Hi! So I always wanted to do a Jeyna story, and this will be the first of many. The title is Just a Game, and some of you may recognize it as a song by Birdy from the Hunger Games Soundtrack. Try to make connections between the song and the story... It will all be explained in one of the later chapters. xD

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. THEY ALL BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN.

"Okay, one more time," I said to myself as I paced around my room. The War Games were tonight, and I was armed and ready, with only fifteen minutes to spare. First and second cohorts were keeping guard over the fortress. Time to go over the strategy again. Thanks to a hint I got, we know that the opposing team will try to tire us out by sending their fastest and strongest ones first. First and second waves of attackers get the scorpion ballistae, poison-tipped and on fire of course. Then we'll wash out any remainders and the next few waves. If any happen to survive the first attacks, we can handle them at the walls and inside the fort. Last few should-

"Hey Reyna, you ready to go?" The voice was sudden and I instinctively unsheathed my dagger as I turned towards the door... Jason.

I sighed. "Gods, Grace! How many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me?" Seriously, he's been doing that to me ever since I was elected as Praetor three weeks ago.

He put his hands up in surrender, eyes wide open. "Okay, sorry. Just wanted to check on you. Now, Reyna? Put. That. Dagger. Down." I slid it back into its scabbard.

He leaned against the wall and was staring at me with those piercing blue eyes. Since my first day here, I've noticed that all of the girls have literally been drooling over him, the "camp heartthrob". What do they see in him? Sure, blue eyes, blonde, muscles, slight tan, but what else? The way I see it, he's one of those arrogant guys who think they'll get it easy around here. He was still staring at me.

I scowled. "What?"

"Nothing. Just waiting for you. Games are in five."

"Hmph." I put on my helmet as I walked past him. "You are so going down Grace."

He smirked. "We'll see about that."

It's been about thirty minutes into the games already. Casualties? My side: only say twenty have gone down. Opposing team: only ones left are the fifty some that made it into the fortress. The blood of twelve demigods stained my dagger. While keeping watch over our banner, I surveyed the scene, only to receive a large gash on my right arm.

"Ugh, shit." I quickly turned around and used my shield to deflect the sword that came at me.

"Oh, hi Reyna! Fancy meeting you here," Jason greeted innocently. I ignored him and stabbed at an opening on his left. He dodged it and I was only able to leave a thin cut.

"Mike!" I shouted out. A boy appeared a few seconds later. "Take guard for me."

"Sure thing Reyna," he replied.

I brought up my shield again, this time against Jason's spear. That was going to leave a dent. A few more times, and my dagger was knocked out of my hand. The spear got through my defenses and I made a mistake by trying to grab the shaft. An electric shock passed through my right arm and I jumped back. I grabbed some cloth from one of the fallen and quickly wrapped it around my now stinging red arm.

"You're going to pay for that one." Keeping my shield up, I lunged towards him, this time managing to pull his spear from him. I let go of the shield and picked up a sword from the ground. He grabbed one too and made the first advance. They came out quick and strong, but I parried them easily. No one has ever beaten me when it comes to blades. This was going to be easy. I feinted an attack and scored a deep one in between his shoulder blades. He kept on coming though, but he was starting to get a little sloppy. I used it to my advantage, and with my adrenaline pumping, I backed him up against a wall. One more time, and I disarmed him. I rushed up and pressed my arm against his throat.

He managed a weak smile. "What? No hello kiss?"

I applied a little bit more pressure. "In your dreams Grace."

He brought his left hand up and dug his fingers into my shoulder, sending immense pain throughout my body. I gritted my teeth, and the pain only made me press even harder. We were like that for less than a minute before we heard the sound that marked the end of the games. We released our death grips and took deep ragged breaths.

"Told you I'd win," I managed weakly. He just smiled and shook his head. "Come on, let's go."

Jason and I already got our wounds dressed, finished up the rest of the day's activities, and were now walking to our rooms.

"Good game today Reyna," he commented.

I looked at him skeptically. "Thanks. You weren't too bad yourself either."

An awkward moment of silence before Jason asked a question. "You don't trust me that much, do you?"

"Why would you say that?"

"Can you just answer my question?"

"Not too much," I said after a slight pause.

He shrugged. "Figures. I can tell by the way you look at me." I was going to say something, but he just went on. "But I just want to know why. Do you think I'm some conceited hotshot, trying to get my way just because I'm a son of Jupiter?"

I sighed. "Well, kind of. But it's not just that, it's-. Nevermind."

"Come on Reyna, tell me. If we're going to be Praetors together, you're going to have to trust me."

"Fine. It's not just you, really. I'm actually pretty edgy when it comes to people I don't know. You see, I've been through some pretty rough things before I came to Camp Jupiter." I went on about how my sister Hylla and I used to live at C.C.'s Spa and Resort, how some Greek demigods came to the island and let loose Blackbeard, then about what I've been through trying to escape from his ship.

He stopped and was silent for a moment. "I-I'm sorry, Reyna. I didn't know," he whispered.

"No, Jason, it's okay. But just, please. Don't tell anyone else about it. I don't exactly want people to learn about my past." Damn, I was getting soft.

"Secret's safe with me." We were staring at each other for a while, then he did the most unexpected thing. He leaned in and kissed me full on, on the lips. His lips were firm and warm against mine.

I pulled away and looked down. "Gods, Jason." I walked away quickly and didn't look back. When I got to my room, I just locked the doors, jumped onto my bed, and let out a loud groan. I rubbed my forehead. "This is going to be interesting."

Thanks guys for reading! So I'm doing this review-system thing. 5 reviews and I'll post up the first chapter of a crossover I was working on. 10 reviews, and I'll post the next chapter to Just a Game... Again, thanks! xD