Another random fanfic that is almost as random as 'Speak Now'! this, time, featuring everybody's favorite son of Hades… Nico di Angelo! And of course, introducing my own OC, Deirdre 'Dee' Doran, daughter of Nyx. Both are 16. (OMG! Little Nico is all grown up!)
Once again, this song is a Taylor Swift song. If you haven't noticed, I'm a big Taylor Swift fan. It's an on again, off again thing. Ah well, I think you've had enough of a girl's rambling.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson series or Nico. Obviously, 'cause if I did I'd be filthy stinking rich and wouldn't need to worry about my future.
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There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles
I forced out a chuckle as my half-sister, Jenna, told us about the antics of her younger brother.
I'd be lying if I said I wanted to be here.
Of course, Andie was kind enough to invite me to those little parties that she and her siblings had every now and then.
It would be ungrateful if I didn't show.
Plus, if I didn't show up, Andie would drag me from my cabin kicking and screaming.
Same old, tired place lonely place
Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy
I looked around the room. It was the same as always. We were outside of the cabin and the air was cool against my skin. A gentle breeze lifted my ebony hair from my shoulders briefly and I smiled.
To me, there was something comforting about the night. Although, my mother being the goddess of the night probably had something to do with it.
I smiled at the other campers I knew, just to be polite.
They smiled back, but quickly looked away.
I moved around, chatting with those that I knew briefly. I knew I didn't have their full attention. I could see the vacancy in their eyes.
I went to the punch table to get myself a drink. It's not like I hate these parties, it's just that I'm about as invisible as the wind sometimes. I mean, I know I'm probably not that interesting looking, what with my black hair and dark blue eyes.
It's not really that interesting when you compare me to some of the children of Hecate.
Vanished when I saw your face
I was making another sweep of the room. It was a little hobby of mine to just people watch.
I could see Andie dragging her reluctant boyfriend onto the dance floor and Annabeth Chase dancing with one of her siblings not too far from there.
As my eyes swept the room, they fell onto a figure in a pose similar to mine.
My eyes looked at his face and took in his dark eyes. I didn't have to see his face clearly to know who it was.
Nico di Angelo.
Ever since the war, everybody had been withdrawn, slower to trust others. I felt the same. We all had lost someone in the war, but the moment I looked into his eyes, it all just vanished.
Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" across the room, your silhouette
Starts to make its way to me
His head tilted to one side and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. I looked into his eyes that seemed so familiar.
It might have been my imagination but his eyes seemed to be asking me, "Have we met? "
He pushed off the wall he was leaning against and started walking towards me.
I tried not to take notice of him, but my eyes seemed to involuntarily look for him.
The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks
Like passing notes in secrecy
I shook myself. He couldn't have been looking at me. I was just a nobody.
I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes, my cup in my hand. Maybe I could sneak away without Andie noticing…
Making up my mind, I opened my eyes and was about to leave when I tripped and started to fall. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact of the ground, but it never came.
I opened my eyes to gaze into dark brown eyes.
"I'm used to girls falling for me, but not this literally," he smirked.
"They probably fell over from laughing too hard," I retorted.
I had regained my footing but his arms were still around my waist. It felt nice to have them around me.
He raised an eyebrow. "I've been told I'm quite the looker."
I looked at him and ignored my racing heart. "Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but they lied."
"Are you always this bitter?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you always this annoying?" I asked, glaring at him. I looked at his arms still around my waist. "And I would like it if you would let go of me."
Was it just me, or was he reluctant to let me go?
Nah…
"You know you want me," he said. I could see a twinkle in his eye and knew he was joking. I wouldn't say this out loud, but he earned my permanent respect by engaging in this battle of the wits. Most people wouldn't bother talking to me.
"In your dreams," I scoffed, smirking on the inside.
"Has anyone ever told you you're a real piece of work?" he asked, rolling his eyes.
"This coming from the guy who hasn't even introduced himself."
"I'm Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, at your service," he said, giving a ridiculous old-fashioned bow.
I snickered. "And I am Dee Doran, daughter of Nyx. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance," I answered in a posh voice, curtsying.
If there was one word to describe Nico di Angelo, it was different.
Yes, he was definitely different.
Almost…
Enchanting.
It was enchanting to meet you
All I know is I was enchanted to meet you
"Dee! We have to go! You know how Melvin will get if we're late! Again…" I heard Jenna yell, sneering as she said our current head counselor's name. I say current because any day I'm hoping Jenna would kill him off and take over.
In the history of head counselors, I don't believe I've ever heard of a worse one than Melvin Finkleson (I know, I couldn't keep a straight face when he first introduced himself either! Wait… I still can't!).
I smiled at the boy I had been speaking to for the past hour. "Well, it was nice talking to you."
"Back at you," he smiled back.
"DEE!" Jenna yelled.
I sighed. "I'm COMING!"
"See you around?" I asked, not sure of his answer.
"Sure," he said.
I left him there, standing at the same spot.
Before leaving, I looked back and smiled at him.
He smiled back at me and my heart fluttered in my chest.
He might not have known it, but I was enchanted to meet him.
This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I looked up at the sky. Somehow, the stars seemed brighter tonight, the air cooler. The night air was refreshing on my skin as me, Jenna and a few of my other siblings made our way back to our cabin.
I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home
"You seem… happy," Jenna observed. "Are you blushing?"
I was, but I wasn't going to admit it. Jenna would know why in a heartbeat.
"No," I said, feeling a little defensive.
Her eyes widened, and I knew she didn't believe me.
"It was that di Angelo guy wasn't it?" she asked excitedly.
I could feel more blood rush into my cheeks, thankful for the darkness that engulfed me. "I don't know what you're talking about."
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you
I didn't have to be able to see Jenna to know that she was smirking smugly. She was never going to let me live it down.
Looking back at the direction of the Apollo cabin, all I knew was that I would forever be wondering if Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, was as enchanted to meet me as I was to meet him.
The lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m., who do you love?
I wonder 'til I'm wide awake
When we got back, we got a really long lecture (Okay, a fifteen minute lecture. But you've never heard Melvin go on and on and on before) about upholding the cabin's reputation and other stuff. I don't know. I tend to not listen to him.
After he finally let us into the cabin, we started getting ready for bed. Soon enough, it was lights out.
"Night Dee," I heard Jenna and a few other of my siblings call out.
"Good night guys," I called back before turning off the lights.
The Nyx cabin is pretty unique. It's studded with stars and is painted black, but it's always cool on the inside. The beds are pushed to the wall and in the middle is where a bunch of beanbags are placed for us to hang out. There were glow-in-the-dark stuff around the room but what was really cool was that the walls and ceilings were pretty much a projection of the actual stars, which included the light, so the cabin was never really dark.
Somehow, I couldn't sleep. I mean, us children of Nyx not being able to sleep isn't really a big problem, but we need to sleep at night too. We're not vampires, just children of the goddess of night.
Unsurprisingly, my thoughts turned to a certain son of Hades. I had no idea why, but I was hooked on him. I guess this was what Bella felt like when she met Edward. (Okay, I know it was a lame analogy, but it was the only one I could think of.) I just couldn't stop thinking about him.
I wondered if he was thinking about me, or if he had someone else. Gods, if he did, I'd feel like a complete idiot after all the flirting we did.
I had been feeling sleepy, but now, I couldn't sleep. No matter how hard I try, I know I wouldn't be falling asleep anytime soon.
I looked at the watch on the table next to me. 2 a.m. and I'm still awake.
Great.
Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door
I'd open up and you would say
It was enchanting to meet you
All I know is I was enchanted to meet you
I got out of my bed and started pacing.
I don't know why, but I'm seriously bothered about Nico possibly liking someone else. Gods, I wish I knew what he thought about me. If he felt the same way I did.
I stared at the door, wishing he would knock on it and I'd open it and see him looking almost as bothered as I was.
Maybe he'd even say he was enchanted to meet me, almost as much as l was enchanted to meet him.
I rolled my eyes at myself. That's likely.
This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
This night is flawless, don't you let it go
I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you
I made my way out of the cabin. I was feeling smothered. I had to get some fresh air, maybe take a short walk.
I stared up at the sky, seeing the stars wink back at me. I smiled as I thought back to the party. There was just something about him that had me blushing whenever I thought about him. I mean, the whole way back I was blushing, and I don't blush easy.
The whole night was perfect, flawless. It was the first time I had ever had so much fun at one of Apollo cabin's parties.
Thinking about the night, I couldn't help but give a little twirl. He just made me giddy. I was completely drunk on him.
This is me praying that
This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends
I sat down on the porch steps, and I couldn't help but pray to every single god that this wouldn't be the first time we'd meet up.
Sure, it was pretty unlikely for this to be the last time we'd ever meet since we'd be here for the next month, but you'd never know.
For all I knew, I could be called back home for one thing or another. Maybe something could happen to my younger sister, Anneliese or even my dad and I wouldn't come back again.
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again
I knew that I would not forget about him until I'd see him again. He was like drug, and I'd never be happy until I got it.
The only difference was that he made me feel better than any drug ever could.
These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon
I was enchanted to meet you
I couldn't help but think of the words I didn't say as I was leaving. The words that were stuck in my throat as I left the area.
"Nico di Angelo, I was enchanted to meet you."
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you
I… I couldn't be in love with him, could I?
I'd only met him once, but there was no other way I could describe these feelings I had for him. I was truly in love with him, and it would totally kill me if he loved someone else.
This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I looked up at the sky again, the stars winking back at me.
I got up and went back into the cabin to take my jacket. I needed to blow off some steam.
I rummaged under my bed and felt something solid bump against my hand as I was pulling out my jacket (Yes, I keep some of my stuff under my bed. It's just easier, and it's not like its dirty or anything. I clean it.). I pulled it out, revealing my sword.
As I looked at it, I changed my mind and decided to go to the arena instead. What better way to blow off steam than to do a little sword practice, right? I changed into something more comfortable and headed out.
When I neared the sword arena, I was surprised to see someone else beat me there. I got closer and realised that it was Nico, the subject of my thoughts.
I couldn't help but watch him a little bit. What? It's not a crime!
I stood a few feet away from him, far enough so that I wouldn't get hit. His Stygian iron sword hacked into the dummy. He must have been here longer than I have because his arms and shirt was slicked with sweat, and di immortales, his shirt was stuck to his chest.
I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home
I could feel a blush starting to make its way to my face, but I willed it down. Nonetheless, I could still feel my cheeks heat up slightly, making me thankful that it was dark.
"Here I was thinking I was the only one crazy enough to practice at three in the morning," I said, leaning against my sword. "Well, you proved me wrong."
He turned and met my eyes. He gave me a crooked smile and I felt my heart melt.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "At least you admit you're crazy."
"I learned that denying it doesn't help me, so I just embrace it," I reply, shrugging my shoulders. "Well, since we're both awake at this time and we've got swords, waddya say we do a little sparring?"
"You're kidding, right?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Are you scared I'm gonna send your sorry butt to Olympus and back?" I taunted.
He gave me a wicked grin, raising his sword. "You are going to wish you had never done that."
"Bring it, Death Breath."
"As long as you're ready, Porcupine Head."
I narrowed my eyes at him. I really hate it when people make cracks at my spiky hair in the morning. Oh, he is going down.
We circled each other for a while before I lunged. I aimed for his throat then feinted to the left, aiming for his side. His blade blocked mine with a loud clang. I spun away, giving him a feral grin.
We exchanged parries and thrusts for a while longer, but I slipped up. He managed to get past my guard and sent my sword flying through the air.
He held his sword up to my throat and gave a cocky smirk. "Well, it looks like I win."
I replied with a smirk of my own. "I ain't beat till Melvin stops crowing."
I ducked under the blade and kicked his feet from under him. Okay, so I know it wasn't fair, but I never said I played fair, did I?
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
This night is flawless, don't you let it go
I scrambled to get to my sword when I felt a hand wrapped around my ankle. Nico tugged my leg, and I fell to the ground, grunting when I hit the ground.
I glared at him. He grinned back at me, "Hey, if you don't play fair, I won't either."
I glared at him for another moment before I lunged for my sword, which was an inch away from me.
I grasped the hilt and kicked his hand off. I jumped up and twirled to meet him, only to find nobody there.
"Oh, come on," I muttered. "This really isn't fair."
I scanned the area, thankful that everything was as clear to me as if it was in the middle of the day. Unfortunately for me, Nico could see pretty well in the dark too.
I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you
I couldn't find him anywhere, which was weird. I heard a rustle nearby, and turned just in time to block a sword that seemed to come out of nowhere.
My eyes widened. Nico seemed to be completely shrouded in shadows, which probably explained why I couldn't see him just now. If I concentrated really hard, I could just see him. He looked surreal, like he didn't belong in this world, with his shadowy and misty features.
I was brought out of my thoughts when his sword came towards me again. He wasn't giving me any time to recuperate, causing me to go on defense.
I was holding my own pretty well, until I tripped again, for the second time that night. (Okay, morning, if you want to be technical…)
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you
Before I realised what happened, Nico had grabbed me by the arm to keep me from hitting the ground, his sword at my throat.
"Dead," he said, his eyes twinkling.
A slow smile curved my lips. Well, well, a proficient arguer and swordsman. "Well fought, Mr di Angelo."
"You're not that bad yourself, Miss Doran," he replied, taking his sword away from my throat, a smile curving his lips too.
He pulled me upright too fast, and I crashed into him. Unlike at the party, I didn't tell him to take his hands off me. If anything, I melted into him.
"Clumsy me," I murmured, gazing straight into his eyes.
I don't know how long we stood there, just staring at each other. It could have been a second, a minute, an hour or even a whole day, and it wouldn't have been enough.
I couldn't deny it anymore, even if I wanted to. I was completely and irrevocably in love with Nico di Angelo. I was completely enchanted, and I didn't mind. In fact, I loved it.
Please don't be in love with someone else, I thought desperately. Please don't have somebody waiting on you.
When he leaned closer, I almost pinched myself. Breathlessly, I leaned up slightly. It seemed like forever until our lips touched, but when they did, it was… indescribable.
My arms wound around his neck as his drew me closer. The rest of the world faded; my focus only on Nico. I had never felt anything like this before. I didn't if I was more scared or excited, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was right here, right now.
When we finally pulled away for air, I was feeling pretty dazed. My eyes probably had that dreamy look that I sometimes got when I ate chocolate or was thinking about a cute boy. Two guesses which I'm thinking about. No, it's not chocolate.
Nico rested his forehead against mine and looked into my eyes. I had to struggle to refocus, but eventually, I did.
"Dee Doran," he whispered. "I was enchanted to meet you."
A goofy grin found its way to my face. "Well, Nico di Angelo, I was enchanted to meet you too."
And I really was. Just in case he had any doubts, I kissed him again. I was enchanted to meet him, and he was enchanted to meet me.
That was all there was to it.
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Ta-da! I know it's random, but ya have ta admit, it's kinda sweet.
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