Worried
"Give it back, Valdez!" Hazel shouted.
"Never!" Cackled Leo.
"Hmph," I glared.
Don't get me wrong, I was happy to see my girlfriend beating up that Leo kid. But they've been closer since Percy and Annabeth... *gulp* since the "Athena Parthenos" incident, which I thought was kind of wrong. I'm sure Leo's a nice guy and all, and I know that Hazel would never even consider...uh...you know. Well, whatever.
"Fried chicken," I told the magical plate. "And mashed potatoes."
"Hey!" Leo complained. "That's not fair!"
"Yes it is," Jason laughed.
Hazel sat down next to me, out of breath and completely...beautiful. I was crazy. As Piper would put it, I was crazy about Hazel.
"Hey," Hazel elbowed me, smiling. "You look worried about something."
"Me? Worried?" I laughed nervously. "What do I have to be worried about?"
"Absolutely nothing." Hazel kissed my cheek. "Which is good, because you had me worried for a second."
I grinned like an idiot. Hazel was right; I had nothing to-
"Wait..." I turned to face her. "What were you worried about?"
Hazel's ears reddened and she blushed. "Well..." she muttered.
Anyone wanna guess what worried Hazel? Person who gets it right (or close enough) gets their favorite ship in the next chapter! Here's a clue: Frank was staring off into space.