A/N- Hey guys.. *ducks tomato* I know it's been like forever, but my computer kept rejecting this file. So I had to go on my little sister's. Boo. So, uh, enjoy the insanely short chapter. Bye.
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Nico POV
"She said yes?" Percy questioned Connor.
"Yeah."
"Arielle said yes? Wears leather, plays the drums, listens to metal music Arielle said yes to you?"
"Yeah. I mean, she punched me first, but then she said yes.
"I don't believe you. I mean, I could believe she punched you. She could punch me. But go out? With you of all people? No, I don't believe that.
"Why not?"
"Because it's Arielle. She's so badass. You're... Connor."
Connor acted all offended. "What do you mean by that?"
"Exactly that! You're Connor, who pretends to get offended when someone says something like that. She's Arielle, who starts beating the shit out of someone when they say something like that!"
"You could go ask her," I suggested. And speak of the devil.
"Hey Arielle," Percy said.
"Hey Percy, Nico." She looked at Connor. "Dumbass."
Then Percy looked at Connor like, "Yeah, you want me to believe that chick that just called you 'dumbass' said yes to a date."
"Hey, Arielle, where are you going?" Connor asked.
"Hell."
"Cool," he weakly said.
"Goodbye Percy, Nico. Dumbass," and then slammed the front door.
"You want us to believe that chick right there is going on a date with you?" Travis asked.
"She did!"
"I highly doubt that."
"She said yes! She. Said. Y-"
"Ugh. It's raining. I guess I'm stuck here for my Sunday. What's wrong?"
"Tell them, didn't you say yes to going out with me?"
"Dumbass," was all she said before walking back up the stairs. She stopped midway and said, "But yeah. I said yes."
"Told you!"
What. The. Hell.
Arielle, badass Arielle, said yes to Connor? Not-Even-Funny-Half-The-Time Connor? No. No.
Would this mean that Taylor would say yes to me? Part of me wanted to believe that she would, while something else entirely is saying, DAMN, BITCH! SHE WILL REJECT YOU LIKE A PICKLE IN THE MIDDLE OF ARIZONA, SITTING ON A WALRUS. DO. NOT. GO. AND. ASK. HER!
But, I decided to go with the very painful idea, and I went to ask Taylor on a date.
This is going to either end with me, passed out, or me, passed out, but with a date.
And knowing Taylor, I'm still going to be passed out. I might even get a concussion. But, I have to take this risk.
I started walking up the stairs. "Where are you going?" Percy called behind me.
"To die," I muttered under my breath.
As I approached the door that had a sign on it that said, "DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT PERMISSION. NOW GO AWAY DUMBASS," I thought about how I should ask her.
Percy was right. We should/did/would have clicked. We both like the same bands. We're both goth. We're both dark and evil inside. Not so much evil for me, but have you seen the way Taylor looks at some people? Pure evilness.
I knocked on the door and sucked in a death breath.
Time to nut up or shut up.
"Yes?" Taylor answered the door. I was smiling like an idiot for a few seconds before she glared at me with those electric blue eyes that just, like, radiate fear.
*Cue high-pitched over-dramatic opera voice* CREEPY!
Eh, who am I to talk?
My middle name is creepy.
"Uh..."
"What the fuck do you want?"
"Uh, you see-"
"Leave," she growled.
"But-"
"LEAVE!"
I don't know why I said it. Fuck, I don't even know how I ended up saying it. But, UNfortunately, I did end up saying it.
"GO OUT WITH ME!"
And the worst part was that I said it so loud that they probably heard that downstairs. Which means Percy will beat the shit out of me for trying to hit on his new foster sister.
Before I could duck, move, or react in ANY way possible, BAM! She punched me. I crumpled like a sheet of paper, just like that. One punch from Taylor and I'm pretty sure I'm dying.
"Talk to me again and I won't just punch," she angrily said, and slammed the door in my face.
Well, there goes my pride...
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Thalia POV
Seriously? Allie accepts to go on ONE fucking date with ONE fucking guy and now the hoard of Percy's friends ask me out? NO. NO. NO. NO! FUCKING NO!
AH! FUCK THIS!
Fuck everything! Fucking fuck New York and fucking fuck the pile of fuck that is this life!
Allie was in Annie's room, so I rolled up the sleeves of my jacket and looked at my wrists.
Scars.
I started cutting maybe two years ago, and then when Annabeth found out, she helped me through it, and I stopped for a year. Until of course, we were back in New York. It's been like a week and I already want to start again. In the other foster homes, the foster mothers were crazy careful about all weapons and stuff, so they don't get a lawsuit filed on their stupid asses, so before I looked for anything. A shard of glass, a smashed bottle, anything.
I breathed in deeply and decided some other day. I rolled my sleeves back up and walked to my closet to pick out an outfit for tomorrow. If I had my way, I'd just randomly throw on anything, but as the OCD Annabeth have told me that I should pick it out earlier.
Pfft.
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The next morning, I rolled out of bed, expecting the day to be just like the others.
Crappy, bad, and plain 'ol horrible.
I got dressed into my 'Loose Lips Sink Ships' white tank, light wash shorts, black Converse, a black satchel, my skull earrings, and my 'The fuck I love you' bracelet. Egh. School.
I walked down the stairs and saw Allie and Annabeth already up and eating breakfast.
"Morning, Lizzie," I said.
She glared at me. "Don't call me Lizzie, Tay-Tay."
I glared right back.
Allie was listening to music as usual, humming along to White Lies by Man Overboard. She picked up her bag and walked out the door, still humming.
About half-way to the school, we lost her. She wandered off somewhere down the street.
I didn't really care because she had her cell phone with her, and she could just call us or whatever.
After an excruciating hour with Mrs. Henry, Allie still hadn't showed up.
As Greek class with Mr. Brunner started, I was slightly worried, but maybe fifteen minutes in, Allison casually strolled in wearing her favorite combat boots, usual leather jacket, her 'YOUNG AND WILD AND FREE' gray tank-top, with the skinny jeans I had given to her for her birthday last year.
Mr. Brunner said, "Miss. Collins, you're late," but his tone wasn't mad, it was more amused.
"Glad you noticed," she said in a deadpanned tone.
She took her seat next to me and rolled her eyes at the stares from the students.
"So, for the first project of the year, I will assign groups of six, and each will pick a Greek god or goddess to..." blah, blah, mother fucking blah. He droned on about picking someone we all agree on.
"The first group... will be; Travis Stoll, Katie Gardner, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Grover Underwood, and Juniper Tree (lol)."
The six people chosen glanced at each other. After all the other groups were assigned, he turned to everyone else left.
"Hm... seems like the nine of you will have to work together."
The nine being Leo, Piper, Jason, me, Allie, Annabeth, Connor, Nico, and Percy.
"What?!" Allison cried in outrage. "Egh. More people."
"Well, most of you are friends, so perhaps it will work best this way. But you will have to do three gods instead of one."
"NOT. FAIR."
"So, uh, which gods should we do?" Connor nervously asked everyone.
"Oh," Allison started sarcastically. "How about the god of I-don't-give-a-fuck?"
"Any suggestions?" Percy asked.
"How about Athena?" Piper suggested. Annie flinched at the name; that was her mom's name.
"How about not Athena?" she said.
"Why not Athena?" Nico suspiciously asked.
"None of your goddamn business, whatever-the-fuck-your-name-is," Allie filled in.
He raised his hands in a 'I-admit-defeat' way, which I hated to admit, but looked pretty cute on him.
"We have to pick three, so anyone at all, any suggestions?" Jason asked.
"I wanna do Poseidon," Percy said.
"Okay that's one, any others?"
"I wanna do Hestia."
"Why?" Nico asked Allie.
"Because I do. You have a problem with that?" she asked, narrowing her eyes and cracking her knuckles threateningly.
"No-uh-"
"So that's another. One more."
"Uh... Hermes?" Connor suggested.
"Dude, did you just say 'Herpes'?"
"What?! NO!" he said, and people's heads turned toward him and he blushed red.
"How about... Aphrodite?" Piper asked.
"Nope!" I said. "That was the name of our last foster mother. Two words. Whore. Bag."
"She was crazy," Annabeth-or Elizabeth filled in.
"Completely insane."
"Okay, so not her. How about Hades?" Nico asked.
"Fine with me," most of us murmured.
"So, Poseidon, Hades, and Hestia."
"Yup."
"Good."
"Hey!" Leo randomly said.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"You're crazy," Allie said.
"I know. What's your point?"
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*The next day*
Connor POV
I'm nervous. It's Tuesday. As in the day of my and Arielle's date.
I'm so nervous.
And jumpy and giddy.
And scared. Why am I scared? Because if I say one wrong thing, she'll end up pounding me.
And I really don't want to be beat up by Arielle of all people. (Not because she's a girl. It's because she might end up killing me.)
That day at school, I only saw her in Greek class and lunch. And she wouldn't even look at me, which was awkward because I kept glancing at her.
At the end of class, I was finally able to corner her. She glared at me.
"What?"
Oh crap. Here comes the stutter. And I don't even HAVE a stutter. "Uh..."
"I will gut you like fish if you do not fucking tell me what the fuck you want in five seconds."
"Um, remember how you, uh," here comes the awkward part. "said you'll, uh, go out with me? Uh..."
"What about it?"
"Um... it's today."
"Your point is?"
She remembered? Phew. Now, onto how to get out of this awkward situation.
"You... uh... remembered?"
She glared at me, fiercer than before, and I involuntarily cringed. I feared for my life... right about now.
"Judgemental idiot," she muttered before walking away, and I stood there, smiling like an idiot until the bell for the next period rang.
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At lunch, Leo said he needed to talk to me. And then Percy said he needed to talk to me.
Leo went first.
He sat down at our lunch table, and said in a gruff, very un-Leo like way, "So. What exactly are your intentions with Arielle?"
"What? And what's up with your voice?"
"Dude! Since she her dad moved to Greece when she was little, I am her brotherly figure. Except for that one time someone dared us to kiss. That was so gross."
"What!?"
"Anyways, as her brotherly figure, I have to give you 'the talk.'"
"The sex talk? Because I have a dad who needs to stop eating bananas in front of me now. Egh."
"No, not that talk! The talk the brother or dad gives when a guy starts going out with his sister or daughter!"
"You're not her dad or brother."
"But I'm still her best friend!"
"Okay, okay, give me 'the talk.'"
Then Percy walked in.
"Hey, Connor, I have to talk to you now."
"Sorry, Leo's talking to me."
"Hey oh!"
"About?"
"The talk."
"The sex talk? Gross."
"No! Not that one! The you're-starting-to-date-my-sister talk," Leo explained
"But I'm her brother."
"But I'm her best friend!"
"Her best friends are Taylor and Elizabeth."
"Me too! Call her and ask!"
"Fine!"
Percy took out his phone and muttered aloud while he typed it, "Hey Arielle. Who is your best friend. And send." It went ding! a few minutes later. "Who the fuck wants to know? Me." Ding! "Probably Leo. Elizabeth and Taylor are besties on their own. And don't make some corny pun about when I said Elizabeth and Taylor. Now fuck off."
"Told. You."
And then they starting a long conversation about who should talk to me, and then the bell rang. Egh.
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7:25. Time for my date.
Phew. Let's get this over with.
Defining moment.
I walked to the front door, raising my hand to knock, when suddenly, I hear someone's muffled voice from the other side of the door. I'm such an idiot.
I ducked into a bush when the door opened.
"There's nobody here! You're seeing things, Percy!" It was Arielle. Oh gods. I'm so stupid.
"No, someone was there! A person, dressed all fancy." Well thanks, Percy.
"You're an idiot. Look, there's nobody here."
"Fine, I'm an idiot. Don't you have to get ready for your so called 'date'?"
I could hear her glaring at him. "I am ready."
"What? Oh-oh-wait." She must really like punching people.
"Is anyone here?" Percy called after a few minutes.
"Uh, me."
"HEY ARIELLE! YOUR LITTLE DATE'S HERE!"
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Annabeth POV
Once we got Arielle- I mean Allie, off on her date, me and Percy stayed in our room and starting talking and laughing about random stuff. At first we watched TV and laughed at the characters in 2 Broke Girls.
Then we got a bunch of junk food like soda and blue cookies, and we watched random sitcoms that were on.
"So what's the deal with all the blue food?" I randomly asked.
"Well, a couple of years ago, when my mom was still married to her last husband, Gabe-" he started scowling. "-they had this thing about if blue food existed or not, so after that, my mom made everything she possibly could blue. Cookies, pancakes, even soda. It was all blue."
I started smiling. "Was Gabe like Paul? Nice?"
His scowl deepened. "No, he was the complete opposite. Mean, gross, and he-" his voice hitched, "-he used to abuse my mom. One day when I came home, he was here, and I don't know. I was twelve. I just panicked and called the cops. They took him in, and then we moved here, into a house. And then my mom met Paul, he was in her writing seminar class thingie. And he asked me permission to marry her, and I was finally happy. Paul's great. He always does things like special dinners and gets her chocolates and stuff. He even got me my first phone, which was pretty awesome of him. He's really great, and he really loves mom."
"That's nice."
"What about you?"
I hesitated. I couldn't tell him that I was Annabeth Chase, multi-millionaire and heir of Olympus Architects. "Oh uh, my mom and dad... died in a car crash when I was eight. My two brothers, too. Ever since then it's only been foster homes. But, the thing about foster homes is that no one ever really cares about you. I think this is the first place I've ever been where the foster mom is nice."
"Really? Must be hard."
Usually, I'd clock someone if they ever said that to me, but instead, I felt myself leaning in.
When our lips were a few inches apart, he whispered, "Don't worry. Mom already gave me the blue cookies from today." Despite the situation, I laughed. And then we kissed. For realz.
Fireworks started going around my brain and I felt like I might pass out.
Once I was this close to him, I could tell that he smelled like sea salt and a warm beach. His lips tasted like salt water which was weird, yet not-so-weird.
Someone opened the door and we pulled apart. It was Thalia.
"Why, hello there, love birds. Make out in bedrooms, much?"
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Connor POV
"Why do you always have that case?" We were both standing in front of Percy's house's door. The date had gone... okay. We just watched a movie and got dinner afterward. Then walking home, I bought her an ice-cream cone. That was basically it. I found out that her favorite color is blue, she wanted to start a band when she was younger, she loves the Harry Potter books, and she went out and got blue streaks in her hair just to piss off her mean foster mother. Oh, and her favorite movie is Mean Girls and her top three bands are Man Overboard, Green Day, and Imagine Dragons.
"What case?" Allison asked, narrowing her silver eyes. "Nutcase? Because that's Leo."
"You act like you're tough, but you're not."
I regretted saying it, but it just kept coming out. It was like word vomit. What!? I can't watch that movie!? It's really good!
"Is this how you usually end a date? No kiss but insulting the girl?" Woah. What did that mean? Did she want me to kiss her? No? Yes? What?!
"No, I mean before you were so open and kind and it's like if in front of anyone else, you're cold."
STOP TALKING! STOP TALKING! That alarm was blaring in my brain, beeping like crazy, but me, being the insane idiot I am, wouldn't stop talking.
"Yes, well I have my reasons."
"What are your reasons?"
"I don't have to tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to."
"That's not a real reason."
"Is too."
"Is not."
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
I almost didn't realize we had been inching closer to each other for the past minute.
"Is too!" she said and continued glaring at me.
I went freaking insane in these few seconds.
Because then I kissed her.
Insane. Well, not totally insane, because then she wrapped her hands around my neck, and I felt her kissing me back. Right up until the front door opened and Taylor was there.
"Oh gross! How many couples am I gonna run into making out!?"
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A/N- Woah! 3000+ words! This was to make up for posting it SO late! Not much happened.
I got a haircut.
Got new glasses.
Spend all my spare time listening to Man Overboard.
Squealing constantly because there is only 87 more days until House of Hades comes out, a little less than three months.
So, read and review! Peace!
~Allilyn :)
Ps. Sorry for any errors, I have to go to a party in five minutes, and I spent all my time writing this while I should be getting ready i. e. the past hour. So, it's not proofread. Peace!
~Allilyn :D
