo, variety of pairings (but probably mostly percabeth). all unedited.
clockworkqueene prompted; "you know you're singing to your headphones out loud, right"
After a brief stumble with the the nearly burning seat belt–how is one even supposed to work this thing when it feels like it's going to melt her hand?–Hazel's settled into the dark leather that lines the back row.
If she were to tilt her head just slightly to the left, she'd see that Annabeth sits in the driver's seat, hands on the wheel of the car, focus on anything but the road in front of her. Her attention, of course, is pulled instead to the dark haired teen next to her, as he jokes about something Hazel doesn't quite understand.
She would've taken the passenger seat, but in everything she's faced, she might be a little concerned. Not that her friend isn't a good driver, but she hasn't taken to the larger vehicles like the rest of the kids her age.
Instead, she fiddles with this little black box Leo had made for her, flat but sturdy. He said it was a music player–how music could come out of that, she wasn't sure of, but stranger things had happened–and had said that it could help her get her mind off of stressful situations. Or when she's bored.
Which she definitely is now. So Hazel finds herself untwisting the white plastic cords it came with, and pushing the harder bits into her ears–they feel uncomfortable, did she do it right?–and finds the play button on the music player.
Leo had said he went ahead and loaded it up with songs–songs that he said are currently popular, and for some reason she trusts him. Well, not really, but how much harm could it do? The first one, full of mostly synthetic beats, surrounds her, and she's not really a fan. She suffers through a heinous playlist, until she comes to an upbeat song that she's heard before.
The chorus is repetitive, the tune catchy, and she's humming along with it. Then, she's belting out the words that she knows, and there's this awesome rush that's coming out of this.
With her eyes closed, she jumps when she feels a tap on her shoulder. Her eyelids flutter open, and she sees Percy, a genuine smile on his face.
"You do know that we can hear you, right?"
Her face has never been redder.