The next day, I woke up groggily. I changed slowly into a pair of skinny jeans and a over sized band tee, I seriously couldn't be bothered. I felt horrid. I walked outside, groaning. The sun hurt my eyes. I groaned softly and walked rubbed my eyes, walking around. Someone taped my shoulder, making me jump.
"Oh, hey, Pollux." I mumbled. He chuckled.
"I'm Castor."
"Oh, sorry." I mumbled and yawned.
"It's fine." He smiled then lead me to the mess hall canteen thingy. I didn't have a table. My cabin was on the outskirts and well I didn't have a table. Because hades was an outsider in a way. Shunned from Olympus so his kids where. But they weren't many of us. I think Hitler, yes Hitler, was the last child of hades before me. Unless he had another child. He smiled at me, making me sit next to him. I could feel Mr D's glare on me. There was only about six people, including myself, on the table. We did out offerings, mmmm death. I had a full English. I was starving. After breakfast, we walked to do whatever we wished. I chose sword fighting.
"Luke." I mumbled. He started at me, frowning.
"Persephone." He grabbed his sword. I grabbed mine and yawned. I needed monster or coffee.
"Can I talk to you?" I asked, my voice shaking. He frowned but nodded. We walked outside the arena. We where both unarmed but everyone was either still eating or doing their own thing. So no one was around. My mind suddenly went blank as the sun hit Luke perfectly. Making his blue eyes sparkle and his messy blonde hair look perfect. He mumbled something under his breath.
"Luke I-" he stopped me, by doing something I never would have expected. He pressed his lips against mine. And my gods. It was perfect.
LUKES POV (A/N just because I thought you'd like it)
I woke that morning, feeling different. I hadn't had a strange creepy dream for the first time. I smiled slightly and changed into my orange camp half blood shirt and some ripped jeans. Everyone was asleep apart from Travis and Conner, who where smirking towards me. I rolled my eyes at them, then walked outside and saw Castor, or was it Pollux, walking with Peri. My blood boiled. I felt jealous but I don't know why. Peri was 4 years younger then me. I walked to the mess hall and after making our offerings, ate. I hardly ate a thing. My eyes kept landing on peri but she didn't seem to notice. After breakfast, I walked to the sword fighting arena.
"Luke." I heard Peri's soft voice mumble. I frowned, a sudden anger over coming me.
"Persephone." I picked up my sword. Peri picked up her's yawning. I looked at her blade, good choose.
"Can I talk to you?" She asked, her voice shaking. I frowned bit nodded. I lead her outside. We where both unarmed but everyone was either still eating or doing their own thing. So no one was around. My mind suddenly went blank as the sun hit Peri perfectly, the sun making her darkening blue eyes sparkle and her brown her make her look like the goddess she's named after. Persephone.
"Damn Apollo." I mumbled under my breath, knowing him or Aphrodite must have done this.
"Luke I-" she started. I cut her off, pressing my lips against hers. I don't know why I did it. I just had to. But it was pure perfection.
Declaimer: I only own Persephone.
So? What do you think? I was reading wolfstar before I wrote this and well I felt like all lovey dovie! Oh and like Luke's POV? Please review. And my baby cousin still isn't named but my aunt is thinking of 'Oliver James' or 'Jason Alan'.