An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: G
"Bet it's that new kid." Thalia casually speared her mac and cheese with her fork. "The one Grover brought in on Friday." "Hmm," Luke hummed, pursing his lips. "What's she up to?" Thalia snorted. "Luke, she's thirteen. What do you think she's up to?"
aka, the not the chosen one au, part i














