3rd POV

You can say that Erica Reyes was having a bad day. She totally ignored and raged on the only guy the even bother talking to her just because some bitch stole her crush away from her. Later on, she found out they weren't even a couple, a total lie from the snobby bitch. Erica felt so guilty as she totally didn't believe Percy side of the story, probably even losing him officially. Erica tried to call him but she didn't have the guts to face him and because he wasn't even answering her calls. Moping back at home, she was even more sadden to find out that her parents weren't even home, still stuck in work until late at night. Wanting to eat her misery out, Erica went to the nearest grocery store, buying a lot of junk food. It seems luck wasn't on her side as a huge, roaring storm came out of nowhere. The radio stated for everybody to stay at home, this storm can go on for hours. Driving back home in a rush through the rain, Erica just looked away for just a few seconds to change the radio station when all of a sudden, she hit something.

Whatever she hit, rolled on top of the hood, hitting the front windshield so hard, cracks formed around it. It rolls down, falling to the ground with a loud Thud. Erica let out a frighten shriek, slamming on the brakes quickly. She stared wide eyed at the crack windshield, breathing heavily, and hearing her heart beating loudly through her eyes. Quickly shaking out of her shock, Erica quickly exited her car. The rain hit her hard, shivering from the cold temperature. She quickly ran to the front of the car and was even more horrified to see that she didn't hit a animal but a human being. Not just any human being. The Percy Jackson.

"Percy?!" Erica cried out, dropping to her knees next to him.

She felt tears prickling in her eyes, looking at Percy in concern and worry. He has blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. There was also blood seeping from his temple, a ugly bruise already forming. He was soaking wet, his hair matted down. His sea-green eyes that she loves were unfocused, ready to close.

"Percy! No, no, no, no", Erica cried out frantically once she saw his eyes finally closing.

Erica ran a shaky hand through his hair, feeling a sob about to come out. She placed her ear where his heart beat is at. She sighed in relief when she heard the sound of his heart beating softly through his chest. Erica caressed his face, letting a few tears fall. She didn't know what to do. She never hit somebody before with her car. And she can't take him to the hospital because one, it was way too far away, and two, because of this huge storm.

"Please, please, please, don't hate me when you wake up", Erica whispered to Percy softly.

Running a hand anxiously through her drenched hair, she quickly grabbed Percy under his arms and started to drag him towards her car. Erica grunted, barely able to lift Percy weight. Struggling a bit, she doesn't know how she managed but she got Percy in her dry, warm car. Not caring that her seats are going to get wet, Erica quickly slide into the driver seat. This time, she slowly drove back to her house, the worst scenarios going through her mind once Percy wakes up.

The weather didn't waver a bit, much to Erica's frustration. She parked in her garage, glad for the first time her parents aren't home. She won't know how to answer them when they see her carrying an unconscious boy and her broken windshield on her car. Erica quickly springed out of her car and carefully dragged Percy inside her house. This was totally not how she expected Percy to visit her house the second time. Already tired, Erica dropped Percy in her living couch on his stomach. Shaking her muscles, she grunted, rolling Percy on his back. She was a bit surprised how quickly Percy is already getting dried but she ignored it as nothing.

Running a hand through her now even more frizzy hair, she placed her hands in her face. She can't believe she hit the guy she likes, with her own, bloody car. This is seriously gots to be the worst day in history. Looking back at Percy, Erica winced a bit when she saw the blood on his face. Erica fumbled to the bathroom, grabbing the first-aid care and snatching a blanket from the closet.

She gently draped the blanket over Percy frame, trying to make him comfortable. She kneeled down and grabbed a cotton ball, dabbing it with alcohol. She slowly started to clean the blood on his head, dreading the moment when Percy will yell at her once he is back to consciousness. Erica expression softened a bit when she study Percy face. She couldn't help but admire his features. Like the little scars that in his eyebrows and cheeks. Or his sun-kissed tan. Or his pink, kissable lips. Or his peaceful look on his face, like he was sleeping instead being black out when Erica ran him over. Her fingertips gently trailed down his jaw line, her eyes watching his reaction. Erica took a soft intake when she felt the familiar electric shock when they touch. She wiped rain droplets from his cheek using her fingers. Erica eyes flickered to his lips when a ghost smile appeared on his face. Not even realizing it, Erica started to lean forward, her eyes looking back and forth at his lips. She could feel his small breaths fanning her face. Holding her breath, their lips were just centimeters away from each other. Excitement flooded her veins. Softly closing her eyes, Erica leaned forward to plant a kiss on Percy lips.

Right before their lips could touch, Erica jerk back when she heard Percy groan, stirring in the couch. Blushing scarlet red, not believing she almost kissed him when he is not even awake. Erica stared at Percy with wide eyes as he stirred even more. She watched as he took in a deep breath from his nose, rubbing his eyes, and pinching the bridge of his nose. Groaning one more time, Erica's eyes connected with the pair of sea-green eyes.

Percy POV

Once I finally managed to open my eyes, I wished I haven't. My entire body is sore, feeling like lead. My head was aching, feeling like someone is slamming a sledge hammer on my skull. I blinked multiple times to adjust my eyes. I just feel like shit. I wanted to close my eyes back but I stopped when I saw someone starting wide eyed at me, with their honey-brown eyes boring into my eyes.

"Erica?" I croaked out painfully, pushing myself up using my elbows.

I groaned, soon regretting moving as a wave of dizziness hit me, making the world spin. I gripped the side of my head, wincing when pain shot through me. Erica quickly fumbled with some things, handing me a glass of water and some pain killers. I gratefully took them, swallowing down the pill and chugging the cup empty. Placing the empty cup on the coffee table in front of me, I grabbed the ice pack that Eric gave me. I sighed in content when the cold material touched my throbbing forehead.

"Thanks", I muttered, sitting up.

"Don't mention it", she mumbled, looking down at the ground.

"Ugh, what happened?", I asked her.

She looked sheepish and worried when I asked her, making me confuse. I saw her fumbling with her hands, looking anywhere but me.

"Um, you don't remember?"

"Everything seems like a blur."

"Well, I, uh, I was driving down the road in the storm, where um, you, um c-came out of nowhere, and here where's it gets funny. I may or may not have accidently hit you, with my car", Erica stuttered nervously.

My eyes widen a bit once everything started to come back to me. Chaos. Poseidon Palace. The Battle. Oceanus. I almost lost control. Travelled here by accident and was hit by something. I rubbed my hand across my face tiredly.

"I totally understand if you're mad at me and never want to see my face ever again-", Erica rambled off before I stopped her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm not mad at you."

She looked surprised.

"You're not?"

"Nah, I can't get mad at you. And if its anyone's fault, it will be mine", I reassured her.

"But I hit you with my car!", she told me, perplexed.

"And it was my fault. Trust me, this is nothing", I told her, slowly standing up back on my feet.

Erica was a bit alarmed when I stood up, going to my side quickly.

"You need to rest", she scolded.

"I'm fine."

"No you're not. Your bleeding and you need to rest", she demanded me.

"But I'm f-", Erica cutted me off.

"Sit", she demanded.

Sighing, I sat back down on the couch, wrapping the blanket around my shoulders. My clothes were still damped, my hair sticking to my forehead. Erica knelt down and wiping my blood with a cotton ball. My eyes scanned her face, capturing some things that I caught. Like how her eyebrows furrow together in concentration. Or how she bites her lip. Or how she is soaked from the rain. Erica caught me staring at her, causing her to blush red.

"Why are you staring at me like that?", she asked me softly.

"Because your beautiful", I told her softly, not even thinking.

Once my brain registered what I just said, I felt my face burn. Erica blushed so hard, her face reminded me of an apple, she looked down at the ground, a few strands of hair from her bun covering her face. I saw a small smile at the corner of her lips.

"How hard did I hit you?", she asked me playfully.

When I was about to reply not that hard, Erica cleared her throat, and stood up. She tossed the bloody cotton balls and grabbed some clothes. She handed them to me.

"You can barrow some of my Dad's clothes. The bathroom is down the hall", she told me.

Nodding my head, I grabbed the clothes. Placing the ice pack on the coffee table, I slowly rose up to my feet. Giving Erica a small smile, I made my way to the bathroom. Once I was inside the restroom, I closed the door, and leaned my forehead against the door.

"Way to sound like a creep, Perce", I muttered to myself.

Pushing myself off from the door, I finally took a look at myself. I cringed a bit when I saw my reflection. I look like a wreck. Erica was right, I was bleeding. Blood trickle down from the corner of my mouth and the left side of my head. I could see a bruise starting to form. I wiped the blood away using the toilet paper. I ran a hand through my damp hair, causing it to stay back. Sighing I quickly strip out of my drenched jeans, putting on a pair of dark grey sweats. Slowly taking off my shirt, I winced a little when a burning pain came from my right shoulder. I turned around to look at my bare back in the mirror and was shock to see my right shoulder scraped. It was nothing much, just a little blood and a huge bruise about the size of a textbook. I don't know how I didn't realize it before.

Turning on the sink, I raised my hands up. The familiar pain in my gut appeared as I made a ball of water. Levitating the ball of water in my hands, I turned off the sink. I placed the water on my right shoulder, making it spread like a sheet on the wound. Giving out a shaky breath, I sighed in relief when I could feel the water healing my skin. Checking myself again at the mirror, I smirked when I saw the scrape skin gone. I looked at my bare chest for a while, staring at my tribal tattoo that covered my entire left side of my torso. I snapped my fingers and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere. All of sudden, scars started to appear across my body. I was covered in them. White-line scar were littered on me, each of them of all different sizes and ages. I stared sadly at them my fingers tracing softly. Its sad really, on how I can remember the history of each one of them. I've been using the mist to hide up my battle scars. I really don't want people to look and questioned me about them. There was a soft knock and the doorknob twisted. Widening my eyes, I quickly snapped my fingers, making the mist hide my scars.

"Hey, I brought you a bag for your-", Erica froze when she spotted me without a shirt.

I felt the tip of my ears turn red as I saw Erica gawking at my muscular chest, staring at my abs. She has already changed into her pajamas. Rubbing the back of my neck, I reached for the plastic bag in her hands.

"Um, thanks, Erica", I thanked her sheepishly.

Erica quickly looked away, staring down at the ground. She pushed the plastic bag in my hands.

"O-oh, I-I'm s-so so-sorry. Um, I ,s-should, jus-just go", she stuttered in embarrassment.

She whirled around and hit her side on the door. She ran out of the bathroom faster than you can say Embarrassed. An amused smile slowly appeared on my face before I slipped on the blue V-neck shirt that Erica has given me. It was a bit small but it's fine. Stuffing my wet clothes in the plastic bag, I slowly left the bathroom. Erica was sitting down in the couch, placing two steamy cup of hot chocolate. I sat next to her, giving her a smile. She returned it, handing me a cup.

"Thanks", I told her, taking a sip of the warm hot chocolate.

"No problem", she said quietly.

"So, I have a question for you?", Erica faced me, the mug in her hands. "People normally would take the person that they hit with their car to the hospital or call an ambulance. Yet, you took me to your house. Not that I don't mind but why?"

My amusement grew when she looked a bit more sheepish.

"Well, first of all, I don't think you would enjoy feeling your aunt's wrath when you skipped school today."

"Thank you, by the way."

"And second, there's a huge storm. The hospital was way too far away and I was closer to my house. So, um, yeah", she explained, taking a sip.

I nodded my head, taking a huge gulp from my mug.

"What were you doing outside in this kind of weather anyways?", she asked me.

"Are you going to believe me if I told you I was fighting an army of monsters in the woods?", I told her playfully, hoping she finds it as a joke.

I was relieved when she snorted, covering her mouth with her hands to stop the giggles. I chuckled along with her.

"Maybe", she replied.

"Well. I wasn't. I was just roaming around, trying to get some fresh air. I didn't realize how late it was until it started to rain. I tried to run back home but I've managed to get lost. I stumbled on the road and that's when you hit me with your car."

"I said I was sorry."

"I know but I am going to keep reminding you about it."

"Whatever happened to, it wasn't my fault but yours."

I chuckled, taking another sip from my mug. Erica jumped in fright when a crack of thunder boomed in the air. The lights in the house started to flicker back on and off, until complete darkness surrounded the house. We both looked around, waiting for the power to come back on but it never did.

"Great", I heard Erica mutter.

I stood up, can see in the dark as clear as day. Erica, not so much. She almost knocked down a lamp stand if I haven't caught it. I felt her hands touch my back until they grasped around my bicep. Shivering a bit from the touch, I lead us to the window. I pulled the curtain. The only thing I could see out there was rain. It was like watching a washer machine washing clothes. You can hear the winds blowing harshly, whistling in the wind loudly. It was totally not safe to drive out in this condition.

"Wow", I whispered.

"I think you should stay here for the night. Just to be safe", Erica told me quietly.

I picked up the house phone only to sigh when I found out the line was dead. Erica checked her phone, not having any signal.

"Well, I always wanted to have a sleepover", Erica shrugged.

"Let's not paint our nails and do each other hairs. Please", I pleaded at her.

"I don't know. I think blue nail polish really suits you", she told me playfully.

I widen my eyes a bit in horror, causing her to laugh.

"Kidding. C'mon. My parents have some flashlights and candles around here for this kind of occasion."

Erica used her phone as a light source, grabbing a bunch of candles and matches. We found the flashlights in the kitchen cabinets, turning them on. We lit up the candles and place them safely in the house. Once we made sure that there was enough light, we flopped back down on the couch. I straighten up when my stomach growled loud for food. I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly as Erica laughed at me.

"Hungry?"

"Maybe just a little", I told her in embarrassment.

"Lucky for us, I bought food from the store. It's in my car right now."

"Yes!" I cheered, already making my way to the garage.

Being ahead of Erica, I try to open the trunk of her car but it was locked. Keys jingled behind me. I whirled around and saw an amused Erica holding the car keys. My lips formed a small O.She went to the driver's seat and popped the trunk open. I quickly filled my entire arms with the food, leaving the trunk empty. As Erica locked her car, I carried the food to the living room. I carefully placed the food on the coffee table, searching through the bags. I noticed that it was mostly junk food. Cookies, chips, ice cream, soda, candy, you name it. I was in heaven. I grabbed a huge bag of Originals Ruffles, stuffing my face with chips.

"Don't choke", Erica snickered at me, sitting down next to me with her laptop.

I said I won'tto her but with my mouthful of chips, I bet she didn't understand a word I said. She laughed, shaking her head as she typed something in her computer.

"I thought we can watch a movie, you know, to pass time", she told me quietly, placing the disk inside her computer.

Munching on the chips, I grabbed the DVD case. I widen my eyes in excitement.

"Yes! Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone!" I exclaimed happily.

"We can watch it until my laptop dies."

As she clicked the movie to play, I placed the blanket over us. It was big enough to cover us entirely. Erica looked at me, giving me a small smile. I return the gesture. Placing the laptop between our laps, we watched the movie. I was already on my second bag of chips, chugging down on some grape soda while Erica is eating vanilla ice-cream.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked Erica all of a sudden.

Erica licked her spoon, glancing up at me.

'Yeah."

"Are you still mad at me?"

Erica looks like she didn't wanted to be in this conversation but at the same time, a bit relieved that we are actually going to talk about it.

"No", she sighed. "Once I heard the truth, I try to apologize to you. But I couldn't seem to reach you."

"That was until you literally crashed into me. Weird, really. Like a huge coincidence", I exaggerated to her.

"I am really sorry, Percy. I've got to be the douchiest friend, in the entire universe."

"You're not. Your one of my best friends. Trust me, I've had douchey friends and you're not even close to being one of them. Let's just forget about that entire situation", I told her.

"Really?"

"Water under the bridge. Look, I've already forgot what happened", I gave her my lopsided smile, causing her to smile back.

"You are really one of a kind, Percy Jackson", Erica told me softly.

"Why, thank you, madam", I placed my hand over my heart. "Your unique too, you know?"

She gave me a doubtful look.

"No, I'm serious. I don't know why but you're like a puzzle that I can't figure out. You're like an enigma to me and you intrigue me", I told her truthfully.

She just stared at me, the spoon in her mouth.

"Wow, those were some big words", she joked a bit.

I shook my head, a smile on my lips.

"Your special to me and nobody is going to convince me otherwise."

She gave me this soft smile, a emotion in her eyes that I just can't pinpoint. She punched my shoulder.

"Don't go mushy on me Perseus. Now shhh, my favorite part is about to show up", she told me, her eyes twinkling.

Chuckling under my breath, I looked back at the movie. When Harry Potter flew his first broom, Erica laid her head on my shoulder. We finished the entire food when the Troll trespassed in the school. I heard Erica softly snoring when it showed Harry's invisible cloak that he received for Christmas. The last thing I remember was when Harry found the stone, going to the land of sleep.

3rd POV

The storm in Beacon Hills raged on until early in the morning. It just disappeared. There were very few damage, not something to be alerted about. Mrs. and Mr. Reyes quickly drove home to make sure that their daughter was alright. They didn't expect this when they enter the house.

There was their daughter, sleeping in the couch, in the arms of Percy Jackson. Guessing during the night, Erica and Percy both dozed off and managed to sleep together in the couch. Junk food littered the floor, used candles everywhere, and Erica's laptop on the floor. Percy has Erica wrapped tightly in his arms, the blanket covering them both. Erica has her face snuggled against Percy chest, holding his shirt tightly in her hands. Percy hid his face in Erica's hair, their legs tangled up together.

Mrs. Reyes looked amused while Mr. Reyes looked a bit furious. Mrs. Reyes quickly grabbed her camera and took a picture of them. Mr. Reyes looked at his wife a little astounded. He is a tall man, with brown hair, tired wrinkles, and brown eyes.

"You seriously approve of this?" Mr. Reyes hissed.

Mrs. Reyes rolled her eyes, slapping his chest.

"Oh, cool down, papa bear. I think its adorable", she gushed.

Mr. Reyes grumbled under his breath, walking up to the sleeping teenagers. He shooked Percy shoulder roughly, causing for both him and Erica to wake up. Percy eyes snapped open from the sudden movement, jerking up, and alerted. Percy fast movement caused Erica to roll off from him, squeal in surprise, and fall to the ground with a Thud. Percy stared wide eyed at Erica on the floor.

"Oh my Gods! I am so sorry!" Percy exclaim, standing up and helping her up to her feet.

Erica brushed it off, giving Percy a reassuring smile.

"It's fine. It wasn't your fault. It's my dad's fault", Erica told Percy, sending her dad a glare.

Percy was literally dying from embarrassment. There was his best friend parents, seeing him and Erica sleeping in the couch together. Percy doesn't even remember how he grabbed her into his arms during the night. And if it that wasn't the worst part, Mr. Reyes looks like he was ready to kick him out of the house. Percy would rather fight an army of monsters than to be in this situation. Percy gulped, running a hand over his face through his hair.

"Morning Mrs. Reyes, Mr. Reyes."

Percy shooked Mrs. Reyes hands but when he offered his hand towards Mr. Reyes, he was met with his narrow eyes. Percy dropped his hand to his side, standing behind Erica which didn't help much because he was taller than her.

"So, do you want to explain to me what is going on here? Maybe you should explain it, Tattoo boy", Mr. Reyes looked at Percy, his arms crossed over his chest.

Percy mouth opened and closed, not able to form any words.

"Dad, it was nothing. We were watching a movie and somehow doze off. Don't worry about it.", Erica told her dad.

"Why is he here in the first place?", Mr. Reyes questioned them.

"His name is Percy and there, was, a accident", Erica shuffled in her feet nervously.

"What happened?" Mrs. Reyes asked this time.

"Well, you see, what happened was-", Percy was cutted off from his lie from Erica.

"I accidently hit him with my car", Erica stated at her parents.

They were not expecting to hear that.

"If you don't believe me, you can check my car and the bruise on Percy face."

"Maybe we should take you to the hospital, you probably might have a concussion", Mrs. Reyes told Percy, already grabbing the keys to her car.

"No, no. That's not necessary. It was just some cuts and bruises. Nothing to worry about. Trust me, I've been told I have a hard head", Percy reassured them.

"That I can believe", Mr. Reyes muttered under his breath but everybody heard him.

"Dad", Erica hissed at him.

He just gave his daughter an innocent look.

"I should probably get home. My aunt is probably worrying about me", Percy suggested, grabbing the plastic bag that holds his wet clothes.

"I'll drive you home", Erica offered.

"No, I'll drive him home". Mr. Reyes stated, already grabbing his keys and heading to his car.

Percy sent Erica a Help Me look before slowly walking behind Mr. Reyes.

Percy POV

There's no words to describe how awkward the car ride with Erica's father was. It was that awkwardly, painful. I wasn't going to say it aloud but that was the best sleep I had, since, ever. I didn't have no nightmares, nothing while I was sleeping with Erica. I fumbled with my ring and bouncing my leg up and down, looking out from the car window.

"Don't you ever stay still?" Mr. Reyes asked me a bit harshly.

I quickly forced myself to stop, clearing my throat.

"Sorry, I'm ADHD."

He just grunted in response. There was another painful silence filling the car.

"Nice ring you got there? How did you get it?", he asked me all of a sudden.

"One of my aunts gave it to me as a gift."

"So, you're not in any gang, right?

"N-no sir", I told him, a bit taken back from this question.

"Have you, I don't know, done drugs before?"

"I am not really a great fan with drugs. I've seen what it can do to people."

"What are your intentions with my daughter?"

Suddenly, I knew how Scott felt when we ate dinner at the Argent's house.

"To be her best friend", I told him truthfully.

He hummed, liking my answer. I thanked Chaos in my head once we finally reached the McCall's residence. I quickly grabbed my bag and ready to jump out of this car. Before I could leave, Mr. Reyes stopped me.

"Wait, Percy. I'm sorry if I came a little rude towards you but I really love my daughter and I need to know if you are going to look after her. Can I trust you to do that?"

"Of course, Mr. Reyes", I told him very serious.

He smiled at my response.

"Call me Robert."

"Thank you for the ride, Robert", I told him, leaving the car.

Waving at him as he drove off, I quickly jogged to where my window was at. Making sure no one was looking, I flamed traveled inside my room. I stretched my back, feeling my bones pop. I tossed the plastic bag in the hamper, flopping on top of my bed. I was ready to fall asleep again when the alarm of my phone under my pillow started to ring, signaling that it was time to go to school. It's weird how I just came back from fighting an army of monsters, getting hit by a car, and now heading back to school. My life is messed up. Groaning, I pushed myself out from bed.

I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom. I took a quick, warm, hot shower. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I brushed my teeth and headed back to my room. I quickly changed into a pair of boxers, jeans, a red shirt, a black hoodie, and black converse. Grabbing all my stuff for school, I stopped when I saw a gift box on my computer desk. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, I carefully walked to the box. Opening it, I smiled what I saw in the inside. Grabbing a note that inside it, I rolled my eyes when I saw Aphrodite written in red lipstick. I grabbed the box and walked to the kitchen. I saw Scott eating a bowl of cereal.

"Look who finally showed", Scott told me, shoving a spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

"Morning to you too", I told him, eating a green apple.

"Where were you? You freaking left school and texted Stiles and I to cover for you. You're lucky my mom was held up last night at the hospital because of the freak storm", Scott told me.

"Well, I was getting these", I told him, sliding the gift box towards him.

"You left school? For this?" he asked me in doubt.

"Well, I've got a call that if I don't fetch them right now, they won't be available until next week. Once I got them, the storm came, Erica hit me with her car, and I stayed over at her house", I shrugged, like it was nothing.

"Wait!? You got hit by a car?!" he asked me wide eyed.

"Yes and you're a werewolf Scott. Don't sound so surprise. Now look inside", I told him, giving him a Cheshire smile.

He rolled his eyes at me but did what I said. My smile grew bigger as I saw the color drain from his face.

"Can't be prank, Scotty boy."

"I hate you so, so, so, so much for this!", Stiles raged at me.

"A deal is a deal, boys", I told Scott and Stiles, patting their backs.

The entire student body was either laughing or taking pictures of Scott and Stiles. They were both wearing a white T-Shirt that says I Love Percy Jackson in bold letters and hearts all over it. They both had grumpy and defeated look on their faces, making me laugh even harder.

We walked to our first class in the morning, sitting in our original seats. Stiles sulked dramatically in his desk. Allison walked in and once she saw Scott and Stiles, she busted into fits of laughter. She kissed his cheek, causing him to smile. Allison shook her head at me as I just gave her an innocent smile. Today is going to be a good day. I can feel it.

School was over for today and for the first time, it was actually a good day in school. Erica and I are back to being friends. Scott is getting a bit better with his werewolf control. Stiles is his usual self. I was entertain the whole day with Scott and Stiles shirts. Nothing could've ruin my day. Not even when I got a call from my aunt, getting an earful from her when she found out I left school for no reason. Even when I got grounded for a month, I was still happy. I was kind of expecting it, really.

I was such in a good mood, that I took Allison advice. I signed up for the swim team. Lucky I signed up today because today was day for tryouts. My aunt took the day off tonight, saying she wants to watch me get team captain for the swim team. She's a still mad at me for my sudden departure from school but once I gave her my puppy dog eyes, she cracked. I thought they would be barely anybody here but almost half of the school is here to watch.

"Our swim team is not going to suck anymore once your in the team", Stiles told me, patting my back.

I was wearing a pair of black board shorts, showing off my bare chest. I have my sports bag hanging on my shoulder. I sat down at the metal bench, giving out a huge deep breath.

"You're not nervous, are you?", Scott asked behind me.

I shook my head.

"Nah, not really."

"This is the first time I get to actually see your tattoo. If I had to turn gay for somebody, it will be defiantly you", Stiles told me, bobbing his head up and down.

I gave him a weird look but I was not surprised. This is Stiles we are talking about.

"Shut up", I muttered at him.

"Hey, I'm just trying to boost up your confidence. I am really betting on you to be team captain", Stiles said.

"Why do you want me to be team captain so bad?", I questioned them.

"Well, one, you're the fastest swimmer I have ever seen", Scott started.

"And two, Jackson was team captain last year. I just want to see the look in his face when you beat him", Stiles finished, having this gleeful look in his face.

"Jackson is team captain?"

"Was, now that you are going to join. I swear, this is going to be the best Halloween since we egged Harris house."

A whistle ringed through the air. Guess who is also coach of the swim team? Coach Finnstock.

"Let's go ladies!" he shouted with his usual loud voice.

Scott and Stiles patted my back, telling me good luck. Jumping on my feet and shaking my arms, I made my way to the group of other guys that want to tryout. I smirked when I saw Jackson there, as he gave me this glare that totally unfazed me really.

"Listen up, you germ bags! I am going to time you for each of your backstroke, butterfly, breaststroke, and freestyle techniques! If you can't do this simple technique, then I am just going to drag you out of the pool and make sure you never take one dip in the pool! Now, let's go, go, GO!", he yelled at us, rushing us.

We are going backwards alphabetic order, meaning Jackson is going first. I saw him winked at Lydia in the bleachers before putting his goggles one. Jackson glanced at me, with this cocky smirk that I just want to punch off really bad.

"You should watch, Perseus. Probably gonna learn something on how the professionals does it", he told me in a arrogant tone.

Before I could reply back, Finnstock blew his whistle. Jackson was off. I hate to admit but he's pretty good. I love to admit that I am better. Once Jackson finished his backstroke, Coach Finnstock clapped Jackson on the back.

"Ha, beautiful! You beat the school's record!", Finnstock cheered.

I am pretty sure that Jackson ego grew to the size of Texas. Getting out from the pool, he purposely bumped shoulders with me. I gritted my teeth in frustration, restraining myself from giving him a broken nose.

"Beat that", he sneered at me.

"I will", I snapped back.

I waited impatiently for my turn and I thanked Chaos when it was finally my turn. My bare feet hit the tile floor, going to the edge. I smiled when I saw my aunt, Scott, Stiles, and Allison cheering for me. Heck, even Lydia was cheering for me which made Jackson furious much to my pleasure. Three-fourths of the girls here were cheering me, making me a bit embarrassed. But I wasn't focused on them. I was focused on Erica, who somehow made it today. She gave me thumbs-up, causing me to smile.

I didn't bother putting my goggles on, really not needing them. Getting into position, I waited for the whistle. I blocked everything around me, only focusing on me and the water. My muscles tensed, ready to spring into action. I was holding my breath, ready to go. Once the whistle blew, I was off. Once I touched the water, I knew I had this in the bag. I felt so energized that it was like I drank an entire pack of Red Bull. I swam fast but at the same time, I was holding back a bit. I only came up for air twice. I didn't realize I finished until I touched the edge of the pool the last time.

Shaking my head, I heard a lot of people cheering and screaming. I smiled when I saw Scott and Stiles going crazy, hugging each other, jumping up and down, and screaming at the top of their heads. Hoisting myself out of the water, Coach Finnstock gave me this large smile that it kind of scared me a bit.

"Kid, where have you been in my life", he complimented me. "You just beat the school's record by a long slide. Keep this up, your future is going to be brighter than a Christmas tree."

I just smiled, drying my hair, and wrapped my towel around my neck. Patting my back one last time, I made it back to the group of guys who are here for tryouts. Half of them were glowering at me in jealousy while the rest were staring at me in awe. The expression I love the most was from Jackson. He was so mad, that he was clenching his teeth and his face was turning red in anger. I just smirked at him, making him even more furious.

"Now that's how the Pro's do it", I said out loud for him to hear.

Next, we did butterfly, breast stroke, and finally freestyle. Coach Finnstock has already pulled out a few of the guys out of the pool. For each technique, I beat the school record. I was kind of a bit disappointed that I have to hold back but I really had no choice. Finishing my freestyle, I hauled myself out of the pool. I was soaked to the bone. I loved it. I saw Coach smile go even more gleeful, writing down my time on his clipboard. Drying my hair, I made my way to the metal bleachers. Scott and Stiles freak in jumped me, patting my back hard. I just laughed, pushing them playfully.

"That was awesome!", Stiles cheered. "Did you see Jackson face? I literally took serval pictures in my phone! They are so going all over the social media!", Stiles told me ecstatic.

"Dude, are you secretly Aqua Man?! Like serious, you were going super fast!', Scott exclaimed to me.

"Natural talent, I guess. I just like being in water", I shrugged at them.

Aunt Melissa walked up to me and gave me a hug but soon backed away when she realized I am all wet.

"You did really well. I'm so proud", she gushed at me.

"Thanks, Tia."

I felt someone tap my shoulder from behind me. Whirling around, a smile broke my face.

"You made it", I told Erica happily.

"I am your good luck but you didn't need me. You were great out there", she told me.

We just smiled at each other before my aunt bumped her hip against my back. I turned my head and she had this knowing smile on her face. I just gave her a confused look. Right before I could open my mouth, I turned back around when this huge, annoying sound blared out from Coach Finnstock megaphone. Scott and I cringed at the volume.

"Hello everybody! My name is Coach Finnstock and I am the boy's swim team coach! I appreciate you coming and watching, this amaze art happen! I usually wait till tomorrow to announce team captain but, this one made an exception! This athlete literally brought tears to my eyes and I can't wait until we show the other team, our new star swimmer! They won't know what hit them!" Coach Finnstock announce, his voice bouncing against the walls.

I felt my both Erica and my aunt grip my arm in anxiousness. Stiles crossed his fingers, his eyes shut tight, as he prayed softly under his breath. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I started to get a bit light-headed.

"I welcome you, our swim team captain!" Coach Finnstock took a dramatic pause.

The hold on my arm, tighten.

"Percy Jackson!"

My ears started to ring when cheers boomed through my eardrums. People went crazy. Excitement and happiness buzz through the air. My aunt let go of my arm, placing her hands over her mouth as she bounced up and down. I threw my hands up in the air, hugging the closest person next to me. That happened to be Erica. I wrapped my arms around her waist, causing her to wrap her arms around my neck on reflex. Lifting her up off her feet with ease, we both cheered as I twirled her around. As I was about to set her back down, I froze when she planted a kiss on my cheek. I stared wide eyed at her in shock, her face mirroring my expression. With one arm wrapped around her waist, I used my free hand and placed it on the cheek she kissed. I could still feel the electricity tingle through my skin, causing me to shiver.

Erica was about to open her mouth, probably to apologize, when someone jumped on my back. I quickly let go of Erica, stumbling a bit forward. I felt that person kiss my cheek and my head multiple times. Turning my head around, I chuckled when I noticed it was Stiles.

"I love you man! I love you!", he exclaimed to me, jumping off from me.

People then started to swarm around me, congratulating me. I was patted on my back so many time, that I'm pretty sure there was going to be a red mark there. Looking through the swarm of people, I try to spot Erica. But I couldn't see her at all. I was snapped out of my search when Stiles raised my arm up in the, cupping his free hand to his mouth.

"GIVE IT UP, FOR OUR NEW SWIM TEAM CAPTAIN!", he shouted to everybody.

If it was even possible, everybody cheered louder. But I really wasn't focus on that. My head was replaying the moment when Erica kissed my cheek. When I felt butterflies erupt the first time in a while. What has Erica Reyes done to me?

I have no idea how I landed in this situation. Here I was, standing in front my mirror, wearing a musketeer costume. There is a Halloween party, hosting by the one and only, Lydia Martin. I was wearing a loose, white medieval shirt, I guess. Leather pants that are so tight, that I walk funny. Brown weird boots that were actually kind of comfortable. Then, there was this ridiculous blue hat, with this giant feather on top. I begged my aunt to not let me go, reminding her that I was grounded. She just laughed to herself, demanding to go as this is part of my punishment.

"The Hades I am going to wear this", I muttered under my breath, tossing the hat on top of my bed.

I grabbed the plastic fence sword that came with it. I snorted, feeling a bit stupid holding a kid's sword when I have a real one. I took out my pen, running my thumb over the smooth metal. I uncapped it, magically changing into a 3-feet bronze sword. I glanced at my reflection on the blade, remembering every memory I've had with this. This was the very first weapon that was given to me when I figured out I was a demigod. This sword holds both good and bad memories. My gaze harden a bit when I saw the symbol of the Sea God at the hilt of the sword. I didn't realize how long I was staring at my sword.

"C'mon Percy! I swear, you take longer than a girl", Stiles barged in my room.

He was wearing the exactly same thing I was, except his hat is black and he drew this silly mustache and goatee on his face with a black marker. I froze when he saw Riptide in my hands. I felt like a deer caught in headlights, panic freezing my entire body. Stiles looked at the sword wide-eyed.

"Whoa, is that real?!", he exclaimed, taking a step closer.

I shifted my sword behind my back.

"No. Its plastic", I told him quickly.

"Huh", Stiles told me, trying to make a grab for Riptide.

I moved away before he could grab it. Stiles placed his hands on his hips, looking at me with calculating eyes.

"Wait a minute, why do you even have another sword?", Stiles questioned me.

My mind raced a thousand miles for a lie. Lucky for me, I didn't have to.

"You weren't going to wear the costume that I bought for you, Scott, and I?", Stiles gasped dramatically.

"Stiles-", he cutted me off.

"Naw, I don't want to hear it. You are going to wear my costume, that I choose out for you guys. I seriously worked hard on those. I don't care if your sword looks better than the ones I made, props for that by the way, you are not going to wear a different costume", Stiles scolded at me.

I gave out a fake defeated sigh.

"Alright, alright. You caught me. The Three Musketeers it is then."

Stiles smiled in triumph.

"Good, now c'mon. I don't want to be late."

"Stiles, its a party. Your suppose to be late. You just want to get there early so you can gawk at Lydia."

Stiles swunged his plastic sword at my head but I just ducked out of the way. Giving me a glare, he walked out from my room. I gave out a sigh of relief. That was really a close call. I don't even know how I managed to escape from that one. I just hope this doesn't happen again. But knowing with my luck, I am totally screwed. I quickly capped Riptide, stuffing the pen in my pocket, and grabbing the hat and plastic sword.

I have to give it to Lydia; she can really throw a party. Snacks that were decorated in Halloween treats were served, the DJ is playing pretty good songs, and the Halloween theme in the house was on point. People around me, all wore costumes. Most of them were not even appropriate to wear, showing way too much skin. I had already lost Scott as he went with his girlfriend, Allison. Stiles is playing beer pong inside the house, already a little tipsy. People were already drunk.

I was given a red cup, filled with some cranberry juice and tequila. But I didn't even take one sip. Like I said to Mr. Reyes, I don't do drugs. Sighing, I placed the cup on a random table and started to head out from the party. Taking out my phone, I called Scott. I wasn't the least surprise it went straight to voicemail; Scott probably main focus is Scott.

"Hey, Scott listen. I just want to let you know I left the party early so you won't freak out or anything. That's about it. Oh, yeah, use protection. You already know Allison has that covered", I snickered, hanging up.

Placing my phone back in my pocket, I stopped when someone bumped into me. I looked up to apologize when a scowl appear on my lips once I recognize the person.

"Oh, it's just you", I grumbled under my breath, looking at Jackson.

He was already drunk, swaying in his feet. he reek of alcohol, taking a long sip from the red cup he has in his hands. He glared at me in hatred.

"Congratulations, team captain", he spat at me in anger.

"Listen Jackson, I don't want any trouble, OK? So what that I got team captain for swim team. Your still captain for lacrosse", I told trying to go around him but he blocked me.

I sighed when he ignored Danny trying to pull him away. Jackson leaned forward to my ear, the smell of beer burning my nostrils.

"I don't know what you are or what you are on Perseus, but I am going to find it. You don't deserve team captain and I am going to tell everybody what a big nothing you are", his voice slurred.

I smirked at him.

"You're walking on thin ice Jackson. I'll be careful if I were you. We wouldn't want that pretty face to get ruined."

Jackson finally let Danny pull him away, probably going to take him home. I shook my head, walking out of the house.

Before I headed to my destination, I made a quick stop to the nearest video rental store. Renting a movie and buying a bunch of candy. Walking down the street, I happily ate my favorite candy, gummy bears. Especially the blue ones. Blue just makes every food taste better. Seeing familiar houses, I finally made my destination. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door. I quickly placed my hat in front of me, giving out my lopsided smile. The door opened.

"Trick or Treat", I said to an amused Erica.

"Aren't you a bit old for Halloween?", she giggled at me.

"No one is too old for Halloween. Besides, I don't like the holiday. I just like the candy really", I shrugged.

She shook her head at me, placing candy in my hat.

"Nice costume. The Three Musketeer, right?"

"Yup, Stiles idea", I sighed.

"Yeah, nice hat by the way."

"Shut up", I told her playfully. "Your parents not home?"

"They went to a friend's party. They invited me to go along with them but I really don't want to stand around adults that talk about the news or their kid's little league team. I thought you would be at Lydia's Martin party? Why are you here?" she questioned me.

"Well, I'm not really fan of big parties. And I thought we can watch this", I told her, taking out the movie case that says Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. "My treat."

Erica smiled, widening the door even more for me to enter.

"Also, I've brought my homemade cookies that it is to die for", I told her, showing her the plate of blue cookies that I made appear out nowhere when she wasn't looking.

She stared at the cookies a little warily.

"Um, Percy? I don't know if you haven't realized this but these cookies are blue", she told me, pointing at the cookies.

I rolled my eyes.

"I know I made them blue. Blue makes every food taste better. C'mon, taste one", I encouraged her.

She looked a bit cautious.

"C'mon, trust me. I didn't poison them or anything", I told her.

She finally caved in, sighing and snatching a cookie from the plate. She brought the blue cookie to her lips, taking a small nibble. Once she tasted it, her eyes widen, and she took a huge bite, already eating half of the cookie.

"Oh my god, these are really good", she told me through chews.

"Thank you. Now, this movie isn't going to watch itself. Let's pop this baby in the DVR", I told her.

The whole night was fun, probably even the best Halloween I ever had. We just spent the whole night laughing, joking, and eating junk food. But you know the saying; every good thing must come to the end.

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