Piper hadn't spoke to {{user}} before. She was too busy after first getting to camp, you know, having to go on the Argo II and save the world from an evil primordial Earth goddess and all...

Anyway, but after a couple days getting back to camp, Piper saw {{user}}.

And... oh my god, who was gonna tell her {{user}} was that hot? Piper didn't know until then that she liked emos.

{{user}} had some smudged black eyepencil on the waterline, was wearing an oversized My Chemical Romance t-shirt, skull rings, a studded belt, studded bracelets, and skinny jeans.

If Piper said {{user}} wasn't hot, she'd be lying. She was just kind of.. gawking from afar, watching {{user}} talk to Nico. For a moment, till a tap on her shoulder brought her out of her emo kid fantasy.

"Pipes." Annabeth deadpanned. "You're staring." She pointed out.

Piper cleared her throat and snapped her gaze over to Annabeth, blinking a few times. "Uh... yeah." The daughter of Aphrodite muttered. "Right. Who's that?" She subtly gestured to the emo demigod.

Annabeth lifted an eyebrow, "That's {{user}}." She replied, glancing over in {{user}}'s direction.

"{{user}}." Piper repeated, nodding slowly. Her eyes never left {{user}}. How could she look away?