Summary: I can’t remember and I’m too lazy to re-read it. I think Y/n has trouble opening up to people and then something happens between her and Nico
A/N: Sorry in advance of I don’t get the personalities of the characters right. It’s been a while since I read the books. The characters do not belong to me and neither does the story. They belong to Rick Riordan and you belong to you. I’m sorry if it’s kinda weird. It’s okay if you cringe (I cringed as I wrote it). Also, Pragma is longstanding love in Ancient Greek and philia is deep friendship in Ancient Greek.
Warning: none that I remember.
I looked over at my brother, Percy, as he trotted towards me. I started speed walking away. I knew he wanted to introduce me to his friends. But my anti-social ass always told him that I already had enough friends. Which was half true. Half true because I already did have enough friends. Half lie because I didn’t have any friends,
I started to jog when I felt that my half-brother was gaining up on me. Soon, I was sprinting across camp to get away from Percy. Other campers watched in amusement as the two children of Poseidon chased each other. Well, for them the one child of Poseidon. As they surely didn’t know who I was. There were only a few people who I had actually talked to. Those people were Percy, Chiron, Annabeth, Connor & Travis Stoll, Nico di Angelo and Jen, the satyr that had brought me to Camp Half-Blood over six years ago.
I had been in camp longer than Percy had. For most of my life here, I had slept in the Hermes cabin and lived there with the Stolls. No, they weren’t my friends. Like I said before, I have no friends. They are more like allies or partners in crime. But anyway, I wasn’t claimed until one year after Percy had arrived.
On one hand, I was glad I didn’t have to sleep in a cabin crowded with thieves every night. On the other hand, I felt left out. Why hadn’t my father noticed me until after two of his sons arrived at the camp? One of them being a cyclops. Was I not enough to be noticed? I mean, for more than half of my life I spent it on praying to Olympus for one of the gods to claim me. And then, after a lunatic with a sword comes along is when I finally get noticed. That lunatic had no idea what he was doing half of the time by the way. But he saved the world twice so I guess that makes up for it.
I held no grudge against Percy or Tyson though. What was the point? They didn’t have the fault and besides, what was done was done.
“Y/n!” Percy panted as he grabbed my arm, stopping me and my thoughts. “Stop! I want to introduce you to my friends.”
“That’s exactly what I’ve been avoiding Percy,” I say as I squirm out of his grip. “I also have enough friends as it is.”
“You don’t have any friends,” he says bluntly. ‘Wow,’ I think to myself. 'So nice.’
“Whatever,” he says and grabs my hand. “You are going to meet my friends.” I groaned and rolled my eyes.
“You can be so annoying sometimes,” I say, but Percy ignored me and continued to drag me to the Poseidon cabin. He slammed open the door and seven faces turned to look at us. Between them, I recognized Annabeth, Nico and a girl that Annabeth seemed to hang out with a lot. Although I did not know her name. Percy sat me down on one of the bunks. He later sat down next to Annabeth on the bunk opposite mine. The others were already sitting down. I was sat down. I was next to Nico, who had a look that read he was sorry for me. I gave him the same look.
Nico was the closest thing I have to a friend. We used to have talks together about how the camp could improve and how the gods always sent demigods into their fights. In fact, it was our very first conversation together.
I leaned back against the wall as Percy introduced me to the group. I put on my annoyed face, but on the inside, I felt touched that Percy really cared for me enough to take his time to gather up people for me to meet them. As soon as he found out that I was his sister he tried to break down the walls that I had created around me. But so far the only person that had managed to do that was the person that was sitting next to me.
“How come I’ve never seen you around then?” asked the Latino boy next to the girl whose name I learned was Piper. I shrugged.
“I tend to keep to myself,” I say. “I don’t think you should be asking that question. I don’t see you that much around camp either.”
The boy blushed a deep crimson and I saw a bit of his hair go on fire before it went out. I huffed out a laugh. 'Okay,’ I think. 'He has pyrokinesis.’
There was silence in the room and the tension was so thick you could’ve cut it with a knife. Percy must have noticed this and coughed to catch everyone’s attention. “How 'bout we play some game?” he says. “Any suggestions Piper?”
Piper sighed. “Do I really need to say it? I think you already know what I’m going to say.”
Percy had a confused look on his face as he said, “Seven minutes in heaven?”
Piper, who had already stood up to the center of the room whacked him on the back of the head. “No you dumb ass,” she says. “Don’t make me any more of an Aphrodite child than I have to.”
“I think you might just be the only person that I actually like in this room, Piper,” I laugh out. I heard Nico making a choking noise next to me. I wondered but left it for later. Percy, meanwhile, looked at me with a hurt look. “Oh don’t be a baby Percy. You’ll always be my brother, I have to love you.”
Annabeth smiled and Piper sat down on the floor. “Nice to know Y/n,” she says. “It’s also a refreshing sight to see Percy the one being sassed so thank you.”
“It’s no problem,” I say. “If you want any more refreshing sights you should hang out with us at the Poseidon table during lunch.”
“Could we just move on with what we were previously doing?” asks Percy, looking between me and Piper with a desperate look.
“Well, I was going to say we should play truth or dare.”
I jumped off of the bed. “Truth or Dare!?!! This is my jam!” Nico looked at me weirdly. Probably because of my change in attitude around him. I was usually more like him, now I was showing my more Percy-like self. I moved to sit in front of Piper.
“Since you’re so excited, Y/n, why don’t you go first?” says Leo. “Truth or Dare?”
We had played a few rounds of Truth or Dare. At the moment, Percy was dressed up as Ariel (which he didn’t mind), Leo had red war paint and Jason was wearing a pink princess dress. Nico’s face, unfortunately, had been decorated with makeup and glitter by Hazel.
“Y/n,” says Piper and I looked at her. “Truth or Dare?”
“You already know my answer Piper,” I say and she smirks.
“I dare you to kiss the person to your left,” she says and my heart drops. I look over to my left and see that Leo’s face was flushing a deep red. Judging from the heat I felt in my cheeks mine was probably in the same condition. He turns to look at me and we both lean in. Our lips met in a kiss. It wasn’t just a peck, but it wasn’t a full-on makeout session. We both pulled apart and I looked down at the ground in embarrassment.
I didn’t dare to look at anyone. Especially Nico. 'Darn it,’ I curse to myself. 'Why couldn’t Piper have said “to your right”?’ Yep that’s right. I had a crush on the Ghost King. On the only person that managed to break down my walls.
I was still looking down when Nico finally decided to stand and leave. I looked up just in time to see the door slam shut.
“Nico!” I called out for my only friend. I stood up and headed outside to look for Nico. I looked around to see if I could find him. After about ten seconds I saw him going to the forest, and even from here, anger radiated off of him. “Nico, wait!”
I chase after him but he seemed to walk faster when he heard my voice. 'Now I know how Percy falt about a half hour ago.’ I started to run as to not lose him from sight. I nearly crashed into him when he stopped all of a sudden.
“Why don’t you just go and play Truth or Dare with Leo,” he said as he gestured to the cluster of cabins behind me. 'Wait, did he say Leo?’
“Nico, I wasn’t playing Truth or Dare with just Leo,” I say and he mumbles something under his breath. “What?”
“I said that it looked like it,” Nico rolled his eyes and continued walking into the forest. But he didn’t go very far after I grabbed his arm. I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to read his poker face. Then I realized what was going on.
“Are you jealous of Leo?” I ask and Nico looks down. I burst out laughing and Nico goes even more red in the face. I wipe away a tear from my eye. “You are jealous of a guy I just met literally less than an hour ago. Oh, my gods.” I catch my breath and Nico looks at me with a grumpy pout. I pinch his cheek. “You are actually really cute when you’re jealous."
I give him a peck on the lips and he blushes fifty different shades of red. My eyes widen as I just realized what I had done. "I’m so sorry Nico,” I say as a fidget with the hem of my shirt. “You probably don’t even like me.”
Before I could say anything else he cupped my face in his hands and placed a soft kiss. I slowly kissed back and hugged him once he pulled away. “I really like you Y/n,” he says into my hair.
“I really like you too, Nico,” I say and peck his nose. There was a moment of silence. “I’m guessing this is the part where you ask me out?”
“Well, I was thinking more about asking you to be my girlfriend-”
“Yes,” I said interrupting him. “I’ll be your girlfriend.” He grinned his grip around my waist got stronger. “Should we go and share the news?”
Nico paused to pretend he was thinking, “Nah,” he says after a while. “They’ve been trying to get us together for the past year. Let them suffer.”
