Picture This
A 'The Heroes of Olympus' Fanfiction
Commission for PJOShipWeeks
Based on 'Picture This' by Big Time Rush (24/7)
I don't owe PJO, HOO or BTR. This is NOT a songfic, but is inspred by the song and this post on tumblr . /2c8bc22c3b27dc4491c601938458b687/tumblr_moq6v2qL2 D1s0fnw8o1_
Part 1
"Jason Grace, my former colleague…"
Damn! Leo thought, who's that? Long, dark hair. Black piercing eyes. Confidence. Authority. Purple cape.
So that's Reyna, Leo answered mentally. Way out of reach. But somewhere at the back of his head he could see them together – spending time, just talking, maybe going to the arcade (she had to have fun, being cooped up running a camp all the time, right? Even Mr D had his pinochle parties.) Heck, maybe she'd turn out to rock all the games.
He stole a look at Jason and Piper's entwined hands. Thanks Beauty Queen. I owe you one.
"Then we're good! Because we're all crazy, right?"
Reyna threw a scowl in the Valdez boy's direction. Either he didn't catch it or he chose to ignore it, because he kept on grinning, and Reyna had to admit she admired his positive but insane outlook. Sometimes she wished she could be like that, funky and happy-go-lucky, always enjoying life someway or the other.
Be realistic, she scolded herself. You have a camp to look after, even if reality sucks. But, as she watched the colors of his pinwheel blur into white, she couldn't help wondering what it must be like to be like the son of Hephaestus.
Somehow Reyna made it through the conversations without slipping up or saying something illogical. It's hard to lose focus when Octavian is standing around being a prick, because you need to keep him at bay.
"That trireme is not a ship of peace!" Octavian insisted.
Shut up, Reyna wanted to say. We're trying to prevent war here! How can I trust you to be level headed as a praetor? Not that she would ever let him rise to the position.
"Come aboard, man!" Leo chipped in. "I'll give you a tour! You can steer the boat, and if you're really good I'll give you a little paper captain's hat to wear."
Reyna nearly smiled. Nearly. Damn this guy was trouble. No one ever broke her serious composure, no one except her closest friends – Jason, Gwen, Tori, Bobby, and Kayla. Not some Greek who had just flown a warship into her an hour ago camp.
Little did she know he would soon literally blow up her world.