Chapter: Help From Silena
A/N: Okay, this is my new story. The first chapter is short and others might be too. Basically it's about Percy's life in a blog. He updates and tells us about his day. I'm thinking about having at least 15 chapters. I hope you guys like it and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or anything in the story. Darn.
Warning!!: I wrote some weird flirting lines my friends and I say! And don't hurt me because Percy flirts with Silena. He doesn't like her.
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Date: 6/28/08
It's another day at camp and I've finally decided to tell Annabeth I love her. With the war over and Camp Half-Blood back to normal, I think its time. My time.
I have a splinter stuck on my index finger and I can't get it out. It hurts a lot like hell. It's all Silena's fault.
See, she was helping me practice my flirting and we were at Arts & Crafts helping build doors and windows for destroyed cabins. She was painting a door pink, (no kidding).
"Gee, Percy I don't know. You suck at flirting," she said, honestly. Did I really suck that bad?
I decided to ask, "On a scale of one through ten?"
Silena stopped painting, and contemplated, "A four." She resumed painting.
I couldn't believe it. "Really?" I said hoping she would say 'I'm just playing buddy' or 'Got'cha!'
None came.
"Yeah, I've seen you flirt with a tree nymph. Or was that Grover..." She began to mumble to herself. "Anyway, maybe flirting is for everyone." Silena twirled some glossy black hair between her fingers looking for split ends.
"But you don't understand! I need to know how to flirt! I want to impress Anna—"
The dark haired beauty raised elegant eyebrow. "Come again?"
"My nana," I sighed. This day couldn't get worse. Could it?
"Oh," she made a face. "Why anyone want to flirt with their nana?"
Oh great, just perfect, I thought. "If you saw my nana you'd do the same thing."
Silena's brow furrowed. "Okay...well. Why don't you pretend I'm your nana and flirt with...me?" She splashed my shirt with pink and giggled. "Pink brings out your eyes," she commented. "Okay, let's start. Ready?"
I gulped. "Yes."
She fixed her hair and applied a fresh coat of 'Glossy Gloss 4 U'. She looked at me, and smiled an Ipod-white, never-needed-braces teeth. "Hey, Percy!" she said in this flirty, bubbly tone.
Even though Silena wasn't Annabeth I still panicked because it hit me: Silena is a girl and she was flirting with me. I had always been awkward around girls. I responded by saying, "Uh, hi Silena."
She scowled, "No! No, no, no! You have to say something cool. Be smooth."
"Oh, I get it!"
"Good. One more time, got it?" She twirled her hair and used the same tone as before, "Hiya, Percy!"
"What's up, girl?"
Silena blinked, "Nothing just...you know...it's very...very hot at camp. Even hotter with you around." She winked.
"Really? I've heard I was hot but not that hot."
Silena started coughing and laughing. "You're not."
"Oh forget it," I said exasperated.
"No, wait! But I couldn't help myself. How about we meet later?" she asked.
I thought about it. I really needed to impress Annabeth and I had to practice. My finger brushed the wood. "I'd really like that—OW!"
"What?!" yelled Silena.
I held out my fingers. "Splinters."
She pursed her lips and continued painting the door. No interest in me, what-so-ever.
So there you go fellow readers. That is how I got splinters in my finger. Now I must go and practice my flirting in the mirror. Thank the gods for spell check.
Laters,
Percy J
(A/N: I hoped you liked it! Remember: I want the three C's! Comment, Criticize and Complain! Oh, and most of my ideas came from The Secret Blog of Raisin Rodriguez by Judy Goldshmidt , Maximum Ride by James Patterson and 24 girls in7 days by some guy. I'll figure it out later. Peace, Strange.)