Love Me, Hate Me, But I Promise You Won't Break Me
A PJATO Fanfiction
By: xXxDaughteroftheKingxXx
AN: Wowza, it's been forever since I've written for this story...
Ahem. Well, this is actually something I wanted to write, as I thought the quote fit this couple, and me and my boyfriend. :)
I don't know when Beckendorf came to camp, so let's say... it was around the time of TLT. Yeah, we'll go with that. So, Silena and Beckendorf are 14, Percy and Annabeth are 12ish, etc.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO.
18. No one knows how it is that with one glance, a boy can break through into a girl's heart.
Your knees kind of buckle when you first meet him. He's tall, buff, and not at all what you really want in a guy, but, oh gods, he's gorgeous—but not in like the creepy way, you know?
You decide you want to meet him.
It's a bit hard to push through the crowd of demigods that are surrounding the newly claimed son of Hephaestus(You can barely imagine it. Hephaestus, having a hot son. Crazy.), but eventually, you make it to the front of the crowd, where the boy and his satyr friend are standing awkwardly, trying to wait for Chiron to come.
One glances from him sends you into paradise.
He's got this cute, shy smile that he's giving you, and his pupils dilated like most boys' eyes did when they see you. You try not to feel too giddy about the fact that he's giving you these strange, awestruck looks, like you're some goddess.
Suddenly, for you, it seems like no other boy in the world matters. Cute, little Percy Jackson? Nah, he's Annabeth's anyway. Will Solace? Cute, but not as cute as the new boy. The Stoll Brothers? Been there, already done that, and you're never going back.
No one matters except for this new boy.
He steps forward shyly, holding out his calloused hands. He's definitely a son of Hephaestus, you think. "Hi," he says quietly, but you hear him clearly. "I'm Charles Beckendorf."
You smile sweetly and take his hand. "Silena Beauregard," you say.
And that's where it all begins.