A/N Hey, this is my first fanfic EVER, and I'm really excited about joining the community, so ummm...hi!
Of Disparaging Looks and Old Traditions
No, no. There must have been a mistake. We are not SERIOUSLY bringing around that old tradition again. I thought we had finally eradicated it once and for all.
Percy fell into step next to me as I marched up the grassy slope to breakfast.
"What's got everyone so riled up?" he asked, a confused look on his face. I would never say it out loud, but he looked kind of cute when he was confused, like a clueless little lost puppy... NO! Annabeth, FOCUS!
I threw him a disparaging glance. "You idiot, Seaweed Brain, did you not notice the flyers everywhere?"
"Ummm...no. I'm dyslexic, remember?" he said, trying to throw me a disparaging look of his own. And failing miserably.
I tried not to laugh out loud at the look on his face, and replied,"So is everyone else, Seaweed Brain. Why do you think the flyers are in Greek?"
I expected a snappy reply, but instead he flushed a little and said,"Right. Well, what are the special flyers for, then?"
Suddenly, a red-and-pink sheet smacked into his face. "See for yourself," I said, smirking, and handed the sheet to him. He took it and read it aloud.
"'Valentines' Day activity: Magic and love meet as the Aphrodite and Hecate cabins team up to help all those pathetic little lonelies find their One True Love!'" He looked up at me. "'Pathetic little lonelies'?"
I grimaced. "Yeah, Drew might have been on the design-and-layout team."
"But what do they mean by-"
Suddenly, an announcement rang out over the grounds. "All campers, report to the breakfast pavilion NOW, or I will turn you all into shrunken heads floating inside bottles of Merlot!" Three guesses who that was. Mr. D., Mr. D., or the wine dude.
I groaned. "Come on, Percy. As the mortals say, it's showtime."
A/N I know, not much to go on, but I promise to update soon. (Reviews would be a great incentive...like Nutella *drool*)