A/N: Oops! This is amazingly long overdue. I'm trying to blame it on Writer's Block, but I've just been lazy and uninspired to write. I'm really sorry.
The response to this fanfic is overwhelming and I am thanking you from the bottom of my heart for reading, reviewing and making this (and me) a favorite!
Plus, I've decided to make this rated: T due to personal preference. (And I can't write a lemon scene which I was planning to do. )

Shout out to Alruta 99 who was asking if I was going to do a lemon scene. I don't know if you were looking forward to one or something, but if I disappointed you, I'm sorry! I just can't write one. I tried multiple times, but it's just so blaaah.

dont blink or u might miss me: Aww, thank you! That means a lot to me. And yes, Stoll brother pranks coming up! :) I'm glad you liked it.

Megan: Thank you for the lovely comment. I hope this chapter doesn't leave you hanging. But it does. So sorry. I promise I'll have another one up by tomorrow. Hahaha.

Disclaimer: There is no way in the Underworld that I own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Sorry for "trying on your clothes", Rick.
Buuuuut, there are characters that I made up. So yeah.

Enjoooy guys! Connor (sadly) does not make an appearance in these three chapters. Sorry! I shall explain later on.

Travis tried to ask Katie out to the dance three times.

The first time, it hadn't worked. Which was predictable.

"Katie, since we're planning the dance, wanna go with me?" Travis asked, smirking at Katie.
Katie is never going to turn me down, Travis thought.

"No." was her simple reply.

"But, Kaaatieee!" he whined. "We're supposed to go together!"

"We do not!" Katie exclaimed, frowning at Travis. "Now, should the third streamer be pink or turquoise?"

"No one cares," Travis muttered under his breath.

"You're supposed to, Stoll," Katie replied, staring at Travis.

Oh, gods, her eyes are beautiful, Travis thought. He quickly averted his gaze and bit his lip.

"Hey, Katie?" he asked, looking at her.

Katie was hunched over her notebook, scribbling something furiously; her chestnut brown hair falling like a curtain in front of her face.

"Yeah?" she asked, irritation in her voice.

"Will you go with me to the dance?"

Katie smiled briefly at Travis. "I'm flattered, Stoll, but no."

Travis groaned.

Travis didn't see, but Katie was smiling to herself.

Another A/N: I'm sorry! This was kind of short, but, um, the other two times Travis tries to ask Katie to the dance will be coming up soon. Hopefully tomorrow. I'm so sorry!
(Please don't kill me for the end.)