Still Hannah's PoV
That night at the Campfire
I was seated as far from Piper as possible. Nico sat on one side of me and Frank sat on the other. The Apollo cabin completely was avoiding me- probably because they were terrified that their dad had been messing around with the booty.
I scowled as Piper came our way.
"Frank," she said sweetly. "Hazel said she wants to talk to you." A dazed, charmspeaked Frank walked away. Nico and I sat pretty much alone. Piper stared us down.
"What do you want?" Nico asked.
"I was going to try to be nice again," she said honestly, no charmspeak evidently in her voice. "I'm not exactly on friendly terms with Hannah yet, but I figured I'd be a bit nicer and use some of my Aphrodite magic."
I squinted at her suspiciously. "What's that supposed to mean?"
She bent and whispered in Nico's ear. I rolled my eyes as she did so.
"Hell no bitch!" he exclaimed, pulling away from her. "You aren't gonna be using that charmspeak shit on me to do that! Not here, at the very least!"
She smirked, then said "Fine, c'mon. You too, Hannah."
Nico dragged me along behind Piper. We found ourselves behind the Aphrodite cabin, and I couldn't help but gag.
"It smells like Barbie died back here," I said. Piper winced.
"I know. It's worse inside, and I have to live there." I felt sorry for her. "So, as I said before, I'm going to do something super nice for you, Hannah." She gave me a grin that scared the fuck out of me. She went and whispered to Nico again.
"I'm still not dealing with the charmspeak shit."
She pouted at him. "Pretty please?"
"No."
"Pwetty pwetty pwease?" she begged, her voice layered with some dam strong charmspeak.
Nico's eyes started to glaze over.
Holy fuck, out of all the things I expected Piper McLean to do, charmspeaking Nico to kiss me was not one of them.
