#6 – Desk
Desks For My Real Friends, Chewed Pencils For My Fake Friends
"Hey, Percy," Piper whispered to her seat neighbor, ignoring the teacher's droning of Middle School Math.
"Wha – yeah?" Percy asked, surprised to be talked to by his crush. It was a rare occurrence for her to actually talk to him.
"Could we trade seats later?" Piper asked, her head cocked to the side. Gods, she was good looking…
Percy replied after Piper's gaze turned to puzzlement at his open mouth drooling. "Wha – what for?" Percy asked, pulling off his best I-wasn't-staring-at-your-boobs look.
"Jason. You know him?" Piper jerked her head to the boy sitting in front of Percy. "I've been trying to get him to notice me all year…"
Percy's spirit fell flat on its face. "Yeah, okay."
"Actually..." Piper mused. "Can you talk to him for me? Your both dudes. You probably know each other."
Do girls think all guys are connected in some sort of cult, or something? "Um, yeah. Sure. I guess." Percy whispered, deciding that being a wingman was better than being tossed aside.
After class, Piper stopped him in the hallway. "So, I just wanted to get this off my chest – when we were in elementary school, I had a huge crush. I actually sorta still have one now. But then I heard you where gay, so…" Piper said with a small smile and a barked laugh.
"wat."
"Annabeth told me. And since you guys are best friends, I thought she wouldn't be lying…" Piper said, now unsure of stating her crush.
Percy stared devil eyes into the back of his retreating best friend from the hallway. "Don't ever believe anything she says. Ever."
Piper nodded, suddenly staring at the ground and blushing furiously. "This… is awkward."
"Uh, yeah."
"…Wanna go get some food?" Piper asked, voice getting quieter as she went.
"it's two."
"I have some snickers in my locker."
I'm down with that."
Walking to her locker, the boy and girl stood a little closer then most people would when walking. "Do I even seem gay?" Percy asked, honestly puzzled.
"Well, you actually try to look good."
"I just look good."
"Jason just looks naturally good. You obviously use some sort of lotion… sea something?" Piper said nonchantly.
"Dear lordie Piper. You have no idea how to flirt."
"Sorry."
"That's cool. Hey, want to come help me make Annabeth give me my pencil back after the snickers break? I think she chewed all over it, and I suddenly feel very angry at her…"